It’s Jesus For Me

Been having some interesting conversations with some people lately.

A Jehovah’s Witness.

Someone into Reiki.

Someone who’s open to and been involved with multiple things.

I minored in philosophy and religious studies so I know a lil about several things.

I had an interesting thought when talking to the last person I mentioned.

All the religions that I know of, all the philosophy, all the astrology, all the everything have a root and basis in the Bible and what God created.

Truly.

So my thing is this: why fool with a cheap counterfeit?

I feel like, especially with why people came to what is now known as the United States, people just started creating stuff because they didn’t like what they were exposed to or a part of.

Just like Lucifer who became Satan, the prince of the air, people don’t want to submit to God’s authority.

Or they think they know better.

Or they didn’t like something.

Or they liked something a lil too much.

Now we have all these gods and versions of God that aren’t even truly Biblical.

Or we have Biblical things and principles that have been perverted and used in ways that are far from what God created, established, and intended.

While I respect the free will and choice that God has given us all, I’ve seen Him do too much.

It’s Jesus for me.

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Be Careful What You Ask For Cuz You Just Might Get It

The title of this has been sitting in my drafts since 12-19-20. I honestly forgot that it was there until I went to my drafts to finish two other posts.

I have slept a lot since then. I have no earthly idea the context of the thought.

It applies to sooooooooo many things in my life.

The one thing that it applies to the most is slightly apropos. Wisdom. Apropos because that’s basically all Proverbs is and “we “are going through it “together”.

When I was younger, some person in some church something told us to ask for wisdom. I’m a pew baby a.k.a. I’ve been in church since I was conceived. Lol.

I have always, as far as I can remember, loved all things church and God. I took in and soaked up so much of what was said. Both to my detriment and benefit.

So, I asked God for wisdom. What I didn’t know and was not told was kinda vital. Hopefully, the person didn’t hide the ball on purpose. Hopefully, my telling you what I wasn’t doesn’t dissuade you from asking for it anyway.

Experience. That’s what was was left out. In order to obtain wisdom, I had to experience some stuff. Boy. At some point since, I think I said that I wouldn’t have asked had I known. The experiences have been difficult and painful. I wouldn’t change a thing though.

While it was hard to get the wisdom, it grew my relationship with Jesus. He was always there. Just like the footprints poem. Nothing in this world is better or matters more than a relationship with Jesus.

I got what I asked for. But it cost, costs me something. I know where I’m going though. The price was worth it. The price is worth it.

Paul said it best: for I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us (Romans 8:18 KJV).