There were new faces in our church. Always a good thing. I don't know why, but on days like today the need is real, very real, for those around me to know what I know. To know what I don't know yet, and know what I struggle with.
I know Jesus Christ really rose from the dead and now I can live in hope.
I know many if not most people would laugh at that. A couple of old men did yesterday when I was serving them (I'm a waitress at IHOP). But I didn't mind. I got to talk about what I love the most, and they were open to the discussion. People don't like talking about uncomfortable things like Jesus. People have been burned by the church, or are poisoned with misunderstandings of Christianity.
I don't know how everything works. I don't know God completely. He is a beautiful mystery. Beautiful.
I struggle with materialism, worry, hatred, apathy, jealousy, etc etc.
So as I said, Jesus is an uncomfortable topic. Uncomfortable because if he is really God, I mean really, like something is going to happen when you die, everyone has a choice to make. Follow God, or live for yourself.
Living for yourself will get you a lot of regrets when all is said and done.
Anyway, I looked around me, at the lost. I've been looking around me a lot lately. And I scream, "Please, Please know what I know!!! Find what I have found! I am no longer a slave to sin, but free in Christ! He died, DIED for you, and for people who will never bat an eye. Please..."
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