From My Perspective

I've recently been spiritually reawakened and with that comes doing things and saying things to people, particularly unbelievers, with an eternal perspective attitude.

I'm not ranting or raving or writing with an ounce of negativity here. These are just some of my ideas expressed in a completely neutral and respectful tone filled with notes of genuine care and sincerity.

I realize that some people do not believe in God. I respect people's belief and their freewill but that's not going to stop me from voicing out mine. It's not something I'm actively choosing to do; it's what I have to do. Not because I want to or feel comfortable doing so but it's what God wants. Now, don't get me wrong, I want to tell people but sometimes the uncomfort feeling gets overwhelming. It doesn't matter though because I know that these people will understand someday, be it good or bad. They will either be extremely grateful or filled with the worst regret ever. Say you didn't believe and go about your life. What if you're wrong? It's not something you can be wrong about. You just can't. It's like my one quote: people insure their cars, they insure their homes, they even insure their own lives, but they don't take the time to insure their souls. The one thing that matters.

You have to understand that I'm not just going to let you sit there when I see you making the wrong decision. The worst one of your life. It's what anyone would do on this earth. You see someone drowning, jump in and save them. See someone choking, perform heimlich. For any earthly troublesome encounter, the human spirit is to help. So why is that any different when it comes to the soul? If someone saved me from drowning I would be thankful toward them. The difference is that with the spirit, the process is drawn out. You have to wait longer to experience the results of the other person's helpfulness. On earth, it's easier to be grateful for someone saving your life because they save you while you are in the process of dying. With the spirit, it's harder to be as grateful because you are saved before you are actually dying.
You see, you can't afford to get this whole believing thing wrong. It's hit or miss. It might seem like this stuff is being forced upon you if you don't believe. But is it really? I think that yeah, some people do go about it the wrong way and shove stuff down people's throat. That's not what I do or what I intend to do. I simply tell people the plain truth. You have to distinguish between the two: shoving and telling. So many times I think people think that they're being shoved upon when really that's just what they themselves feel. They feel it because it's something new and not necessarily because the person said it in a shoving manner. You get what I'm saying? Everything appears different on the outside looking in. But like I said, I'm not going to just sit back... I'm going to tell.

Just imagine being sent to hell, a place of torture and pain forever, knowing that you could of had a way out. You know it's your own fault that you are here because you remember the warnings of your friends. Now imagine being sent to hell but, even though you felt God's tug at your heart to accept Him and know deep down you made a conscious choice not to believe, still, no one bothered to tell you how to avoid this place. You were never told. They obviously knew how to stay away from this awful prison, because they're not here. They knew the way out but they didn't share it with you. I guess they didn't see the importance of telling you. I guess they didn't care strongly enough about you to voice their concern and now every minute is filled with despair and agony that you will never escape from. They knew full well of your beliefs and where you were heading but they for some petty reason didn't point it out. They were content in letting you be wrong. Why couldn't they of at least mentioned it, that way i would've been informed, you think to yourself. Maybe God and their concern would of been enough to convince me. What i would now give if they had only said something.
I DON'T WANT ANYONE I KNOW TO FEEL LIKE THAT.

You know, I think so many people are turned off by God because they link Him with religion. All these crazy extremists fighting holy wars and killing people. The truth is, God didn't create religion, we did. God didn't require you to go to church...just to be unified in Him. Does that make you see God any differently? It does for me. Believe me, I was at the front of the line for people who was fed up with God and these "holy wars"and whatnot. I didn't know what to believe. How could God really claim to be a loving God. I actually cursed to God and accused Him of things. I admit, it wasn't pretty at all so believe me when i say I know where people, perhaps you, are coming from. But then something amazing happened. I caught myself and realized I might be getting ahead of myself and assuming some things and so I asked God [desperately even pleadingly] for the truth. And within a short time I discovered it and realized a lesson that can only be learned once you're a believer: that things are so much different when you're on the inside looking out. And how much of a snare misunderstanding can be. That's one of Satan's #1 goals: to turn people away from God anyway he can.

