Making the decision to follow the Bible's doctrine; dedicating my life to Jesus' teachings and promises regardless of my human doubts, Satan's lies and my own thoughts and feelings...
That's easily the hardest thing I've ever done.
If you think following Jesus is easy, you're not a real disciple. You're just religious.
God placed this on my heart so I want to share:
When I was younger I first became a Christian because I didn't want to go to hell. My faith was purely based on not wanting to go to hell so I would try hard not to sin that way I would go to heaven. However, that is such a watered-down version of why we should have faith. As I grew older I felt God was calling me to reexamine my faith and become close to Him. Over the past 2ish years I have grown so much because instead of being Christian simply to not go to hell my faith was built on my relationship with God. He is the friend, parent, and just love that I have always searched for and wanted. He is the true embodiment of love. If you are wondering why you should be a Christian it is because at your lowest moments, where you feel most broken, underserving, lost, etc. the answer is Christ. HE LOVES YOU, not in a cheesy way but in a way where he died for you to save you from yourself. He wants to show you His love, and he provides peace. It is in a relationship with Him that even though I worry, and feel burdened, I can still have peace because of his presence in my life.
I just pray that anyone reading this accepts Jesus Lord and seeks a relationship with Him. I pray they do not get caught up in the "aesthetics" and try to be "that Christian girl" or the perfect person so that they don't go to hell, but instead I pray they seek you so that they can feel your love so that they can feel your breath of life into their own lungs. I pray that all who read this find you, so that they can encounter the peace, and love I have in following and getting closer to you. Jesus is what you have been seeking. Amen.
WHOOOOO!
Another young Jesus Freak.
When I was watching the new movie Jesus Revolution I noticed the awesome art work on the character Lonnie Frisbee’s jacket.
It reminded me of my own that I made after I was saved in highschool. I was full of passion and burden to share Jesus with my campus and anyone else that would listen.
That zeal spilled out into the streets of downtown Portland in nights of sharing Christ with the homeless, skinheads, King Diamond concerts, gutter punks, cults and normies. I cut my ministry teeth on wild times of glory and Fire with brothers and sisters overcome with the love of Jesus.
We were a mess of broken but resurrected young people. Immature, but reclaimed by Jesus. Sinners becoming the saints God had made, confused on a lot but courageous and full of conviction that fueled our zealous lives.
Our tribe of young Jesus freaks pursued the Lord through communal life together, hosting Bible studies, prayer and worship times, campus witnessing, concerts, late night Shari’s God talk and coffee guzzling, door to door evangelism and when we had extra time we’d go…to church services too.
