"Christ suffered for our sins once for all time. He never sinned, but he died for sinners to bring you safely home to God. He suffered physical death, but he was raised to life in the Spirit." 1 Peter 3:18.
He died for it once. We have to ask for forgiveness once when we sin. He takes care of it once.
As far as the east is from the west. Psalm 103.
So, why do I visit my mistakes more than once?
And keep reminding God?
Think about it...
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Why
Today was one of the days I've been asked why I was an EMT.
I was rather surprised, and I have known my answer for awhile so I simply answered him. It left me wondering if it was good enough. I wonder what a true gut reason is. My answer is basically someone got injured where I used to live, and because God called [hopefully] into this profession. But to avoid a pompous answer, I really just want to help someone in their greatest need. And feel compassionate for them. Because in injury, you don't feel the best. I can imagine how they feel. When I think about the latter answer, God brings me home. More into focus. It is a heart thing.
Be careful of the mind, it can be where the enemy plants thoughts, and it can really run an individual wild.
There is also the flip side, when we focus on God-we get peace.
Everything settles.
Currently, I especially love volunteer. There is nothing like, getting paged and flying like light to save someone. I hope to serve currently where I am, and in the future long and honorably. It's an honor, a privilege, God's compassionate heart.
God, want to do this job through Your eyes, hands, feet and heart. In God's grace and Jesus' Name, Amen.
I was rather surprised, and I have known my answer for awhile so I simply answered him. It left me wondering if it was good enough. I wonder what a true gut reason is. My answer is basically someone got injured where I used to live, and because God called [hopefully] into this profession. But to avoid a pompous answer, I really just want to help someone in their greatest need. And feel compassionate for them. Because in injury, you don't feel the best. I can imagine how they feel. When I think about the latter answer, God brings me home. More into focus. It is a heart thing.
Be careful of the mind, it can be where the enemy plants thoughts, and it can really run an individual wild.
There is also the flip side, when we focus on God-we get peace.
Everything settles.
Currently, I especially love volunteer. There is nothing like, getting paged and flying like light to save someone. I hope to serve currently where I am, and in the future long and honorably. It's an honor, a privilege, God's compassionate heart.
God, want to do this job through Your eyes, hands, feet and heart. In God's grace and Jesus' Name, Amen.
Breathing
Breathing.
Even a big sigh, relieves so much of what is bottled up inside.
I remember when, I played piano, and if a song was rather challenging, I would stop inhaling and exhaling. As far as I consciously knew, as breathing is involuntary. Even my piano teacher pointed it out. I took piano for ten years, when the songs became more challenging, much more of a joy it was to play feet, hands, eyes, and listening all at the same precise time.
In my senior year, I quit piano, as my schedule became fuller. Starting my academic run, my stress level rose. I also had attained a hard spirit, thus meaning being hard on myself, not giving myself or others a break. Even as I have written that sentence I felt the anxiety brew inside.
Usually, I enjoy being with people as much as allotted, as I am an introvert. There are times I must spend alone and recharge, think, write, empty, breathe.
Then another day starts, my day gets planned as it goes on, little stressors are here and there, and I forget to acknowledge God about my problems. If it isn't present, it is the past.
Then I began thinking. Why hang on? Depress myself, choose to be sad, critical, alone...I mean, introverted people are usually quiet, awkward around new people, think a lot, at least for me, I deal with a lot of things internally, or internal things. I do talk to God a lot.
As this day progressed, I saw myself as getting easier, happier, and letting Jesus do it. Life is much easier. It isn't meaning that I'm dropping my introverted tendencies.
It means that I'm breathing.
Take a night, vegg out, sit, relax, it doesn't have to be the weekend. It can be now. Put the stressors at a stand still.
In....
Out....
Think about it. Tomorrow is a new day.
Even a big sigh, relieves so much of what is bottled up inside.
I remember when, I played piano, and if a song was rather challenging, I would stop inhaling and exhaling. As far as I consciously knew, as breathing is involuntary. Even my piano teacher pointed it out. I took piano for ten years, when the songs became more challenging, much more of a joy it was to play feet, hands, eyes, and listening all at the same precise time.
In my senior year, I quit piano, as my schedule became fuller. Starting my academic run, my stress level rose. I also had attained a hard spirit, thus meaning being hard on myself, not giving myself or others a break. Even as I have written that sentence I felt the anxiety brew inside.
