|
sign4Him14
|
read my profile
sign my guestbook
Name: Tina
Birthday: 9/13/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: Reading is a kind of obsession, writing is another sort, flute and piano happen to be my loves, but Jesus manages to be my LOVE that I obsess about. He really is astonishing. I mean, think about Him, study Him, talk to Him, ask Him questions-wait for His answers and be open to hearing the truth, and then tell me He's not astonishing. After all, what kind of a god actually loves humans? Those in Greek myth only tolerate us b/c we give them sacrifices-they simply like us b/c we boost their egos. But Christ says, "I desire mercy, not sacrifice", and before He said, "Obedience is better than sacrifice." He doesn't need us to tell Him who He is-He knows it. He is the supreme self-confident who manages to also be humble. That's astonishing. I don't want to be self-confident. It only breeds selfishness and self-conciousness. I want to be confident in Christ, for that's where I am found. He is what makes me, me.
Expertise: I'm the best at breathing. And blinking
Occupation: School, babysitting, music stu
Industry: learning as much as I can! ;-)
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  sign4Him14
Member Since:
10/1/2004
|
|
SubscriptionsSites I Read
|
|
|
|
| If anyone ever reads this anymore, I beg that you read Ephesians 5:3
till the end of the passage. It's pretty key for some things in our
y/g. A lot of ppl in our y/g joke abt homosexuality-but it says in that
passage how bad it is to even joke abt immorality. I've done it too,
and now I've apologized to God...but I really want my friends to know,
as well. I hope that those who need to read this get to. Lol, not like
anyone visits anymore. 
| | |
| Forever busy
is the curse of man. We hide our shame, nakedness, and unworth in being
busy do-gooders. We can't bear to confess that we're sinful so we we
feebly cover our darkness with gayly colored cloth of fine
achievements. Christians especially seem to do this. We don't seem to
understand that our gay cloth is really a dirty rag; that we can't lift
ourselves an inch above the squalor of sin, let alone soar in splendor.
Only Christ
can accomplish this. Yes, our mind recognizes this-but does our heart?
We say we understand-but who really does? All of us would love to lift
above the mud we live in; even those unsaved yearn for this. Why else
do we buy magnificent homes, expensive cars, or the best clothing? But
what we need to realize is this: nothing we do is good enough.
I could stop
there, leaving us with no hope, but that's not the reason I'm writing
this. First we must understand how badly off we really are. We must
scale the facade of grandeur we've built to take note of how much we
actually live in the gutter. Only after we comprehend the absolute
despair of ever helping ourselves can we begin to understand the
sacrifice our Lord made. Speaking honestly, if I saw an old man, with
purple sores, open and festering wounds with rotten, broken teeth and
hair that was wiry, yellowed, and terribly greasy, I wouldn't want to
go near him, let alone touch him. On top of all that, he proudly
displays his apparel, imagining the moldy smelly rags to be a fabulous
pair of jeans and a fashionable shirt. Pretend a burst of compassion
lights upon me. I try to go over and clean him up some. But he utterly
refuses! He's convinced his way is best, that he's living in high style
and that no one is better than himself. He even scorns me, calling over
all of his equally gross friends to mock me, to call me hoity-toity in
thinking myself better than them. Being human, I get offended and
leave, or so embarressed that I shut up and agree that they truly are
handsome princes.
Thank
goodness I'm not the one to save us! I'd fail before I began to talk.
But say Jesus goes to that same guy, hunkers down to his side, and
gently begins to take off the bits of rags, clean his sores and wounds,
and even fix his teeth (you didn't know He's a dentist, did you?). As
He lovingly and humbly helps this man and then his friends, you notice
that Jesus, the greatest King, the most majestic Lord, is beginning to
look less like a King; He doesn't seem so majestic anymore. In fact, He
looks worse than all of those He helped. Because of this suffocating
amount of disase and sin, the Powerful One dies in agonizing pain.
We grieve,
imagining that Death and Hades has prevailed. If one so pure as He
could succumb, what hope is there for us?
