#the testimony of Jesus

[a-godman]

Many Ministers have a Part of the Unique New Covenant Ministry for the Body of Christ

In the Lord’s eyes, there is only one ministry – the unique new covenant ministry, the ministry of the New Testament, and we all have a portion in this ministry, having and carrying out our own ministry within and part of the new covenant ministry; one ministry – many ministers! This week we are in the last week on the 2024 April ITERO, and the topic for this week is, Fully Accomplish Your…

[theinwardlight]

We are not called to save the world. That’s a burden too heavy for us to bear. We are instead called to follow the Spirit of Christ speaking within us, the Spirit of the one who carries the sin of the world, the one who can lead us out. Part of the work of Jesus is to break us out of the closed circle of self-justification. As long as we struggle to be good we will never be able to bear the weight of our guilt. [...] If instead we rely on the goodness of God, the goodness we partake in as God’s beloved creatures, then our guilt can be faced. Then we can do our small part to untie the sticky knots of sin that riddle our lives. We are loved and we are responsible. We are sinners and we are saints. We are warped by sin and we are precious children of God.

Mark Russ, "The Good News of Sin"

[10yrsyart]

a short video discussing my time as an Agender person, and how Jesus lead me through love and healing. i hope it’s a comfort for those this message is meant for. -10 💙

“If you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved.” (Romans 10:9) 🕊

[artist-issues]

Your words and your posts have been incredibly disheartening for me to see. My mother left the church. She is not an apostate, but she did question the church’s teachings in secret. She completely left faith when I was born. I have congenital heart defects, which I was born with. I nearly died on the operating table. For this reason, my mother and I do not believe in God, who is said to be all-powerful and all-benevolent. My mother is a wonderful person. She risked her life in the Covid-19 pandemic as she works at a hospital. If anyone deserved to live in an eternal paradise, it would be her. Your LGBTQ+ views have also upset me. My oldest friend, who I have known since before I could even remember, is transgender and gay, and have been more supportive to me as a disabled person than any Christian has been. I’m only 18 years old, yet I know that you chose faith over experiences with the wonderful parts of humanity. Respectfully, please reconsider your views on gay and trans people.

I truly appreciate how thoughtfully and respectfully you typed out this message. It is clear that these matters mean a lot to you and I'm going to go ahead and assume that you aren't speaking out of any kind of hate.

I would just offer you a counter-perspective, and maybe by understanding where I'm coming from, you can see that I'm not speaking out of any kind of hate for people, either. I'm half blind. I was born that way. My twin sister and I were taken by emergency cesareans-section when we were incredibly, dangerously premature. My twin was given no chance of survival; the cesarean was just meant to give me a 50% chance of survival. At the time, my mother was recently married to a 19 year-old drug dealer after her own father abused and abandoned her and her mother. She'd been living apart from the faith for years, rejecting God to follow the occult or whatever political party had hear heart at the time. My father hated God.

But when my sister and I were fighting for life for weeks on end, and nobody was sure if we would live or die, and they had to bring us home with heart monitors because our hearts would literally stop beating several times a night, my mom realized how helpless she was to do anything to save us. And she prayed. And we lived. Both of us. Not only that, but my father, at 19 years old, addicted to drugs since the age of 13, narrowly escaped death and gave his life to Christ. After a whole life of having no social skills unless he was high, doing whatever he wanted to whoever he wanted, and caring about nothing but himself, now he is a Pastor (bi-vocationally; he is also a tradesman working with his hands) and has given me and all my family, and many other families, everything we have in our lives through his dedicated and faithful life. He and my mother have been happily married and serving God with their whole lives for almost thirty years now.

And not only them, but me, my twin sister, my younger sister, my little brother, my grandfather (who was an actual killer and drug addict as well) we all know God. We all have a relationship with Him. And that's the biggest most wonderful gift He gave us, out of all those wonderful things He did for us. Saving my life, my dad's life, my twin's life, changing who they were and making them new people.

I'm not telling you all that to like, compare disabilities or traumas or whatever. That would be ridiculous for lots of reasons. But I'm just trying to be honest.

It's not a religion or a system of beliefs that I've subscribed to. It's not a social flag I live under. It's not something I do just because my parents or the people in my immediate community have shown me. It's because He's real, and He showed Himself to me—when it's just me and Him, and nobody else's opinion or say-so matters— and it's all really true—everything the Bible says. And He's so much better, and so much more benevolent, than anyone on earth can describe to you.

