I may not be able to
understand what really is troubling you because I am human. I may, from time to
time judge you despite my imperfections because I am human. I may not be able
to be there for you when you need me because I am human. Good news is, I know
man who shall never judge you, who will be there whenever you call, who will love
you despite all your weaknesses and shortcomings. His name’s Jesus Christ.
Unlike human beings, he forgives unconditionally and renews his grace each and
every day. He loves today, tomorrow and forever. He is able to change the
notorious into the glorious and turn every wrong into right. He is the giver of
peace and happiness. He is a man who died so we could have life, hurt so that
we could be comforted and underwent ridicule so that we could be honoured. He
can tell what is troubling you, he can never judge you for the wrong you committed
and turns your imperfection into perfection. When you feel unworthy in front of
everyone, to another, you are the best son he ever had. You don’t have to walk
around downcast and forsaken. Look up to Calvary and see the man up on the
cross unhappy so that you can be happy. Think of what that man would expect you
to do and walk free
If we must die If we must die, let it not be like cows in the slaughter, walking willingly into the bloodbaths, too meek to resist and too trusting to argue. Let us die like buffaloes in a lion chase or ants in a midday march. Let us die like termites in search of freedom in a hostile world. If we must die, let it not be like birds caught in storm or a deer by a hunter’s spear. Let it not be like foxes caught in traps or flies landing on fire. If we must die, let our death not be told to those with faint hearts and loud wails. Let it not be known by those women who know not to keep their mouth shut. Let it not be told to those frail and on the brink lest they tilt over. If we must die, let the news be hushed and kept silent. Let everyone be told that we refused to be vanquished, that the flame refused to be extinguished. Let them be told that it is not graves but a mound full of seeds and flowers. Lord, if we must die, let us waft out into your presence like sacred incense. Send a ch
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