"Is our generation starving?
A funny word to use for some of the most well fed people in
the world…but what are we feeding ourselves? Hamburgers, fast food, video
games, internet (including pornography) and television…tell me that these
things satisfy, tell me that they’re enough and that you go to bed after
stuffing your face with them feeling accepted and loved and whole. Tell me that
these speak life to your soul and shout, “Freedom!” Tell me that you could live
your whole life centered around these things, no other longings…
I know it’s not true.
I know you want to be known, loved, valued, cared for. I
know you see yourself in a mirror and feel alone, even after hours on facebook,
trying to reach out. I know that your life is filled with too many fights, too
little connection, too much pain, drama, heart ache…
I know because you are the generation which is trying to
feed itself. Some try drugs—just a chance to see life beyond life and feel safe
and secure for once. Some bury in video games—you really can be the hero there.
Some feed on Internet pornography…
Oh but we fail, we fail, we fail…our society has killed that
spiritual part of us, told us its not real and we shouldn’t pursue it. If you
do pursue it, you’re weird and here are all the ways…why are we listening?
Why are we putting up with this shit, believing we weren’t
created by a God who loves us as His dear children and has plans for us? Why
wouldn’t you want that? Why have we not stood up and fought? Why have we not
begun railing against the tyranny which claims we aren’t what we’ve always
known we are?
Blessed.
Beloved.
Bought with a price.
His own.
Jesus died—that’s a plain fact—Jesus died for our sorry
asses. And when we choose to put Him in a box and store that box away…its like
the mass murder of souls. We more than starve; we wallow in our desperation,
our despair.
WHY HAVE WE LET THIS GO ON!?
Who told us what we could and should believe? Who stole away
our rights, our heritage? You were called to be a son or daughter of the Most High
God. Jesus paid for you to know God intimately, personally, for all eternity.
The waiting stops here: you know Him. You know Jesus, you know the Father. This
is not hard and it’s not awful, it’s the most beautiful thing in the world.
Jesus loves me and you and you and you…look around the room, wherever you’re
sitting or standing—see those people? He loves them with every ounce of His
being and He knows their story and He wants them to know Him. How crazy is
that? You probably don’t even know them very well, why they function the way
they do, but He does. He knows you that way too—and He still loves you…
…and He doesn’t want you to starve. That’s not what He made
you for. So you can keep eating Big Macs and jumping in and out of
relationships and trying to supply all your needs in a way you can control…
…or you can make a decision that feels like jumping out of a
moving bus and land SPLAT! into His arms.
It’s your choice…
..and the moment is now."
I couldn't not let what was in my heart leap out--YIKES!!! Haha, I love God and I hope He uses it well.
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