And, at the same time, when you understand who He is, and who we are...the question isn't "how could a good God let anyone go to Hell instead of paradise?" The question is, "how could He let any of us live after what we did?" It's hard. But seriously, just play pretend with me for a bit, if only to "understand my perspective." Pretend there was a God, all-powerful, endlessly loving, in fact, Love Itself. The love that was His very nature spilled out so much that He created—created beautiful, amazing, complex creatures who were intrinsically full of worth and light, and made to reflect Him, that Love, back to Him, and share in it. A big happy family.

And then those creatures from the dirt committed cosmic treason and said "screw You, I don't care if You created me and I don't care if You love me or want to be in relationship with me: I want to be You. I want to call the shots." And those creatures from the dirt basically did the cosmic version of climbing in their father's lap to spit in His face, and go stab each other over fleeting pleasures in the gutter because the mansions He was offering them wasn't as good as pretending they could be gods of their own lives.

That's the story. Thats what happened. Read Genesis, if you have the time and if you're of the heart to. And because of what we chose, we got twisted up. I'm sure you read that, in my posts. So even the thing we were made for—love—got mangled up inside us and we can't express it the right way anymore.

He would've been justified in wiping us out. Starting over with new creatures. We were His creation. He gets to decide what we are and what to do with us: we betrayed and insulted and defied our rightful King. But He's not like that. He had no reason to--no obligation to--but He chose to do the work and make a way for us to be back in relationship with Him. And He chose to do it by subjecting Himself to unimaginable torture and darkness, which would have been ours by right if He hadn't taken it for us.

I know that you love your mom. It is plain to see. And I understand the feeling. But if you really get to know the God of the actual Bible, instead of just the memes and the flawed people who try to explain Him—if you really get to know Him, between you and Him, you'll see that He actually loves your mom more than you do. And He loves you more than you, or anyone, does. Because He knows you both better and more intimately than you even know Yourselves. He made you. It'd be like an author getting to dive down into the story and tell their characters everything about themselves.

That's the kind of love we were made for. The kind of love that is there even though you don't deserve it, even though you're not entitled to it—the kind of love that would die for you while you're still hating Him.

I mean just stop and think about it, clear your brain of everything everyone has ever told you about LGBTQ+ and all that. And just think: can you love someone wholeheartedly and still know they're in the wrong? Even when they wholeheartedly believe they're right? Even when they're hurt by you believing they're in the wrong? Of course you can. Anyone who's had a loved one with a self-destructive habit, like alcohol addiction or an abusive lover or just a toxic personality trait or two, can relate to that common sense. They can say, "of course I love you. That's why I'm telling you to stop doing this, it's hurting you, it's not good for you, I know it doesn't feel that way, but it's the truth."

So if you believe that there are some circumstances where that applies, what makes it so unloving for this hypothetical God, who knows the best thing for your friend and knows your friend better than you do, to say so about being LGBTQ+? Why should LGBTQ+ be any different?

Well, the answer, of course, is that you don't believe it is true that it's wrong. Because, if we rewind, you don't believe in God. But you just told me that you came to that conclusion kind of...after feeling hurt by Him. You almost died, first , then your mom chose to leave Him behind and go ahead and live as if He doesn't exist. And you did, too.

But let's go back to playing pretend. If God exists, then He didn't act how you think He should've, as an "benevolent" God: He didn't do YOUR version of "good." So you abandoned Him. (We're pretending like He exists, from your perspective.) He didn't do your version of good, you feel mistreated, so you walked away from Him.

But He would never do that to you. If He's the kind of person the Bible says He is, He doesn't treat you that way. When you (humanity) didn't do His version (which is the only real version, since He invented it) of good, He didn't abandon you. He totally could have. But instead He made a way for your relationship to get fixed. But you have free will. So He's not going to force you to love Him and accept the gift. If you want to continue for all eternity without being with Him, you can. He gives you that option.

But then don't wonder why people who choose that option don't get "eternal paradise." Because according to the Bible, that's all heaven is: getting to be in relationship with God forever. Fully who He made you to be. If you don't want that, He won't force it: in fact, He couldn't. It wouldn't be just, and He is always just.

The truth is, after what we did to Him, none of us deserve anything from Him. I didn't deserve to survive in that ICU. Neither did my sister. Neither did my father or mother or grandfather. None of us should be allowed to inhale another breath; we're the King's people who betrayed Him and tried to steal His throne. But He is so good that instead He turns around and adopts us.

