herlucidlife

I’m literally doing my favorite thing, writing about my favorite being. I love talking about Jesus. I love hearing about Jesus. I love seeing others talk about Jesus and it’s weird because not everyone thinks the way I do about Jesus, but I pray their doubt carries me deeper into Him. Deeper into knowledge about the Father, so I can share His love better. I’ve often referred to myself as a late bloomer, rushing to meet the timeline I planned out for myself. I like to think I consider God’s timeline more yet my feelings say the latter. I get frustrated with myself when it seems others are miles ahead of me. Too busy looking in other people’s lanes and not minding my own. Perhaps my lane is right on time for the blessing God has scheduled. 

I got a little discouraged looking at this young man’s life and the zeal he had for God, it made me question my own loyalty to the calling placed in my heart. Trading one evil for the other, drinking my sorrows away, nothing is found at the end of a bottle or glass except the very thing I was running away from. Smoking or sipping, nothing comes from it but bodily harm and a mind that is numbed from the grief I really didn’t want to feel. Inadvertently teaching my mind it’s okay to reach for substance rather than God…we all know that is a lie. I had finally gotten to a point where I wasn’t grieving or being sad over past losses. Yet, life happened and now I’m pondering over the godly purpose put in my spirit. Have I done enough? God will answer that question when I see Him. 

I think about the word “exile” and how the Bible describes Nehemiah chapter seven as being the return of the exiles. The bringing back of those that were kicked out and ostracized. Mimicking the creature to Creator relationship with Jesus we too are banished from God’s presence separated from Him. Jesus dying on the cross called us home, for those who believe He lived on this earth, crucified on the cross, rising on the third day through faith we are called home. No longer expelled from God’s grace, we can come into His presence. Separation is not the only option anymore. Sin created by one man at the beginning exiled us all from God’s grace. I don’t own the rights to salvation, so I can not lose or gain any more salvation than what Jesus Himself has granted me. If you don’t believe it is never too late to trust and put faith in Him as long as you’re breathing air.

My purpose is to make sure others know they no longer have to be evicted living in the only option plausible, this sinfully wicked world. Jesus grants a new way of life; sin is no longer mandatory but optional meaning He gives a way out of temptation’s desires that it doesn’t turn into sin. I look back and I see how I’ve become better through Jesus, perfection only meant for the heavenly side. Every resource is meant to share God’s Gospel message. Every encounter with people is to be used as an opportunity to spread God’s Word through physical way of life and words spoken from the mouth. I get distracted by the resources and sometimes forget the purpose behind it all, I fall short missing marks all the time some on purpose. 

Yet, when I look back and see the growth I understand it was nothing but God saving me everyday from myself.