So I have been thinking about death, life,and regrets lately. Mostly due to an individual from my home town that is battling cancer. Sometimes I wonder if I knew that I was going to die soon, I would be living my life totally different. But it shouldn't be differnet. I am not talking about quiting school, or going travelling, or any whims like that. Mostly it deals with storing my treasures in heaven. We are not immortal physical creatures and we will die. I am kinda getting sick of myself and this stagnet Chirstiany I have developed. This summer some of my friends and I had a college and career Bible study. We were going through the book of Mathew, when it hit me. Jesus did not come for the healthy people. He came for the sick, the hurt, needy, and oppressed. I often think about how much I hear this and get inspired to go help, reach out and that is about how far my motivation goes. Not that surrounding myself with Christian friends is bad, because it isn't, but I feel like I have made a little bubble of Marian's comfort christianity and I need to pop it. I firmly believe that when we go through certian situations in our life, how bad and sucky it may be, God works through it so that we, inturn go out and help people who are in a simular situation. The Gospel: what God has done for us, what God has done for me. I am learning that helping people may not be confined to the sterotypical soup kitchens or other various volunteer work( although it is something that I need to do). It may entitle something as simple actullay being real with people, or making an effort to sit down with someone who is stuggling and have a cup of coffee and let them talk, or building relationships with people who do not know Chirst or being a Big sister to a child who comes from a broken family.
"Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord," will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. Many will say to me on that day, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophsey in your name, and in your name drive out demons and perform many miracles?' Then I will tell them plainly, 'I never knew you. Away for me, you evildoers!"
"Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it's foundation is on the rock. But anyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash." Matt 7:24-27
Anyway, these verses really hit me......
2 comments:
Marian, you're awesome. I love you. I love your passion and your gift for truth. Thanks for saying what needs to be said. And email me your mailing address so I can get your long-overdue birthday card to you.
Marian! HI I am happy to finally be visiting your blog! This was a good one.....Thanks for the reminder.... it was really good for me. Love ya!!!
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