I know this is rambly. But you messaged me so genuinely, I just sort of wrote this as if I were sitting down and talking it all out, one word in front of the other, with you. I don't know you. I know these are very hot button topics, and very personal issues; but like you, I think they're of the utmost importance.

So I will keep considering the LGBTQ+ and transgender issues—but you have to understand that I'm in service to the King, so to speak. I love Him, He loves me, and He's my God. When I consider any part of reality, it's impossible to do so without Him as the center and standard of truth. Without Him, who gets to decide what's right or wrong? Just me. And on my own, I am inconsistent, selfish, ruinous. But I'm not on my own. And in the meantime, I'll ask you to consider God, the real God, of the Bible. Not what a church of whatever denomination tells you—not to start with. Not what I tell you, or anyone tells you. Just what He said about Himself, straight from the Bible. Let Him speak for Himself. Thanks for reaching out.

[pray-like-nehemiah]

My Testimony

For the first 16 years of my life, I knew nothing about God. I’d never been in a church, and I didn’t really care to go. The only thing involving God that was around me was my grandparents and my uncle and his family, but that was a minimal influence. Whenever I would visit them, my grandmother would occasionally mention God in a casual way that I paid no attention to. As for my aunt and uncle, I saw the way my cousins were raised by them and how things were run in their household. I only saw them as extremely sheltered, because if it wasn’t related to God, it wasn’t allowed. I remember thinking it was strange and a lifestyle I would never want.

Then, one day while on Facebook, I got a message from my uncle on my father’s side of the family. One thing led to another, and I was on a flight to meet my father, whom I hadn’t seen in 13 years. Only a summer visit turned to a decision to live with him and my stepmother permanently. My younger brother and older sister followed shortly after. This was when going to church every Sunday became a thing for me and my siblings. I remember hating being forced to go at times. Other times I wouldn’t take it seriously, it was just something I was being forced to do.

Soon, those negative thoughts toward church and everything about God began to change. I wish I could remember exact dates, but all I know is that in the latter months of 2015, God really began to move within me. One Sunday morning, my grandfather on my stepmother’s side was preaching, and the last part of a sermon where the piano is played and anyone wishing to come to the altar to pray was welcomed. That part lasted longer than he normally allowed because he said he could feel that God needed him to.

I was standing with my family amongst the pews, hands gripping the back of the one in front of me, head down as tears that I couldn’t explain fell from my eyes. My stepmother noticed and asked if I wanted to go to the stairs with her. I nodded and knelt down with her, before God. After a long conversation, I had accepted the Lord Jesus as my savior. It was then that I knew that the views on my uncle and his family, and the reluctance of going to church was just the voice of the enemy. On Sunday morning, November 1, 2015, I went out into the cold creek water that ran behind the church with my grandfather and the pastor of the church, and was baptized in Jesus’ name. I was 17 years old at the time and had been born again, my heart renewed.

Later on in life, my Dad and stepmother divorced and we moved away. Going to church eventually stopped, it wasn’t a priority. I graduated high school, got a job and God was on the back burner of my life. A couple years later, I turned 21 and got the job I’m currently in and worked Sundays. That was the main reason I never thought about church or anything related. I’m sure Satan was really happy with me during these days. I became a friend of the world. Any problems I had, something the world provided was what I turned to.

Life continued on and I was promoted into a higher position in my job. With that, my schedule changed. I had Sundays off again, but God wasn’t in my immediate thoughts. In August 2023, I moved from my father’s place into one of my own. I had hoped and believed that doing so would solve all my problems, but that was not the case. With the new level of adulting I was faced with came new hardships on top of the ones I was already dealing with such as my declining mental health. I continued turning to the world through escapism, speaking to my mother, sister, or the coworkers I was close with, burying my troubles and eventually therapy.

In the past few months of 2024, I began having this desire to return to church again. The more I ignored it, the stronger it got. I didn’t work on Sundays anymore, so there was no excuse. In fact, most of my Sundays were reserved for staying in bed all day, catching up on sleep and watching whatever I felt like on television or doom scrolling on TikTok because of my depression. In late July, I decided that I can’t ignore this feeling anymore. While therapy has helped some over the time I’ve been going, there are days where I feel like nothing has changed. Sometimes I felt things were only worse. It was God’s presence that helped me realize that going to the world to fix my problems isn’t the way, my way isn’t the way. I’ve decided that it is time that I start living for the one I love. It’s time I start living for the one who, despite my unworthiness, died for me and paid for all my sins on the cross. I should’ve started this new life the day I was blessed by His saving grace, but as the saying goes, better late than never.

