The gods of man that we serve are all abominations. Most people have heard that serving the gods of self, of greed, and of pleasure are all sin. Not only these, but if we are enslaved to gods of fear or doubt, it is just as destructive. We must not cling to desires or cower before that which we fear. We can be free of it all. We can live by the

[By the light of a full white moon ( Read more... )

I Peter 2:24 says that Jesus 'Himself bore our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, having died to sins, might live for righteousness...' My own sins? Such miserable, petty, weak, offensive abominations? I cannot fully grasp this...the Sacrificial Lamb. Then, in I Corinthians 6:19 it says: 'Or do you not know that your body is the temple of ( Read more... )

I had an odd dream last night ( Read more... )

A few years ago, I did all I could to go find wisdom. I went overseas, I studied theories. The answer was right in front of me! It sat dusty on my bookshelf. Why was I looking so hard for it when the answer was so easy ( Read more... )

Getting over that groggy feeling in the morning to wake up is really hard for me. It took me all night to get comfortable and rested, and now when the alarm goes off, it ruins all I worked so hard to do. So, what do I do? I desperately cling to sleep even though I know I can't go back. Of course, I feel awful trying to drag it out, but the point is ( Read more... )

I used to always pride myself on my sincerity. Sincerity is a good quality, but lacking in and of itself. Say if, in being sincere, I am honest and true to myself, I could still be false if I allow my heart to be governed by the world. True to myself, perhaps, but who am I then true to? Which master do I serve?

Nothing good is done in vain when there is a holy God.

'I feel strange enough to cry' Yes. I did ( Read more... )

All the people who live and who have lived... I love reading biographies and seeing the stories of people's lives presented. It all seem to artistic. Yet, there are people I pass everyday who I do not recognize or realize. Why do I always feel as though I am alone without hopes of ever finding people with whom I can really associate? With all the ( Read more... )