What the Backstreet Boys taught me about God
This past Saturday was spent at home with some of the coolest people ever, enjoying two of my favorite Japanese imports: sushi & karaoke. At one point in the evening, one of the guys decided to take on a boy band song. It was absolutely priceless, but in the midst of the silliness of it all, the chorus of the song popped out at me as it never had before:
I don't care who you are,
Where you're from,
What you did,
As long as you love me.
It totally made me think of God, much like my entry about how Weezer's song "The Good Life" made me think of God.* Those lines have been going through my head for a few days now, and I can honestly say I've never been more thankful to have a boy band song stuck in my head.
God doesn't care who we are. Matthew was a tax collector. Rahab was a prostitute. Abraham was frickin' old. Time after time we see God using real people with flaws and problems analogous to ours to do great, awesome things.
God doesn't care where we're from. There's a scripture whose reference escapes my memory, but the jist of it is that God is for all and is in all, and there is no partiality.
God doesn't care what we did. How many times have I walked off the path on my walk with God, distracted by something on the sidelines? There have been so many times where after realizing what I have done, I've felt unworthy of going back. I am so pained with guilt and shame that I'm afraid to face God, because I feel unworthy of being once again in his presence.
Why do I run and hide from God at the very times when I need him the most? I need to constantly remind myself that guilt is not from God, for "there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus." The only thing that matters is love - pure, unconditional and holy agape love. God doesn't care about my past. He just wants me to love Him, to follow Him, to trust Him and to serve Him.
I know I'm no Oswald Chambers, but I hope that this entry has blessed and encouraged you.
As always, feedback is appreciated. Take care & God bless!
Love,
Marie
*You can find this entry at http://blog.myspace.com/mariedysangco or http://www.xanga.com/maricellidee.
I don't care who you are,
Where you're from,
What you did,
As long as you love me.
It totally made me think of God, much like my entry about how Weezer's song "The Good Life" made me think of God.* Those lines have been going through my head for a few days now, and I can honestly say I've never been more thankful to have a boy band song stuck in my head.
God doesn't care who we are. Matthew was a tax collector. Rahab was a prostitute. Abraham was frickin' old. Time after time we see God using real people with flaws and problems analogous to ours to do great, awesome things.
God doesn't care where we're from. There's a scripture whose reference escapes my memory, but the jist of it is that God is for all and is in all, and there is no partiality.
God doesn't care what we did. How many times have I walked off the path on my walk with God, distracted by something on the sidelines? There have been so many times where after realizing what I have done, I've felt unworthy of going back. I am so pained with guilt and shame that I'm afraid to face God, because I feel unworthy of being once again in his presence.
Why do I run and hide from God at the very times when I need him the most? I need to constantly remind myself that guilt is not from God, for "there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus." The only thing that matters is love - pure, unconditional and holy agape love. God doesn't care about my past. He just wants me to love Him, to follow Him, to trust Him and to serve Him.
I know I'm no Oswald Chambers, but I hope that this entry has blessed and encouraged you.
As always, feedback is appreciated. Take care & God bless!
Love,
Marie
*You can find this entry at http://blog.myspace.com/mariedysangco or http://www.xanga.com/maricellidee.