[faithful-christian-walk]

✝️ 『 Testimony - Jesus saved me 』 ✝️

Hello everyone!

I'm called to share my testimony here by the Lord. Thank you firstly for reading it, God bless you!

So, in 2023, I was saved by Jesus when I was a devoted new age believer without even knowing it. The new age preachers spoke well-packaged brainwash to me daily, and I was naive enough to succumb to their philosophies. I prayed to many gods and deities, channeled "fallen angels", played black magic and witch crafts with the thought of trying to help people like myself.

A little story about myself, I grew up in a neglecful and emotionally abusive family. My dad would use fear to threaten me daily while belittling anything I ever did, there was no love but controlling behaviors from him. It was awful. My mom was ignorant to it too, my sisters all thought it was "normal" so to speak, so I was always gaslighted into thinking it was normal. As an only son, there was a lot of pressure on me due to Chinese tradition, my life since young was full of degradations packaged in the name of "lessons" and "upbringing". There was no little rest for me daily, but work and learning, all in order to satisfy my dad's narcissistic, egotistic, abusive and self-exalting mindset. He saw himself as a god, always saying how he was born to make me right. Basically, he has god complex.

My school life wasn't any better either. At age 4, I had to kneel in front of a stool to erase my homework while being belittled in front of other students for finishing more pages in my homework than assigned. No friends, outcasted and bullied in middle school and romantically betrayed in high school. The teachers used me to vent their anger and I was always looked down upon and my efforts disregarded. College life was hit by the pandemic, lost my relationship to distance and accumulated brokenness. It was one thing after another, I was pushed to my limits.

Anyways, the new age practices taught me how tarot cards were "good" and it can assist people in need, it was bad. Then, one day I channeled and prayed to some evil deities without knowing, which is basically all demons (fallen angels are demons), again without knowing it. Jesus came to my rescue when I didn't even knew Him. He asked me, "Do you want to be saved?" And I said "Yes Lord, please save me!" And thus I was saved. Jesus Christ saved me from all the abusive, dark, evil demons. Never in my life had I thought about demons being real but it's really real, the fallen angels were real and evil. Absolute evil.

Nowadays, Jesus saved me from being haunted and rid me of the new age practices. I no longer am a victim of their lies.

I'm still a sinner, a work in progress, but by grace and mercy God, without me even knowing Him, saved me. He loved us before we love Him, thank you Heavenly Father for coming to meet me where I am at, I'm thankful. That's why I'm still alive today, to praise and serve the Lord, He blessed me immensely, I'm nothing but thankful, a faithful follower and a child of God.

For anyone reading, God loves you too and is using my testimony to reach out to you. Seek Him today, let God love you, help you, and change you. Jesus is the king of kings and lord of lords, trust Him. God bless you, may we meet someday, as fellow brothers and sisters destined for Heaven.

Thank you! ✝️

In Jesus' name, Amen!

[findoesstuf]

Jesus Loves You

Man, sometimes I forget that this is a blog and not just an art site lol. Also I may lose some followers, or maybe get some hate, but that's really not important to me. Anyways, it's late for me, but I decided to do some Bible studies, and I was reading Romans 10:14-15. It states:

"14 How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? 15 And how can anyone preach unless they are sent? As it is written: “How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!”"

You may already know this, but my personal belief is that Jesus did exist and died on the cross for us to forgive our sins. So that anyone who believes in and accepts Him as your savior has eternal life. This may not be your personal belief, which I respect, but this is mine. Now, relating to the verse, it says that you can't call upon anything that you don't believe in. This is important to an experience I had one night, and it's still important to me to this day. If you are interested, read below the cut, but if you'd like to scroll, feel free to. I've said the important things to know.

If you've stayed, here we go. I had a rough day that day, and was overthinking, a mess, and was not doing too good. I sobbed in my bed, in my lonely room. Now that I think about it, I believe a demon was over me, gripping me in my misery. Suddenly, I called out God's name, and it simply vanished. I felt a warmth, my crying ceased, and it felt as if a blanket of peace had been placed over me. I had called upon the one I believed in, and He answered.