In our human,
faulty minds, we don't understand what happens next. As we mourn, we
don't realize the tumult occuring in Hell. Jesus takes those keys of
the grave from Satan, telling His ancient foe that...He won! He has
taken everyone's sin on His perfect, sinless shoulders, and poured out
His blameless blood to cover and wipe away all that filth. In triumph
He soars above the sin and death He so completely conquered, inviting
all who will to come and join Him by taking hold of His hand. By
gripping tight to our salvation, we can fly sky high above our evil
nature; we no longer need to hide ourselves in good deeds and helpful
busy-ness.
Praise Him from whom all blessings flow!
| | |
| God is so great.
*crickets chirp*
Did you hear what I just said!?
GOD IS GREAT!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA.....oh how I love His precious name. You
know, I think we're too serious. Have any of you had a good dose of
Holy Spirit laughter lately? Or at all? Hehehehehe, it sets you up for
weeks-if I'm laughing with Jesus over inside corny jokes I don't have
the time nor energy to fight my parents, to grumble about dishes, to
get upset that Mom took away my library books. (Not like that last one
matters...I'm just about finished with them. Yeah, I got them Monday.
Good books, a mystery, history, and classics. All nice, thick ones. Too
bad they didn't last even a week. Lol)
I've just been relaxing.....the
Lord knew I needed it. I never thought I'd ever get that stressed out
over an SAT test! I couldn't see straight-literally. But I know that I
was fighting hard against....something. Why? Well, satan sure hates
Christians, and the way I figure it, he decided I shouldn't have a good
test score. HAHA! Jesus came to my rescue (hey...that's a song!), and
even if it was a hard day, no, weekend, I enjoyed hanging out with
Daddy.
Do I sound crazy? If I do, I
apologize. I'm really not-this is they way we all should be-crazy about
Jesus. That's just right, it is crazy! Hehe.
So about our dancing a couple of
weeks ago. That's a great church. I understood bits and pieces of the
Spanish, danced on an extremely tiny stage, managed to improvise
precisely the same thing sis was doing at the precise moment she was
when we weren't looking at each other, and played my flute over ppl at
ministry time. Sis might forever be seeing dance moves in her head, but
I'm forever hearing new sounds! New ways to improvise, new ways to
release things into the atmosphere, new ideas upon how a key can affect
someone. The pastor's married daughter is pregnent. I played a song for
her baby in a special key, just for that baby. Red is a color, but it's
also a note-therefore it's also a key. Red represents Christ's saving
grace-salvation. I played it when a girl walked in off the street to
get saved and baptized in the Holy Spirit. Praise the Lord oh my
soul, Praise the Lord!
For the rest of you wondering about the normal things in my life right now.....well....
*crickets chirp*
With Christ, nothing is normal.
| | |
| I strongly recommend my friends to watch Harry Potter: Making Evil Look
Innocent. I'm going to ask my grandparents if we can borrow it a bit
longer, and then perhaps we can have some of you guys over to watch it
after church. Lol, of course, this would all be after FA...I haven't
practiced half of this week b/c of a chest cold-ugh!
How many of you have heard that I'm in 4L? Well, I am, and I'll be
speaking on the prophetic one of these weeks-plz pray for me! I have a
gazillion things to share, but I can't share it all or I'll freak them
out, and I do have a time limit, and I need to look up the scriptural
support so that they don't think I've gone nuts on them. At least it'll
be after FA-I'll have more time to focus on it then.
Are you happy yet? We got snow!! Lol, we got stuck Tuesday night on a
hill-fortunately a teenager was also stuck on the same hill, so his
parents offered to drive us home. How embarrassing!! But I won't go
into that....and then this morning we shoveled....but the wind has
pretty much obliterated our work. Hopefully we'll still be able to go
to church tomorrow. The McCords are coming over tomorrow for the
Superbowl! Whoo hoo! While Dad and Grandpa McCord watch the game,
Grandma McCord and I will be sewing in the bonus room, coming down for
the commercials. Hehe. We're sewing my window curtains...anyway, sis
has to get on. See you guys!
| | |
| Hey, I'll comment on everyone's site later....love you all!
Oh, btw, I got my PSAT scores back!
Aren't these pretty??
  | | |
|
