I don’t know why I think about God so much in the morning. But I guess it’s probably the best thing to think about. What else really matters
Priorities. I’ve decided that Spending time with God is a priority over sleep. If I can’t sacrifice sleep for the God of the universe, how can I say I’d die for Him?
You could argue that God cares about us and would want us to get more sleep/rest to help us. But if that’s your argument then I’d say you haven’t truly experienced real interaction with God.
Yeah you can say I read my bible and pray and go to church. Let me tell you, there is more! We may think, yeah God hears us or is around us, but I encourage you to see personal interaction with Spirit of God. Its more
I feel like following Jesus is an all or nothing thing.
If you believe He died for your sins, then there is no reason to not go all in and get the most of what God offers and desires.
If you don’t believe that then going to church or praying or stuff like that means nothing. So why do it?
If you haven’t made up your mind or are still figuring stuff out. Go for it. Research. Check stuff out. But eventually ya gotta make a decision.
I don’t know why I have total self-control one day and none the next. That’s how my life has been. But I continually ask God to give me strength. Cuz every moment is a battle. It’s not *click* I’m forgiven, life is easy. Lol THE STRUGGLE IS REAL. always. Always fighting my flesh. Always striving for relationship with God. Always pursuing love.
A short poem: “I spend all my time looking out windows but make no effort to go outside.
I spend all my time looking out windows but pay no attention to what is happening inside”
From what I’ve noticed, most depression happens when people stop doing things. Stop socializing. Stop working. That’s not to say all depression happens because of that. It’s just a rut that’s hard to get out of unless you’re forced to. I’ve seen so many people become prisoners of their house. Prisoners of their own mind. Their head tells them that they don’t want to go do thing. It tells them that they can’t. And the longer they don’t do anything the harder it gets.
These people become dependent on family or friends or the government to live their daily lives. And eventually feel entitled to that aid because they can’t help themselves.
I want sooooo bad to be able to help these people. I want to help them get out of their comfort zone and experience new thing. To enjoy new things. To learn a work ethic. To be able to enjoy the ability to support yourself. It feels so good when you know that you worked for what you have. All the sweat and early mornings or nights you put into putting good on the table or gas in your car. You did it. You can do it. I know you can. I believe in you.
Sometimes I like to crash. Helps me know I’m pushing the limit enough