Believe my story or not, I experienced it that night, and I learned a valuable lesson that day. Now why should I share this with you? Well, as the verse states, "And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them?" So how can you know about Jesus without hearing about Him? I'm here to tell you about how good He is, and how much He cares about you.

Jesus isn't seated upon His throne, He isn't far away. He's right here. Next to you. Waiting for you to accept Him into your life. Will you?

Thank you for your time! I hope this message reached you in a thoughtful way, and not too shovey or anything like that. If you have any questions, please reach out to me! I'm happy to help! My askbox and DM's are always open. God bless you all!

[friendrat]

The problem with the church today is that so many "Christians" do not actually believe in redemption.

[aniah-who]

Droughts are just opportunities for God to do miraculous things in our lives. Let it be a friendly reminder to self that He is the God who makes rivers in the dessert— the same God who brings in the abundance of rain.

[joenicassio]

A man bought a piece of land that once had a vibrant freshwater stream feeding a beautiful pond. Over the years, neglect and natural shifts blocked the stream, turning the pond into a stagnant, smelly mess, overrun with weeds and murky water.

Seeing potential, the man decided to restore the pond. He cleared the debris and weeds, reopening the stream's path. Fresh water flowed in, replacing the old, and soon, new plants flourished on the banks. The pond transformed into a stunning garden, attracting birds and wildlife, with lotus flowers blooming on its surface. It became known as the Lotus Pond, a community haven marked by a sign: “All Are Welcome.”

When his mother fell ill, the man traveled to Europe, leasing the property during his absence. A winter storm blocked the stream again, and the renters neglected the pond, replacing the welcome sign with "Stay Out!" The once-thriving pond returned to its stagnant state.

Upon his return, the man knew he needed to reconnect the pond to the stream of life. He cleared the blockage, and fresh water flowed once more, restoring the pond’s beauty and vitality.

Like the pond, our lives thrive when connected to the Source of Life. Disconnect, and we become stagnant. Stay connected, and we experience growth, abundance, and transformation.

What will you do today to reconnect to your Source of Life and transform your results?

[garden-of-thoughts-fruit-of-lips]

Isaiah 43: 10-12

You are my witnesses,” declares Jehovah, “Yes, my servant whom I have chosen, So that you may know and have faith in me And understand that I am the same One. Before me no God was formed, And after me there has been none. I—I am Jehovah, and besides me there is no savior.” “I am the One who declared and saved and made known When there was no foreign god among you. So you are my witnesses,” declares Jehovah, “and I am God

Revelation 11:3

I will cause my two witnesses to prophesy for 1,260 days dressed in sackcloth.”

Revelation 12:6

And the woman fled into the wilderness, where she has a place prepared by God and where they would feed her for 1,260 days

[ymoon01]

Nothing hurts me more than someone thinking or assuming that i was an atheist 😭

Proves to me that i was really a lukewarm back then and I didn't even know. I asked for forgiveness to my father Jehová, and Jesus Christ too because I didn't even called him once. I was really lost and confused.

I'm pleased to be back to his home stronger than ever. Now, i know better.

[lbright90]

