What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death? Romans 7:24
Subject to death. That seems to linger in my head. As I identify as a Christian, I may very well be, the complete opposite. Here's why: I have given up on trying to do the "right" thing.
Lately, I've been reading a book about pride. Not just any book over pride, a CHRISTIAN one. This book is a good read, it honestly showed me what a crappy person I am. BUT, if it wasn't for that book I wouldn't have realized WHY I was miserable, and also WHY people don't want to talk to me.
Proud,smug,haughty. These are the things I am and will be. I got to be this way when I got saved by Jesus. Now I am not blaming Jesus for making me proud,smug,haughty, but, myself. See, peeps my issue here is that I got very caught up in being good here's why. "Whoever has my commands and keeps them is the one who loves me. The one who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I too will love them and show myself to them." John 14:21. Sounds good right? Well the more I tried to "keep" them, the more I became disgusted at the "sinners" and "non believers". My very best friend is a atheist, and we had a couple of those 'oh crap not these subjects conversations'. It created so much friction between us. He couldn't speak about anything "immoral" without offending me. Now who wants to hangout with someone like that? So I became the very thing I hate. A hypocrite. "I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do." Romans 7:15.
I became angry with myself. I became tired of putting on the fake shell that I was so used too. I wasn't a even person anymore. All I tried to do was be perfect and please God but in the process becoming a judgemental monster. "Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?" Matthew 7:3. Blind is what I am and what I've become.
What I've changed and now done. I am now a frequent sinner as per textbook definition, and well I simply don't hold back my former self. The self that's always been in me but has been crushed by the weight of do right. Now here's my take: life isn't going to be about being perfect at all. In fact there's no point to it. No point into forcing myself to be something I am not. I simply going to live out my sinful life as it is.
Now on the flip, here's my new grand philosophy on the bible. I no longer see myself as the better one in God's eye rather that, I am the same as every other dirty human. So now with that in place, I am free to discuss everything and anything with my atheist friend. I remember why we became friends in the first place. lol. Not only so, I can find what I feel as a real meaning to live. To serve others. That's right. To simply help others for the sake of helping. Nothing more. What else can you do? What is the point of living then? “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” John 13:34.
There it is to me in nutshell. I simply don't care if I swear or if I think of a woman lustfully. It's more important to me to be real about reality and serve others than anything else. What else matters? We all die anyways... and that's another topic. Im tired of writing this thing. Leave ur comments peeps. peace.
Subject to death. That seems to linger in my head. As I identify as a Christian, I may very well be, the complete opposite. Here's why: I have given up on trying to do the "right" thing.
Lately, I've been reading a book about pride. Not just any book over pride, a CHRISTIAN one. This book is a good read, it honestly showed me what a crappy person I am. BUT, if it wasn't for that book I wouldn't have realized WHY I was miserable, and also WHY people don't want to talk to me.
Proud,smug,haughty. These are the things I am and will be. I got to be this way when I got saved by Jesus. Now I am not blaming Jesus for making me proud,smug,haughty, but, myself. See, peeps my issue here is that I got very caught up in being good here's why. "Whoever has my commands and keeps them is the one who loves me. The one who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I too will love them and show myself to them." John 14:21. Sounds good right? Well the more I tried to "keep" them, the more I became disgusted at the "sinners" and "non believers". My very best friend is a atheist, and we had a couple of those 'oh crap not these subjects conversations'. It created so much friction between us. He couldn't speak about anything "immoral" without offending me. Now who wants to hangout with someone like that? So I became the very thing I hate. A hypocrite. "I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do." Romans 7:15.
I became angry with myself. I became tired of putting on the fake shell that I was so used too. I wasn't a even person anymore. All I tried to do was be perfect and please God but in the process becoming a judgemental monster. "Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?" Matthew 7:3. Blind is what I am and what I've become.
What I've changed and now done. I am now a frequent sinner as per textbook definition, and well I simply don't hold back my former self. The self that's always been in me but has been crushed by the weight of do right. Now here's my take: life isn't going to be about being perfect at all. In fact there's no point to it. No point into forcing myself to be something I am not. I simply going to live out my sinful life as it is.
Now on the flip, here's my new grand philosophy on the bible. I no longer see myself as the better one in God's eye rather that, I am the same as every other dirty human. So now with that in place, I am free to discuss everything and anything with my atheist friend. I remember why we became friends in the first place. lol. Not only so, I can find what I feel as a real meaning to live. To serve others. That's right. To simply help others for the sake of helping. Nothing more. What else can you do? What is the point of living then? “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” John 13:34.
There it is to me in nutshell. I simply don't care if I swear or if I think of a woman lustfully. It's more important to me to be real about reality and serve others than anything else. What else matters? We all die anyways... and that's another topic. Im tired of writing this thing. Leave ur comments peeps. peace.