Another thing people don't realize is that paying for your sins is a natural law. Just like the law of gravity is a law of nature; well so is paying for your sins. In the Old Testament, paying for your sins meant killing an innocent animal with sacrifice. For that's the price of sin: death. A death of an innocent to be more direct. We have it so easy. Say you are at the grocery store about to pay for a lot of groceries, say $300 worth. But just as you're about to pay someone else steps in and pays it for you. All you have to do is accept and say okay. You thank the person and you walk out together and get to talking and knowing each other over time. You find that they really are the nicest person you've ever met.

This is not much different than what we have to do. You see, everything is paid for. We just have to say yes and all our sins will be paid. You will see by getting to know this person that they really are the nicest person with the truest sincerity. The difference with us is that a part of saying yes is to agree to turn toward this person for assistance and to recognize them for being the only One who was willing to pay for you. A part of saying yes, is to go out and do your own act of kindness that resembles this one. Instead of paying the bill for someone, you have to give them a voucher with instructions that says how they can redeem their "free groceries".

It's a law for sins to be paid and if yours isn't than consequences have to be met just like if you neglect your loan payments. The consequence in this case comes in the form of a punishment. This punishment is death for that is the price of unpaid sin. Wait, I said above that the price of sin had to be an innocent death. You're not innocent so what gives? Death of an innocent is how you pay sin. Death in the form of eternal torment is how you repay sin. Repay, as in never paid, as in making a "late" payment. Or you can look at it like this: the price for sin changes once you die. You can either take the "on sale" price or the actual price. You have to pay one or the other. You can only buy "on sale" when you're alive, once you die you are locked in for the actual price if you didn't already get it on sale.
I don't know how much more lazier we can get. Christ already paid this sin for us, all we have to do is accept it and recognize it and get busy handing out those vouchers. How can you not like someone for doing/paying all that? It's amazing when you really think about it.

That's all I'm doing. I'm handing out these "vouchers" because that's part of what I said yes to. When you see an act of kindness, you want to imitate it with your own because that's how kindness spreads.
Dear Friend, this was and is always my intent.....

The Ant and the Contact Lens

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By: Author Unknown
Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing. Although she was scared to death, she went with her group to a tremendous granite cliff.
In spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took a hold on the rope, and started up the face of that rock. Well, she got to a ledge where she could take a breather. As she was hanging on there, the safety rope snapped against Brenda's eye and knocked out her contact lens. Well, here she is on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her and hundreds of feet above her. Of course, she looked and looked and looked, hoping it had landed on the ledge, but it just wasn't there. Here she was, far from home, her sight now blurry. She was desperate and began to get upset, so she prayed to the Lord to help her to find it.
When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye and her clothing for the lens, but there was no contact lens to be found. She sat down, despondent, with the rest of the party, waiting for the rest of them to make it up the face of the cliff. She looked out across range after range of mountains, thinking of that Bible verse that says, "The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth." She thought, "Lord, You can see all these mountains. You know every stone and leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens is. Please help me."
Finally, they walked down the trail to the bottom. At the bottom there was a new party of climbers just starting up the face of the cliff. One of them shouted out, "Hey, you guys! Anybody lost a contact lens?" Well, that would be startling enough, but you know why the climber saw it? An ant was moving slowly across the face of the rock, carrying it.
Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist. When he told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the contact lens, he drew a picture of an ant lugging that contact lens with the words, "Lord, I don't know why You want me to carry this thing. I can't eat it, and it's awfully heavy. But if this is what You want me to do, I'll carry it for You."
I think it would probably do some of us good to occasionally say, "God, I don't know why you want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it's awfully heavy. But if you want me to carry it, I will." God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called.

His Poem

Thank You for always being there

Even the times i accused You of being unfair
That was in the beginning when i hardly knew You
Before i spread my wings into skies of blue
I was just a young eagle learning to fly
All i needed was Your gentle push to soar so very high
I've never been the type with that many friends
Something that always made my spirit descend
But now it doesn't bother me
For now i see
You're the perfect kind of friend
The One on which i can truly depend
I eagerly wait for the day to be where i belong
Going home and praising You in worship song
I'll do my job while I'm here on earth
Helping others to share in this wonderful rebirth
Thank You for always being there
For teaching me with the deepest level of care