What is the one thing, you would like to change about the world?
I would like to change belief. I would like to see all knees bowed, and tongues confessing that Jesus is Lord. Pain and suffering, I assume, would be no more. Jesus, is and always will be the answer to life. His coming will change the world.
When all is said and done, will you have said more than you've done?
I would like to say no, but my answer is yes. I don't do even half of what I say I want to do/should do.
I want to be a better person, have a closer relationship with Jesus, have a closer relationship with my husband (and dare I say it, a better sex life), I want to get healthy and loose weight, I want to be a good influence on people, I want to be more organised.
I could list more, but we would be here for a long time. My point is that I don't want to die yet, even though I have heaven to look forward to, because I want to be more than I am now. If only I actually had the motivation!
If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don't like, and like so many things that we don't do?
Jeepers! This one took a while for me to get my head around. I am also rather tired, so my answer could come out interesting...
I believe that we do things that we don't like, because we have to (I suppose), and we are left with so many things that we want to do, but we don't have the nerve, or time. We find ourselves more comfortable being told what to do e.g. "Go to work, and earn money". Even though most of us hate going to work, we still go. Rules can take over, and replace our ambitions. It is complicated.
Never trying is worse than failing, of course! No matter how hard life gets, I disappoint myself when I don't try hard enough, or not at all. We can't give up on things that we are clearly meant to do. God places oportunities and obstacles in our life, that we really shouldn't ignore. The hard truth is, we are sometimes meant to fail, so that we can learn, and grow. I believe it can be quite a good thing to fail. A baby might be scared to take their first steps , but they manage sooner or later, because they try.
I was just having a think about how much I like a good D&M, so I decided to look it up on google. I found a website, with a post title "50 questions that will free your mind". I found these questions quite interesting to decipher, but I like that kind of thing, so I am going to answer the 50 questions, but over 50 blog posts!
How old would you be, if you didn't know how old you are?
Well, I am currently 22.
When I was 20, I was mistaken for a 16 year old. Now, I might be mistaken as older, I'm not actually sure. I am quite unfit, and my health is crap. I think I feel old sometimes, even though I know I'm not (yes I know a lot of older people would laugh at me for saying that!). Yet, I also feel young spirited for a 22 year old, as I think about how old 22 seemed when I was 10 :)
To give a straight answer, I would probably think I was 21! Yup.
I love him more than life,
My resurrected king.
He suffered for my sinful soul,
So that I could live in him. How ungrateful I can be, In complaining about nothing
I don't deserve this life,
I don't deserve his hope,
Still, he paid the ultimate price,
His life for me, his life for you.
I dislike it when close (and not so close) friends/ family try to tell me that I haven't changed
"You haven't changed since high school" says one of my friends. I tolerate this statement, as it is meant to be a compliment, but I certainly don't like it!
It ticks me off, because I HAVE changed since high school. I am more mature, smarter, wiser, a better decision maker and I'm married. My changes aren't all positive either; I've put on weight, my health is declining, and I'm more self concious.
Without change, we would be so boring. Maybe on the outside I seem mostly the same, but I'm not, and neither are you. I would hope that every day we are learning and changing, hopefully for the better.
I much prefer it when my parents friends or distant relatives, (whom I don't remember because I was too young) pinch my cheeks and say "My how you've grown". It may sound weird, but it feels good that someone can see change in me. My grade two teacher was one of my favourites; she gets sentimental every time I see her at school fetes, or out and about. She always reminds me how far I've come since grade two, and it feels great.
In five years time, I would like to have achieved my goal of becoming a counsellor. I want to have a home, and a child. I want to make a difference in the world. Most of all, I want a stronger, deeper, relationship with Jesus.
The world is deadly. It brings you down from highs, and down lower from lows. Wars have existed almost from the beginning of time. Innocent people are suffering because of war. Mental illnesses exist, disabilities exist. Cancer seems more real now than ever. The list of horrors seem to be eternal.
Right now, I feel like unless I do something drastic, I may as well curl up into a ball and sit in a corner, rocking back and forth, watching people go about their messy lives. My existence seems so unimportant when I'm doing nothing, but how can I do anything? Why would I be able to do anything? I want to help but how?
In 2012 I was handed my first prescription for anti depressants. I was both terrified and relieved. I felt like I was admitting defeat, by taking this medicine. I was relieved, however, because I knew that now I would be better. My anxiety could no longer haunt me, and I could have a fresh start. It took about a week (after beginning the trial of anti-depressants) for my brain to start functioning better. I was thinking more clearly, and my frightening thoughts were fading. After 6 months or so, I went on full dose, to ensure my security.
I prayed for an answer to anxiety, and I got it.... tiny little tablets that take no effort to swallow. Anti-depressants. Hope.
I look back on times where I was at my lowest, and see now that God brought me through it. He lifted me from the miry clay. The greatest hope I have is in Jesus, because of his ultimate sacrifice. He wants to use us, and we should want to be used by him.
How could I ever repay him? I guess the answer to that is, I can't. I can't repay him fully, but I have been called (as have you), to do the best I can do to spread his love.
It would be pitiful of me, knowing of his unconditional love, not to spread it. Lazy.
But how? Pray that instead of being ankle deep, knee deep, or waist deep, that you will be emerged in Jesus. Be what he called you to be! Ask him for help. Listen.