Usually, I enjoy being with people as much as allotted, as I am an introvert. There are times I must spend alone and recharge, think, write, empty, breathe.
Then another day starts, my day gets planned as it goes on, little stressors are here and there, and I forget to acknowledge God about my problems. If it isn't present, it is the past.
Then I began thinking. Why hang on? Depress myself, choose to be sad, critical, alone...I mean, introverted people are usually quiet, awkward around new people, think a lot, at least for me, I deal with a lot of things internally, or internal things. I do talk to God a lot.
As this day progressed, I saw myself as getting easier, happier, and letting Jesus do it. Life is much easier. It isn't meaning that I'm dropping my introverted tendencies.
It means that I'm breathing.
Take a night, vegg out, sit, relax, it doesn't have to be the weekend. It can be now. Put the stressors at a stand still.
In....
Out....
Think about it. Tomorrow is a new day.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Serenity
In midst of class today, I noticed my life was a little off focus, chaotic, and stress level elevated. It had been that way for awhile.
Well, because Jesus got out of center. I noticed, I needed Him in my life; because I was trying to do it on my own. Well, as He spoke, "Without You I am nothing." Tis true, that were but mere flesh and dust, but amazingly His power and presence puts the chaos and stress on hold, and His peace is in the middle.
Ah...it is refreshing. Alas, I'm human. The main promise that has been grounding is "I will never leave you. I will never forsake you." Heb 13:5.
Isn't this pretty simple?
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Another part is that it is simpler to let Him take care of things. I know we want to control and make things happen for ourselves. Reckon we do have free will......but it is like, I don't want to make a decision without His guidance.
Today I have noticed particularly that maturing has set in. It might possibly be from insecurity of how I am now. I think it mainly has to do with wanting to improve myself. This whole confidence thing brings numerous attributes a long with it.
It is unexplainably more relieving to have confidence in thyself, to conduct in a kind manner, to look nice. As some say, "you look better, you feel better."
This doesn't mean to throw away who I am. No.
It is a very serious thing that I remain who I am. I have tried to be something for somebody, and perfect, even for Christ to do His works. I read today online, "If someone has called you weird, then good! That means you can be yourself." It is so true. I would rather be myself and find people who love that.
It takes away your energy anyway to try to conduct yourself in someone else's mold.
Because, lets face it: God made a perfect mold for YOU alone, and I can be imperfect because He loves me. For me.
SO I'd rather mature in who I am and see what God uses it for.
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Things to be:
A teacher
A social worker.
A teacher and a social worker.
A writer.
Jesus, please help me figure this out.
Jesus loves you.....
Well, because Jesus got out of center. I noticed, I needed Him in my life; because I was trying to do it on my own. Well, as He spoke, "Without You I am nothing." Tis true, that were but mere flesh and dust, but amazingly His power and presence puts the chaos and stress on hold, and His peace is in the middle.
Ah...it is refreshing. Alas, I'm human. The main promise that has been grounding is "I will never leave you. I will never forsake you." Heb 13:5.
Isn't this pretty simple?
____________________________________________________________________________________________
Another part is that it is simpler to let Him take care of things. I know we want to control and make things happen for ourselves. Reckon we do have free will......but it is like, I don't want to make a decision without His guidance.
Today I have noticed particularly that maturing has set in. It might possibly be from insecurity of how I am now. I think it mainly has to do with wanting to improve myself. This whole confidence thing brings numerous attributes a long with it.
It is unexplainably more relieving to have confidence in thyself, to conduct in a kind manner, to look nice. As some say, "you look better, you feel better."
This doesn't mean to throw away who I am. No.
It is a very serious thing that I remain who I am. I have tried to be something for somebody, and perfect, even for Christ to do His works. I read today online, "If someone has called you weird, then good! That means you can be yourself." It is so true. I would rather be myself and find people who love that.
It takes away your energy anyway to try to conduct yourself in someone else's mold.
Because, lets face it: God made a perfect mold for YOU alone, and I can be imperfect because He loves me. For me.
SO I'd rather mature in who I am and see what God uses it for.
__________________________________________________________________________
Things to be:
A teacher
A social worker.
A teacher and a social worker.
A writer.
Jesus, please help me figure this out.
Jesus loves you.....
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