Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Well, these past two days have been a bit challenging. Not challenging in a bad way, rather in a way that has made me really look at myself and what I am doing. I've spent the past few days at my house, which is not what I am used to, but I somehow become SO comfortable here (to the point that I think that I am always sick and have to lay down a lot. . that might not make sense, but it is what I've always done here; checked out, slept, made myself sick, ever since I was little). So, as I have been here it is like God is doing something in me. It's SO weird. I feel stronger when I get off the bed/couch and just get outside.

Someone was recently telling me about some revelation they got. About how we feed our bodies and ourselves, but seldom do we feed Christ. Like, every second I've been thinking about this. Does anyone know that I'm a Christian by the way I am living? I would say no. But man, I want Jesus to live in me and in the world.

This thing that is inside of me has the capability of changing this world for eternity.

Think about it.

Friday, July 3, 2009

Sorry for the inconvenience of a new blog. . again! Hackers or something. .

Anyway, I've been thinking. You cannot serve two masters. That's it. God or money, as Jesus talks about in the gospels, but I think it is more than that. "No one can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money." (Matt. 6:24) How do we serve God and then serve our flesh? I know that it is bound to happen, since we are humans, but I don't get it.

I've been talking to my Godly councilors. . I guess that is what you would call them, and they have explained a lot of this to me. We are tempted and have ways to get out. When we continually disobey, or fall into that hole, we become accustomed to it. It becomes a behavioral habit. It can start in the mind, with our thoughts, and then go forth into our actions, and then we are so used to the 'bad' place that we don't really even care anymore.

That's scary.