Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Persecution for following Christ.

Today, I lost my first friend, because I told him that I was a follower Jesus. I hated to lose him as a friend, but I'm glad that if I have to lose friends, it would be for someone who loves me more than anyone else on this earth could possibly love me.

He said such things as, "Religion is stupid... there is no heaven, there is no hell, and God and the Devil do not exist." I will be praying for him, that God will show himself to him, and that he will show him how much that he loves him.

This makes me think of:

Psalm 139
O Lord, You have searched me and known me. You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought afar off. You comprehend my path and my lying down, And are acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word on my tongue, But behold, O lord, You know it altogether. You have hedged me behind and before, and laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is high, I cannot attain it.
Where can I go from your spirit? or where can I flee from Your presence? If I ascend into heaven, you are there; If I make my bed in hell, behold, you are there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, Even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me. If I say, "Surely the darkness shall fall on me," Even the night shall be light about me; Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You, But the night shines as the day; The darkness and the light are both alike to you. For you formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother's womb. I will praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are your works, and that my soul knows very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them. How precious also are your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with you. Oh that you would slay the wicked, O God! Depart from me, therefore, you bloodthirsty men. For they speak against you wickedly; Your enemies take your name in vain. Do I not hate them, O Lord, who hate you? And do I not loath those who rise up against? I hate them with perfect hatred; I count them my enemies. Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me, and know my anxieties; And see if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.


God knows us inside and out. He formed our inward parts, and covered us in our mothers womb. We are fearfully and wonderfully made, in the image of God.

My entire life, I've believed that everyone in this world hated me, including my own family. I met a prophetess at church.. She was in her 80's and she came up to me, and said:

"I felt something when I walked by you... You really love the Lord, don't you? Well the Lord tells me that you've spent the majority of your life believing that no one cares about you at all.. That You're just out floating along by yourself. But Jesus wants me to tell you that he does love you, and said "Do you know how much he loves you?? He loves you enough, that if you'd have been the only person in this world, he'd have still died on that cross, just so you might be saved."

This floored me. I'm not really the type of person that will just tell my feelings to anyone, and those problems and feelings I was having of being worthless, and everyone hating me, was not something that I'd have ever told anyone, and God used this lady to tell me how much he loves me.

That's what I want in my life... I want to sell out completely, and to give everything that is me to god. I want to make an exchange with him... All of me, for All of him. I want to be able to walk up to someone who has been mentally ill all of their lives, and pray for God's mercy to set them free from their mental illness.

I heard Damon Thompson say that he had a dream, that him and his son were walking through St. Judes Childrens Hospital, and his little boy walked into a room, and told the young boy laying there, that God told him to pray for him, and when he laid his hands on his head, and praying, the hair that had fallen out during his cancer treatment, just started growing, instantly.

God is raising up a Generation of people who have completely sold their lives to follow him so that the Sick will be healed, the dead will be raised, and chains binding people will just fall to the floor.

Father, I pray in the name of Jesus, that you would set me free from all of the things that are holding me back from having a true relationship with you, father. You are so good, and I am nothing. I'm not praying that I would be able to start a ministry that made its way to TV, nor to become a big name in Christian Ministry.. My prayer is, that you would use me to advance your kingdom, Father. I pray that you would use me for the advancement of your kingdom Lord. Bring good Christian people into my life, who will be my true friends, and will help me live a life of discipline. Father you know that I love you with all of my heart, and I ask that you would download the love that you have for your son Jesus, into my heart, so that my love for people would be equivalent to your love for your son Jesus.

In the Mighty name of Jesus,

Amen.

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