That moment transformed the misfit I was into a woman of God. As I went through High School I kept forgetting to rely on God and praise him through the joy and through the pain. I often found myself making my own dreams and goal, I tried to make them happen myself and nothing would work out. As I began to trust Lord more, I realized He had the perfect plan for my life. I had a choice to follow it or keep living my life
Also at this point of the film, a series of questions popped into my mind: Wait, what about my purpose of living? Was there anything that I have done, but regret, so I did something else to redeem myself? I would never have thought of such question until I came across this scene. What made this production so persuading is its closeness to
By genuinely loving him, with joy, and pleasure and doing everything God commands. After, the passing of my brother and my overwhelming college experience. I had finally understood and learned the word of Christ. The fact that I started to get more involved in my church was terrific doing so much such as going on mission trips, singing in the choir, and sharing my past experiences to help others. I felt like a brand new person as if God had to rebuild me with his grace, and promises.
I had almost completely given up on praying because I didn’t know how he would beat the odds, how his heart would be able to make it through it, and how he had gotten lucky way too many times already. Without my faith I was lost in my sadness, and I felt like I didn’t deserve to belong in this situation. No one at my age deserves to be in a situation like
“God must work through other people. He does not act in a vacuum or in a corner. People are wrong when they ask, ‘Where was God?’ The question really should be, ‘Where were the people who should have been there to help?’” 6 I had so many friends to help me. My decision to hide my condition from them only delayed all the support, concern, and love they continue to show me. Not only will I be forever grateful to all of them, I also learned a very valuable lesson I will never
It doesn’t happen very often, but every once in a while, I complain directly to God about something that’s bothering me. Last week, my frustration with an ongoing issue finally got to the point that one of my thoughts went up to God in the form of a question: Why can’t you just have an angel appear to me in a dream and tell me what to do? I’m tired of playing these cat and mouse games where I’m always struggling to try to figure out what I should do. Of course, I immediately felt guilty about addressing God in that manner. Who did I think I was?
God says Why don’t you look at that friend the way I see them? Why don’t you look at that issue the way I see it? He said these people don’t have a clue what to do and you’re going to judge them. I’m going to say it again: All the years I’ve been counseling I cannot recall on one hand the number of people who actually did something just to hurt somebody else. Almost all of my counsel deals with those people who did something and by default it hurt somebody else.
When I was seven I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior for myself. It was at this time I realized I could not make it into Heaven on the salvation of my parents and that even though I had loved Jesus for as long as my seven-year-old mind could remember I had not said the sinner’s prayer. When the altar call came at Children’s Church (which I rarely attended) that Sunday I made that commitment. My relationship with my family is forever growing. I have two brothers and a sister whom are biologically related to me.