LongTimeComing
Well-Known Member
I won't give up or give in.
Thinking Aloud:
The most piercing and permanent words that can ever be said is:
"I never knew you depart from me" (Mat 7:23)
I cannot think of anything ...more horrid than being separated from the presence of God eternally. The thought gives me chills...
...can you imagine being told that...
this reminds me of my great grand aunt ...
Mighty woman of God, so we thought ...
For most of her adult life Auntie M was saved, prayer band leader, mother of the church, wore the white dress shoes and hat, present everytime the church doors open...
She died at the age of 89, when the pastor came to her to give her last rights she went out cussing the most vile, filthiest words, "she bust hell wide open" (Bahamian vernacular).
She had a form of godliness...
@Iwanthealthyhair67
No, but I can imagine (somewhat) the feeling of fear and helplessness that would follow. Years ago I had a dream about judgment and I can tell you the feeling of helplessness I felt in that dream was indescribable. That dream is a great influence on my walk with Christ.
Amazing about your aunt. I too had an aunt who is now diseased. She professed to a be born-again christian for over 50 years. She would testify and have the church shouting. And she knew the Word and how to use it on you too. LOL The saints spoke well of her. My last memory however, was of her mean and hateful spirit which (IMO) was ungodly. God only knows if she changed.
Iwanthealthyhair67 so people really do sacrifice their life religiously but yet and still are missing the mark. It's going to be a pitiful momemt for those who knew the right road to take and didn't follow it. That's why I'm in constant prayer for the Lord to direct my paths. You can't just talk it you've got to walk it.
I'm taking heed...It's an individual affair...
Stop listening to all these other voices....learn to hear from the only voice that can save your soul.....and His name is Jesus!!!
InVue
my grand aunt was the sweetess woman you'd want to know, but it was all a facade 'inside' of the cup was exposed on her death bed, all her labour was in vain, it's sad really all those years wasted...yes, a walk of love and sacrifice...*sighs* at the bolded
*lays down superwoman cape*
I'm tired. I work 2 ft jobs and go to school ft. I try to find time to work out, shave my legs, go to church, do homework, or read a book. I feel selfish when I do do things like post on the forum- I'm usually procrastinating at work, or working out- I could be cleaning or doing homework.
I'm so mad at the younger me. I made so many mistakes and now I'm busting my butt to fix it. Lord will it end?!
I'm tired of doing it all.
I'm tired of the assumptions people have about why I do what I do.
Tired of choosing between church, homework, and sleep..
Tired of my head looking like a brillo pad on crack.
Tired of wearing closed toe shoes, because I have no time to work on my feet.
Tired of not having time to cry.
*picks up cape*
Thank you for letting me vent. Time to get back on the grind.
I hope whatever has taken over me stays like forever because I have never felt this peaceful in my 26 years on earth. I have happiness but something inside me feels like it has flipped or something has been removed. Maybe all the prayers from you ladies or maybe God even heard my prayer and my tears over the time and that I' m really want to grow in this thing. But ladies watch what you pray for. I mean it sounds cute when you singing oh God mold me,rebuild me,prune me that stuff will have you going through.
Just something for your listening pleasure and don't listen to this while driving I do and truly at times have to check myself bc then I would really have to say God take the wheel.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dxmBKGFsbo0
this reminds me of my great grand aunt ...
Mighty woman of God, so we thought ...
For most of her adult life Auntie M was saved, prayer band leader, mother of the church, wore the white dress shoes and hat, present everytime the church doors open...
She died at the age of 89, when the pastor came to her to give her last rights she went out cussing the most vile, filthiest words, "she bust hell wide open" (Bahamian vernacular).
She had a form of godliness...
What is the one verse you hold onto during a trial? Mine is "when I am afraid I will trust in you oh Lord, in God whose word I praise, in God who I trust, then I shall not be afraid." it's the one verse that really brings me comfort when I am afraid. I think it's because there are times when I do get afraid despite knowing I shouldn't. But even when I am afraid he brings me comfort. As humans we sometimes get afraid, but we can trust in you Oh Lord.
It's taken me way to long to get to this point but I am not my position I am in right now. I'm not a staffing coordinator I'm not a admin I am me. I just happen to play the role of such. For a long time I have been so horrid about my role and feeling way less than due to that. So many look down upon the help. So I will look to the hills for my source of who I am. I am not my hair nor am I my title.
There are some things that some Christians so that is just borderline witchcraft
the devil is such a deceiver
my cousin was just telling me about people in leadership positions in church
who are going to see "readers"
now these "readers" profess to be Christians themselves
ppl are paying to go see them to have the future told
or to be given things (like charms etc.) to run away evil spirits
it just sounds very........"witchy" to me
something in the water ain't clean with those practices/readers