I think I've waited long enough. But then everyone gets poked with God's stick at some point.
I have been brought up a believer and came to Christ at the age of 16. Though I went through a very unfaithful time, I basically served Him all my life, but still didn't really meet up with Him until I had been in the pit for seven years straight - well into my 40s. I attacked Him at the time - I was so overcome with lies that I blamed Him for much of my misery. However I died meeting the truth of my bad life against Him and have mourned Him ever since.
The problem is we ourselves stamp out the truth of is presence within us, and our life line with Him we break, when we believe lies about God, ourselves or our neighbour and take in these horrible realities up within us, who oppress and torture us with their presence. Like hopelessness, distrust, unbelief, doubt, guilt, fear, despair, and all kind of other misery all because we fail to see the truth of God's love over us all, because we look at the wrongs alive within people and the institutions they create all around us, including ourselves.
Now it is true that sin is hopeless, for life in lies doesn't produce good life at all but very bad life indeed. However we all know that bad has no enduring life but will perish in the end.
For truth doesn't need anything or anyone to believe in, still truth will be true, completely unaffected by anything, truth will always come out on top., this is because true is true and lies are not.
I know all this is a very simply explanation for a very complex problem. The truth tells us that lies got into the truth and is now trying to rule this planet instead of the truth - this abomination is what has been happening inside of people alone, no one or nothing else listens to evil lies, and let them rule our and other peoples reality, apart of us humans.
To escape our reality in lies and get away with it can only happen through Jesus Christ - He is The Truth and The Life - in and with Him we are safe from the devastating power of the truth of our own deeds in wrong. Through forgiveness and grace God calls us sinners into His care, there is no more loving reality in the whole of the universe than our Heavenly Father. This is who Jesus (The truth of God's love,) wants you to meet, worship and adore, for He lone is worthy of all honour and praise.
So please don't mourn your bad life any longer, rather lay it down - time and again - and deny yourself the right to have more life in wrong - time and again -and dress in His good life - until all of you has entered through the narrow gate into His glory and celebrate life instead of wail it - time and again - as such is how eternal life in and with God's truth goes.
A poem I wrote about the amazing transformation my inner reality made when I met Jesus in my life and let Him take care of me.
The Beggar Of My Existence
Begging I lay beside the road, unable to get-up or move on.
Paralysed after a viscous assault when I was just a little kid
bloodied I stared at my wretched existence for many years.
Hope had gone, pain throbbing, hungry and thirsty, cold and alone,
the inner demons dragging me deeper and deeper down the drain,
helpless the wicked abused my life, robbing me of all my possessions.
Most of my life I lay there beside the road alone
I don't know how I survived my miserable existence,
by-passers often bashed me, blaming me for their hate.
At first I was raped night after night for years,
lately mainly tortured for cruel fun and cheap thrills,
oh yes, those wicked ones have been hurting me!
Not often have peels been part of my diet,
weeds, grass, rotten fruit and insects,
that's what I ate, such meagre meals.
I was skin over bones and smelled like sewage.
Walking dead, longing for an early ending.
I didn't feel worthy to carry the name human.
Suddenly I became aware of a pleasant aroma,
a beautifully perfumed visitor, a rich stranger,
he knelt beside beside me and took hold of me
I thought, maybe he'll give me something worthwhile,
I'd better ask quickly before he goes on his way,
normally the rich don't ever stop to talk to me!
Facing the visitor I croaked through parched lips,
please? I am unable to move and very hungry,
my last visitor abused me and I'm hurting bad,
could you spare me some food or money,
a sip of water, I'm so thirsty right now?
Expectantly I looked up into the man's eyes.
Chewing delicious bread I stared at the stranger,
the young wine had refreshed me completely
where did all this come from I wonder?
My taste-buds were in Heaven and so was I
I couldn't believe what I was hearing
I remember his lips pronounce the words;
"Shalom... Beloved...
..You're most welcome, my child," he said,
"Eat your fill, here, have another sip of wine,
your clothes are all worn, dirty and broken.
At home I have some new clean garments your size,
a warm bath and a place of safety and rest,
awaiting my dwelling-place high-up New Eden street."
That's what he said, and that's what he did for me!
Amazed I watched as out of nowhere servants arrived,
gently lifting me out of my grime and of the street,
carrying me along an all together different route,
right to the top of a most beautiful mountain hill,
halting before a mansion I didn't know could exist.
A doctor came and tended my wounds and sores
ointments soothing, smelling like fragrant herbs
a massage, gently, carefully rejuvenating me.
Years long ache disappearing, well-being arriving,
heaven on earth how could all this be for me,
when did I do anything to deserve this treatment?
A gentle knock on my door, as I lay sleeping
in a massive bedroom, adorned for royalty.
"You've been invited at The Feast tonight."
I recall this loving moment fleetingly pass by,
how lovely he looked standing there,
"and Dad said he likes to meet you as well."
I remember how confused I had been, Dad?
A party tonight, seeing Dad, who and what else?
Why is he looking after me so fantastically well?
My mind was in turmoil after all these events,
several hours ago I still lay dying in my filth,
and now..? now I was so alive and so fulfilled!
Gratitude arose like paradise restored within,
never before did I feel so much thankfulness,
I'd been rescued from a life of painful misery,
saved from the wretchedness of my existence,
restored to human dignity, loved and cared for,
deep down I knew Life had found me for good.
I hope I sparked a little hope again.
