“But you belong to God, my dear children. You have already won a victory over those people, because the Spirit who lives in you is greater than the spirit who lives in the world.”
- 1 John 4:4 NLT
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We are imperfect beings and God is just.
Therefore, He does not expect perfection out of us: only remorse for our sin and the willingness to get back up when we fail.
Repent and try again.
Remember not to compare your spiritual journey to those around you, either. Like in life, we all mature at different rates and none of us are better than the other.
Whether your sin of habit is as complex an issue as sexual immorality or as difficult to break as habitual lying... all sin is the same in the eyes of God. We each have our own struggle. What is thoughtless for you is a war for me. I may never understand why your battle is your own- hell, you may not comprehend it yourself! But what's amazing is God intimately knows each and every struggle you have and will ever face. Jesus is the gateway to eternal, pure empathy for the corrupted human heart.
He knows it's difficult for you...
He also knows you're trying.
Repent.
Try again.
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I’m so ugly.
I could barely look in the mirror without tearing up. Frizzy hair. Eye bags. Pimples. Dry skin. Crooked teeth.
“I’m so ugly,” I whimpered. I hadn’t even noticed he was there, standing beside me.
“Ugly?” he mumbled. He looked…hurt.
“I’m hideous, look at this!” I whined, pointing at the blotchy spot on my face.
He sighed softly, placing his hand on my cheek and gazing down into my eyes.
“Sweetheart, I made you just the way I wanted you. In my image. You are so beautiful. I love you…but I don’t want to hear you say that ever again.”
I hadn’t thought about it like that. It was strange, seeing him upset. Hurt, even. But, he was right. He was always right. Calling myself ugly to my Father was like…telling an artist that their painting is ugly.
“I didn’t…I…I didn’t realize. Father I’m sorry” I mumbled, looking away. But he just smiled and wrapped his arms around me like he always did.
“It’s okay sweet girl. But look-“ he grinned, gently gripping my cheeks and facing me back towards the mirror.
And I looked the same. But so much different.
“Heh..” I couldn’t help but laugh a little as I stared back at the girl in the mirror.
“I guess I am kinda pretty”
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I'm sorry, but if you think Hunchback of Notre Dame is blasphemous, you either weren't paying attention, or are exactly the kind of Christian that the movie was calling out
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