Truth and Consequence

I wasn't an old teenager before I discovered that everything has a consequence. An the older I got the more things had consequences. I like to explain by telling about the rain. When you are young (kid) and it rains outside the consequences are mostly of the positive varaity. Rain means mud, jumping in it, dancing in it or movie time inside. When you get older rain means doing nice stuff inside because outside you'll be wet and cold. To a mother rain means work, dirty kids, dirty floors, dirty clothes if you don't get them in. To an older person rain means wet, cold, sick, slippery so you might fall down. So every choice you make has a consequence. I could go on about this, but today I wanted to focus on truth and consequence. If you don't tell the truth there will be consequences later. If you tell a white lie so that there will be no argument at the moment, a bigger one is waiting for you down the line.

You want to go see a movie or something and there is certain people you don't want to go with. Will you lie and tell them you are doing something else and take the risk that you might meet them there in the big crowd or will you tell them the truth and risk them being mad at you?
Or what do you do when the cool, popular person ask you flat out (with a tone): are you one of those that believes in Jesus?? Do you lie and hope to be a part of their crowd or do you tell the truth and risk getting bullied?


Tough choice, huh? Many times, trying to do the right thing is really tough because the wrong thing could be so much fun, while the right choice seems like a drag! Take Moses, for example. He faced a tough choice: turn his back on God and his people to live his life in the lap of luxury, or hang out with a bunch of complainers in the desert. Pretty clear choice, wouldn't you say? But Moses chose the longer-lasting rewards of obeying God instead of the immediate gratification of sin.
Most of the discible faces crusefiction, hanging, decapitation, stoning for their belief. All they had to do to stop it was to say: I don't believe in Jesus as the only way...
It does put things in perspective....

Till next time,
God Bless

The story of Easter part three

Today is the day between death and life. The day were all the disiples were mourning. I believe they were in a bubble. The kind you are in after you lose someone dear. The kind where you can't really think you are in reality, you must be in a dream. Yet life outside moves on like nothing big has happened.
It must have been such a shock. To have Him torn out of their lives. Not that He was young, that He was, but because He had so many things left to do. Or so they belived. He should have been with them longer. Taught them more, been the King they were waiting for.

But He did not come to earth to be a king, or to die. He came to bring us Heaven, peace with God. And to do that the only way was to die on the cross. Not die in an accident, or someone murder Him by a sword or something like that. He had to be hung on the cross and be banned because of us. For our sins. We should be the once on the cross, those that deserve to go to hell. Yet He did it for us, so that we didn't have to. So that we could go to Heave with Him. If we only believe in Him and what He did for us. 

 





So Have a Blessed Easter,
Christin

The story of Easter part two

Jesus told the story of the vineyard. We are branches rooted on to Him, the tree.
I haven't been to consistent in my readings the last years. Found YouVersion online and have finally found something that keeps me reading. And today I realized that when I don't read, I don't let Him be in me. I cut the connecton to the tree. It was all my doing. He is still there, waiting for me. Now that I have been reading regularly for some time, I feel the connection beginning to open. He was there the whole time, waiting.

To learn more about myself, what He has in store for me, what I am meant to do. All I have to do is read His Word to stay connected. Then He will do the rest. He'll trim out my bad branches, those that are to close or woun't bear fruit. I have planted apple trees in my garden, including one plum and one cherry. I am learning what God does in my life. He is truly my gardener who has all the knowlege from the start. I learn as I go and will make many mistakes. Not necessery killing the trees, but doing som 'stupid' choices. God never makes mistakes. I can completley trust Him with my branch. It is scary to let go of the control. But if anyone could make my life complete, it is HIM!!

Till next time,
God Bless and
Happy Easter

The story of Easter part one

The biggest thing that happened in the beginning of easter was at the meal. Jesus gave us the a big example for how we should act. We should be servants to each other. No one should be better or 'higher' than the other. Even the master (head of the church, home, company, country or whatnots) isn't to good to be a servant. Jesus who is the head of our everything lowered himself to doing the 'worst' job. Hi washed the feets of his disiples. At that time it was the job of the lowest of the lowest slave. No one in their right mind would do that of their own free mind.

So what do we do in our lives to be servants of others?

Till next time,
God Bless