From the start

So the last few days I've tried to reflect on where my relationship began with Jesus and God. As I was reflecting I realized that despite me knowing WHO God and Jesus were from a very early age I didn't have a personal relationship with God until 2018. So I'm gonna recap on why this is. When I was little my family was always going to church. My grandparents and mom went to church and I was there with them. Now when I was little we went to mostly Pentecostal churches and I'm not here to put down any denomination for we are not to be divided but come together to form one and worship as one. However, when I was little I would sit there and listen and watch, and there are a few times I could feel the spirit talk to me, but much like I was immature that I couldn't understand fully what the Spirit wanted. Like much today when we take our children to church, we teach them how to behave and act in churc. When I got to my teenage years and joined a local church's choir I enjoyed singing and praising God. I could feel the spirit tugging at my heart but I still couldn't understand what it wanted. It wasn't until 2018 that I found myself in a world where I felt trapped raising a child (he will always be my baby) by myself with a little help of my mother and the father of my son not being as reliable. It was then that a woman I barely knew asked me, "Are you okay?" At that moment I realized that no matter what I did, no matter how much I tried, I wasn't okay because I was pulling the old fake it to you make it. I was physically, mentally, and spiritually drained. That day was when I realized that I can't get no where in this life without asking help from a higher power because everyone else is only human, they make errors, and are not going to be 100% reliable when I need them. So that's when I started going to church. The lady was nice enough to invite me to her church and that's where I met some of the most wonderful amazing people ever who will do anything and everything to help you. Even if it's just praying for you, sometimes prayers do more for you then what money or items every could. After a few weeks it was during a sermon about resentment and holding onto grudges that the Lord worked on me and showed me where I had erred all my life. That I was so quick to hold onto grudges from something that someone did over 20+ years ago and until I let go of that hatred I would never find peace or happiness. That day I left everything to God, I prayed for a resolution to an issue with my father that I had been facing for many years and guess what! God answered. I was able to make peace with my father and let go of some of the hatred I had been holding onto. Now I want to recap on why my faith and relationship with God and Jesus didn't start until 2018, despite me feeling him knocking on my heart multiple times before. When I was growing up, you were expected to act a certain way at church, but there wasn't a lot of explaining. Like we were told you raise your hands to praise but nobody could point it out to me in the bible exactly where it said this. Fast forward to 2018 when one of my coworkers who was studying the bible could point it out to me in less than a 5 minute conversation. Now I'm not putting all the blame on the church from my childhood, or my mom, or my grandparents. It wasn't for them to them force me to have a relationship with God. Now that I'm older and more understanding, if I wanted to really know the answer I should have opened my Bible and really tried to read it and let God's word speak to me. So in the end it was because I wasn't ready to accept God and that I couldn't perceive his will. Anyways I just wanted to share this story with you all and I hope everyone has a good day. John 14:6-7

Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me. If ye had known me, ye should have known my Father also: and from henceforth ye know him, and have seen him.

[wisdomfish]

"You have to believe in Jesus Christ, that He died as a sacrifice for sin and arose from the dead as a testimony to His power and the perfection of His sacrifice."

John MacArthur

[conanstars]

Hello people. I'm straying a little from my content to convey an important message to you. I know that many will not care and will skip this message, but I ask that you at least take it seriously. I was never a religious person, I grew up committing many sins and without having a good relationship with Jesus. When I grew up, I realized the importance of accepting Jesus in my life. Jesus forgave all my sins, even the dirtiest and most seemingly unforgivable. I still haven't managed to get out of sin 100%, it's been difficult for me, but there's no way I'm going to give up. I have felt the importance of God and prayed every night, reading a little of the Bible every day and telling my "testimony". After I read the Bible, I had another thought about Jesus and my point of view changed completely. I realized the size of the love he has for us, sinners, who do not deserve the love of Christ. If you were looking for a sign or simply found this post, say a prayer. We are close to the return of Jesus, we have little time until he returns. repent of your sins, you have no idea of the love that Christ has for me, for you and for us! Live in God's ways and change. Thank you if you read this far, I didn't post this for nothing.

portuguese version:

Olá pessoal. Estou me desviando um pouco do meu conteúdo para transmitir uma mensagem importante para vocês. Sei que muitos não vão se importar e vão pular essa mensagem, mas peço que pelo menos levem isso a sério. Nunca fui uma pessoa religiosa, cresci cometendo muitos pecados e sem ter um bom relacionamento com Jesus. Quando cresci, percebi a importância de aceitar Jesus em minha vida. Jesus perdoou todos os meus pecados, mesmo os mais sujos e aparentemente imperdoáveis. Ainda não consegui sair 100% do pecado, tem sido difícil para mim, mas não vou desistir de jeito nenhum. Tenho sentido a importância de Deus e orado todas as noites, lendo um pouco da Bíblia todos os dias e contando meu “testemunho”. Depois de ler a Bíblia, pensei novamente sobre Jesus e meu ponto de vista mudou completamente. Percebi o tamanho do amor que ele tem por nós, pecadores, que não merecemos o amor de Cristo. Se você estava procurando uma placa ou simplesmente encontrou este post, faça uma oração. Estamos próximos da volta de Jesus, temos pouco tempo até que ele volte. arrependa-se dos seus pecados, você não tem ideia do amor que Cristo tem por mim, por você e por nós! Viva nos caminhos de Deus e mude. Obrigado se você leu até aqui, não postei isso à toa.

[heylookitskaylee]

It's all just too much. It's all just too much. It's too much. It's just too much. It's so damn much. It's too much. Way too much. So much. It's just too much. Why is it just so much?

3.24.23 // Pastel and Sharpie on a Printed Image