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Last year, I took Joyce Meyer’s #3030challenge. I studied the Bible daily for 30 minutes then posted what I learned. I’d like to go back and share some of the topics that were particularly eye-opening. I hope you find them helpful!
- Comparing to Others
- God’s Love
- Personal Talents
If you don’t do regular Bible study, I strongly encourage it. I’m a Bible beginner myself. I finished reading the Bible in its entirety just a few months ago. And I only started truly studying it last month.
In that short period, I’ve really been transformed by the Word. I’m not seeing angels or having visions or anything like that. But everyday moments, moments I used to think nothing of, are spiritual lessons and messages.
Give it a try, you’ll see what I mean. If you already study the Bible routinely, then you know exactly what I’m talking about.
Christianity is a faith of contradiction.
The reason is that we base our life on the Bible. Which has the Old Testament and the New Testament. Don’t get me wrong, there are certain themes that have strong consistency throughout the Good Book.
But the Old Testament includes books of the Torah:
So mixing aspects of the religion of Judaism with Christianity. Well, it can be a bit messy.
Specifically when we juggle “The Law” with “Grace.” To add to the confusion, there’s Christians who say:
“Sure Jesus died for your sins, but keep to the Law.”
Others say, “Grace is enough. I’ll live comfortably cuz Jesus got my back.”
I feel like I’m pulled apart. On the one hand I want to be a good Christian and obey God in everything. On the other hand, I know I could never come close to redeeming myself in His eyes. Fortunately, I don’t have to.
Then I had, what I believe to be, Divine Inspiration. Or rather, the Lord explaining Salvation in a way I could conceptualize.
Christ’s gift of redemption is a just that- a gift. As with any gift, once it’s given the recipient can do with it as they please.
But if the recipient values the giver, they will cherish the gift
I am unable to show I deserve God’s grace and Christ’s charity. However, I can show that I appreciate His sacrifice by following Him.
And, in turn, being as good a steward of His precious gift as I can.
What are your thoughts on Christ’s Love and God’s Law?
Last week my summer classes started. I’m on the final stretch of my business degree. I’ll tell you what. Life never goes as we want it to. Does it?
I pictured by now that I’d have my degree in finance. Be working my way up some corporate ladder and making boocoo money.
Certainly didn’t plan on having a kid.
But I can’t complain.
The Lord has been good to me and my adorable illegitimate baby. And I do say, “illegitimate,” as a term of endearment. Sometimes I call her my little Nugget. Or little Stinker. She got so many nicknames.
Anyway, back to God’s goodness. And He is good.
I am humbled by all of you who follow realasthestreets.org because I’m shamefully mediocre. Just a human whose ambition far exceed her talent. A sinner Christian with more vice than virtue. I know my About Page says I enjoy encouraging others- which is true.
But I’ve found so much encouragement from you who leave me heartfelt words of support. My post, “More than I Can Bear,” was an excerpt of some of the difficulties we experience as Christians. Those moments where the enemy gets a foothold.
The onslaught of love and kindness from this blogging community truly helped (and continues to help) me. I sincerely believe God is displaying His love through all of you.
I won’t get too sappy and sentimental on y’all lol.
Just wanted to take a moment to thank all of you who have ministered to me along this journey of faith. And for anyone going through a rough patch, know you aren’t alone. God sees you and will reach you. One way or another.
He’s persistent like that.
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I never expected to outgrow the shame and insecurity developed during my tween and teen years. A shame that had latched on to me like an insatiable tick- sucking any ounce of self-assurance that dared to manifest.
The only happy childhood memories I have are of pageants. My mother dressing me up in bows and lace. And memories of her taking me to Church. Especially when she permitted to sleep over at the youth lock-ins.
Soon after that, though, things weren’t so good.
I don’t want to bore you with a tired ol’ tale of growing up in poverty. Residing in a singlewide, being fed on food stamps, playing with donated toys, and wondering why my mother couldn’t do any better than 2 minimum wage jobs.