I am overwhelmed by his smile
His magic dances through my heart
It shows in my tears,
Scares away my fears.
I fall down at his feet
Reaching out just to feel
Oh! How you love me!
How you love me!
Now I feel the heat of the sun
The warmth of his heart
I’m overwhelmed by his smile,
overwhelmed by his love.
I find that a lot of people have disconnected sin with God. As in:
“I love God”
“I know I’m really trying to quit”
This is what a friend of mine said to me as I saw her smoking a cigarette, underaged, and in front of a church building.
People need to take these sins seriously. It pains me to see people who think they know and love God, and then continue to sin as if God has no say in it. God is bigger than every single human desire that exists. God is more powerful than the urge to light that cigarette. God is bigger than addictions, and if people only had the mind to earnestly pray for God to break the addiction, it would be more than done. God has more power than any human, or thing, on this earth. It would be nice to for once see people believe that.
He just keeps making me new
Does that even make sense? Absolutely not!
But He is
And it is incredible
This post is for those people who feel the need to define the actions of others- who put down anything that their opinion stops to glare at for a while. It is sickening how the people around me- some of my own friends and family, have put it on themselves to judge my thoughts, words, actions, beliefs, etc. They believe strongly that there is one correct way of living life: their way.
I have struggled a battle of growing up. I turned 18 almost three weeks ago. I am becoming my own person, making my own decisions, holding my own standards. Some people always told me I was mature for my age. My father believed I was independent.
I was always blunt in my way of living (mostly to blame for this is my extreme impulsiveness). I was never afraid to hold my own opinions (though reluctant to voice them) but I was my own person since the day I was born. The problem was, I was never normal. Though now more than ever, this has been my daily battle. As a child, I followed my parents’ orders (though not always without a fight) and was part of a family. Now I’m an adult and I’m rearranging my life accordingly. I’m making my own decisions, living to my own standards.
The way I live is not normal. And my family and friends have a problem with this. The past couple years, my abnormalities have been ever present, and hanging over it was its evident judgment from its observers.
I am here to tell all of you, that everyone has been dealt a different path of life. Some will grow up, go to university, buy a home, get married and have a family, and retire quietly. Others find their way into the life of a missionary, serving without comfort that others have. Some people may become artists, living on dime.
There is no right or wrong path.
And I hope somewhere along the lines, the people who judge me may come to realize this. I have been granted by God the knowledge and awareness of the severity of peoples’ own judgement, though I myself still struggle with judging people as well.
I want the world to stop looking down on me because I chose to live my life differently from other people. And I want to grow accepting of the fact that I will be dealt unnecessary judgement from the world because of it- because, unfortunately, sin will be ever-present on the earth, especially in me, save my relief from the burdens of this world and my resurrection with Christ into eternity.
I am glad to God that He has chosen my path for me and all the aftershocks that come with it.