I’d like to talk to you for a minute about this thing I hear people say about Christians: look at them, they can do whatever they like and get away with it… I had someone comment on my blog once … Continue reading
so there was this guy who was very powerful, he was king and he could basically do whatever he liked – nobody would dare to stand in his way. he saw a woman and fancied her, and hey, so what … Continue reading
Remember being a teenager? That part of our lives when we feel like the grown-ups don’t understand anything, our parents are totally unreasonable in their demands, and if only they could leave us alone… So you come home in the … Continue reading
There was this thing doing the rounds on the internet recently, someone’s attempt at summing up the Bible in a fun sort of internet lingo sort of way. You may have seen it, and you may have even smiled – … Continue reading
Lord, I come to you
that it’s sorted
knowing that all the stuff I’ve said and done
all the evil thoughts I’ve nursed
all the nasty, yucky stuff that’s in me –
it’s all sorted, dealt with, nailed to the cross where you died.
I thank you,
my wonderful Saviour,
that through your blood I can be cleansed and forgiven
I can come to the Creator of the whole world and call him Daddy
I can confess to him the stuff that I feel guilty about
knowing that he isn’t waiting to beat me up with a big stick
though I do deserve it
knowing that you already took the beating
so I can come to the Almighty God, King of the Universe,
confessing the stuff I’m guilty of,
knowing that it’s already dealt with
knowing that his answer will always be the same:
neither do I condemn you. go and sin no more.
Thank you, Jesus.
© Meirav M. 2014
my name is meirav and I’m human and fallible and not always very nice. my heart is not full of love and beautiful stuff. there is ugliness in there. selfishness. yucky stuff. and in one sense it isn’t ok, and then in another sense it is – it’s sorted. sorted by the only one who could.
thank you, Jesus, my saviour, my messiah, my lord and master, my God. thank you that it’s not up to me to somehow magically make myself ok, by some impossible exercise of willpower. thank you that you have done it, and all I have to do is hang onto you for dear life. safe, like a child in a papoose carrier. safe in you. safe because of you. saved.
Just seen the film Amish Grace and thought I’d throw my thoughts here – raw and jumbled as they are. Good film. Emotionally hard to watch, obviously – a movie about children being killed by a guy that walks into … Continue reading
Jesus says to go talk to your brother in private, try and sort it out quietly between you. Don’t go gossiping, venting, sharing with everyone else how this other person has treated you – go talk to this person first … Continue reading
The subject of forgiveness keeps coming up for me lately. I wrote here about one important lesson I’ve been learning (and practising) recently – that as a Christian I’m commanded to forgive simply because God has forgiven me, not because … Continue reading