At least one person is saved every single day. At least one person becomes a brother or sister of ours in Christ every single day. At least one person decides that he or she wants to spend eternity glorifying Him instead of his or herself every single day.
If that’s not a reason to celebrate every minute of every day —
if that’s not a reason to constantly walk with Him in prayer —
if that’s not a reason to smile at whoever comes your way —
if that’s not a reason to be thankful for what you have and optimistic for what God will soon give you —
then I don’t know what is.
(FYI: just this past week, just in my city, we have over 100 new disciples. I think that calls for some worship and happiness.)
FACT: Every human on this earth deserves Hell.
FACT: There is no sin greater than another—apart from the sin of blaspheming against the personal gift of the Holy Spirit.
FACT: Jesus, God in the flesh, interceded for us. He took our place as the one who deserved Hell, and took our rightful punishment upon Himself.
FACT: Jesus overcame death itself by resurrecting.
FACT: Because of Him, we now are seen as pure, free from sin, in God’s sight; and therefore now, have an avenue to Heaven. When before, there was no way.
FACT: YOU ARE LOVED.
Jesus isn’t some motivational figure that inspires you to change for the better.
He’s the One that saves you, the One who draws you, and the One who transforms you.
Don’t reduce Jesus to some puny, far off celebrity.
He’s the omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent Creator God.
Don’t rob Him of that.
It’s sad the microscopic number of people who know and walk with God. All I can do is pray and ask God, the Real God, the Living God, beg Him to send me, to put His words in my mouth, to use me as a vessel. I am Your lamp, put Your fire and oil in me and place me conspicuously for all to see You. Please. It really is sad - to see the darkness that covers the world, the shadows that most live in. It’s everywhere. In every country, every interaction, every government, that lives without Him. Many who claim to know Him, don’t. They have not come to truly meet Him. Many who have belief in Jesus, do not have relationship with God, no true revelation of His existence and His character. Yet the only requirement for this, there’s just one, is… to open your heart. Give Him a chance to prove Himself. To those who are searching, He wants you to know He’s searching for you, too. Never has there been anyone or anything like Him. He is real; as is the Anti-Christ. Even as the New Testament was being written, the Anti-Christ was out in the world. Unfortunately, very, the world has been severely lied to. And misconception is the foundation of their ideology.
I was lied to, too. I didn’t know God as a kid growing up - but I did know of him. I hated going to church as I grew older: I never had proper attire for it, and didn’t feel good I think, with the people I had to attend with. I also tried to listen but God was so far off in what I heard… I couldn’t understand it. I tried still to know Him, but I never did. I grew up with my share of depression (since 8 years-old), and it lasted until August 2010. It took its steeps and its climbs - but remained ever present. There was a break in between, though. That was when I was 16 going on 17. I read a book and it altered my way of life “for good.” I believed every word I read in that book. The first time I read it, I was filled with an indescribable immense peace. The concepts shared in the book had been unheard of by me. I was so moved. I stopped believing in the “Christian God.” I declared myself unaffiliated with any religion. I thought I knew the truth. I thought that whoever did not know what I knew, was lost. I identified myself with my controversial beliefs. I really invested myself, dived completely into what I now believed. I radicalized my thinking, my decisions. The more I did this, the deeper I climbed into a very dark abyss that was trying to engulf me entirely. I was falling deeper and deeper into a hole that, had I not been saved, could have succeeded in leading me into my suicide.
The darkness that engulfed me day and night was impenetrable. It was unbearable. I became like a drowning man grasping at anything that could help me remain afloat. I read ANYTHING. Watched videos by “enlightened” men, read about “enlightenment”, searched for so long, day and night, tried so much… couldn’t find it. I was so ineffably lost. Take these words literally. Ineffably - hard to describe the depths of my turmoil, my misunderstanding. Lost - talking about psychologically twisted, spiritually dead. Reality was beginning to mix with daydream - I lived in a surreal world that stemmed from my own longing and invention - LITERALLY. Perhaps only by enumerating the beliefs and thoughts that I entertained, could you see just how crazy I was. Because, as much as I wouldn’t like to word this, what was happening was that: I was going insane, in the most clinical and literal sense of the word. And the foundation for every single one of these thoughts came from so-called “God.” Not one of the ideas that I entertained did I formulate without the help of that book I read when I was 16. This book is translated into dozens of languages, is a best-seller, is not unique (the author has created dozens of books inspired by “God”), and is sold in the hundreds of millions around the world. This is just from one man. There have been dozens upon dozens of men who have spewed their own collections of “truths” and “self-knowledges” resonating in the same tones. And they have been if not equally, than more successful. To say nothing of those who have never read these books, who “follow” and “believe” in the Christian faith, but are yet living without God.
(The above was written so long ago by me — last December — that I don’t know how to finish it. But I’d at least like to post this much. But there will be a second part to this, a continuation.)
And if you’d like to let Him in… then all you need to do is inwardly say, “Jesus, here’s my heart. Enter my life. I let you in. I’m giving you this chance.” And outwardly express,
Dear Jesus. I recognize that I am a sinner, and I repent of all my sins. Please come and dwell inside my heart, and be my Lord and Savior. I thank you for the sacrifice you made for me on the cross. Please help me to know you. I want a relationship with you. In Jesus’s name. Amen.
I love you, O Lord, my strength.
The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer,
my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge,
my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
I call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised,
and I am saved from my enemies.
The cords of death encompassed me;
the torrents of destruction assailed me
the cords of Sheol entangled me;
the snares of death confronted me.
In my distress I called upon the Lord;
to my God I cried for help.
From his temple he heard my voice,
and my cry to him reached his ears.
…He sent from on high, he took me;
he drew me out of many waters.
He rescued me from my strong enemy
and from those who hated me,
for they were too mighty for me.
They confronted me in the day of my calamity,
but the Lord was my support.
He brought me out into a broad place;
he rescued me, because he delighted in me.
…For it is you who light my lamp;
the Lord my God lightens my darkness.
For by you I can run against a troop,
and by my God I can scale a wall.
This God—his way is perfect;
the word of the Lord proves true;
he is a shield for all those who take refuge in him.
For who is God, but the Lord?
And who is a rock, except our God?—
the God who equipped me with strength
and made my way blameless.
…I pursued my enemies and overtook them,
and did not turn back till they were consumed.
I thrust them through, so that they were not able to rise;
they fell under my feet…
I beat them fine as dust before the wind;
I cast them out like the mire of the streets.