Crazy Love and Crazy Life
My Small group has started reading "Crazy Love" by Francis Chan and it is extremely challenging and satisfying at the same time. One of the most recent things I read from it (though it was playing catch up from last week), was about 2 people who had died, but lived out their lives for Christ. One was a middle-aged man who was speaking at a funeral and died right after sharing the gospel with the crowd. The other was a 14 year old girl who wanted her life to be a representation of Christ's love since she was 12.
As I read this, I thought to the day I die. I've thought to this before, and No, I'm not a depressed or morbit person at all, but eveyone thinks about that day. I often ask the questions: How many people would be there? Will there be lots of crying? Will my wishes be carried out? What will people say? How will I be remembered? As I ask these question I can only think of one thing I'd want to stand out above the rest when people remember my name and that's, "That Alex May was a solid, undivided souled out christian who loved...."
In these days, as a teenager, I often find myself having difficulty to love. And it always seems to be difficulty in loving my family. I love them dearly, but sometimes it's just hard to love. I'm sure many of you (my infinitely invisible readers) have found it hard to love at times as well. But I just want to live out a life of love, encouragement, solid, truth, undivided(ness), extravogence, and sheer excitement for the Heavenly Father who loves me so much.
I have given much thought to the question, "If someone held a gun up to your head and told you to denounce the name of Christ and everything it is worth, or else they'd shoot you dead, would you do it?" My answer is, No. I will not denounce the name of Christ because His love for me is infinite and at that moment I would see Him. I would be honored to die a martyr if that means one more person could see God's love through my life. In the book, "Kisses from Katie," She says, "I have yet to find in scripture where God has called us to be safe...." Y'all, Christ was ridiculed, beaten, humiliated, and shamed on that cross. But He cried out, "It is Finished!" and took the sins from us.
Christians have gotten so lukewarm these days that just by reading a facebook page, I wouldn't be sure if you were a Christian or not by what you post. There HAS TO BE a difference or else what good are we doing by failing to spread the truth?
These are just some things going through my mind today. I am still working, at 17, on sharing the gospel with people. I will tell you my story anytime and maybe that's proof enough, but there is always more. Do not be afraid to speak words, because if there is obviously difference in someone's life and no meat or no words to explain what that difference is... the viewer will not know.
"Let my life be the proof, the proof of You Love."
For His Glory
p.s.... can I please be a neverland kid...growing up and getting a job and paying for things is not exactly fun.. it's reality. And it's smacking me in the face lol.
As I read this, I thought to the day I die. I've thought to this before, and No, I'm not a depressed or morbit person at all, but eveyone thinks about that day. I often ask the questions: How many people would be there? Will there be lots of crying? Will my wishes be carried out? What will people say? How will I be remembered? As I ask these question I can only think of one thing I'd want to stand out above the rest when people remember my name and that's, "That Alex May was a solid, undivided souled out christian who loved...."
In these days, as a teenager, I often find myself having difficulty to love. And it always seems to be difficulty in loving my family. I love them dearly, but sometimes it's just hard to love. I'm sure many of you (my infinitely invisible readers) have found it hard to love at times as well. But I just want to live out a life of love, encouragement, solid, truth, undivided(ness), extravogence, and sheer excitement for the Heavenly Father who loves me so much.
I have given much thought to the question, "If someone held a gun up to your head and told you to denounce the name of Christ and everything it is worth, or else they'd shoot you dead, would you do it?" My answer is, No. I will not denounce the name of Christ because His love for me is infinite and at that moment I would see Him. I would be honored to die a martyr if that means one more person could see God's love through my life. In the book, "Kisses from Katie," She says, "I have yet to find in scripture where God has called us to be safe...." Y'all, Christ was ridiculed, beaten, humiliated, and shamed on that cross. But He cried out, "It is Finished!" and took the sins from us.
Christians have gotten so lukewarm these days that just by reading a facebook page, I wouldn't be sure if you were a Christian or not by what you post. There HAS TO BE a difference or else what good are we doing by failing to spread the truth?
These are just some things going through my mind today. I am still working, at 17, on sharing the gospel with people. I will tell you my story anytime and maybe that's proof enough, but there is always more. Do not be afraid to speak words, because if there is obviously difference in someone's life and no meat or no words to explain what that difference is... the viewer will not know.
"Let my life be the proof, the proof of You Love."
For His Glory
p.s.... can I please be a neverland kid...growing up and getting a job and paying for things is not exactly fun.. it's reality. And it's smacking me in the face lol.
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