I am often concerned about people who use the word christian for themselves, but they don't have any idea what is involved in being a christian. They may believe it is a term for believing in God and that is all they know. The word Christian is so abused now days that is scares and turns people off of the real issue. I look at the word Christian and see Christ. Christ at the beginning of the word and at the beginning of everything in this world. What would it be like to tell someone you were an Un-Christian and then go on to explain that you love Jesus Christ and believe in what He did for us all, but do not want them to stereo type them because of the word Christian. Maybe they would relax more and listen to what you have to say. It would be kind of like de-bunking the word Christian. The more I think about the pre-fix Un though it sounds negative and I definitely don't want that.
All I know is that I was born into generations of a Bible believing family. God planned for my life even before my great great grandparents lives, of course he planned for their lives too. He wanted something from them and from me. There is no other answer in my mind as to what He wants from me. To help Him bring others to a relationship with Him. He gave life to me and put me in the family I was born into in order to use me for that purpose. I have no other purpose on this earth. He could have placed me in a family that did not know about the love and grace of Jesus Christ. Or maybe one that says they are Christian but do not live out their words. I thank Him every day for the family He put me in.
I cringe when I see or hear stories about people on TV shows or in some churches that are yelling be saved or go to hell. That is not the gentle loving Christ I know. I do know that you can't conform Christ like a ball of clay to what you want Him to be, or how you want to live life. Lately I have been wondering if someone can lose their salvation. I have heard off and on through my life that you can't. In God's word He tells us that we can not inherit the kingdom of Heaven if we are not living for Him here on earth. It is a hard and scary truth but it is for real. My greatest fear when I was growing up was going to hell. I accepted Christ as a child out of that fear but if I had walked away from Him as I grew and matured doing my own thing and interpreting His word the way I wanted to live it, would He have accepted me into His kingdom? I have never ever wanted to find out. This world is much to scary for me to take that chance.
Christ needed more from me. This blog stems from what He needs from me and it will reach who He wants it to reach. I have determined that it is not enough to accept Christ when you are a child, as you grow and mature in age you also need to grow and mature in Christ. He will never leave you or forsake you and He is always, always a whisper away. You will stand before Him someday and He will judge you and ask you "what have you done with the life I gave you?"
As for me I will continue to plant seeds and let Christ do the harvest. I am not an in your face "Christian" telling others be saved or else. I am a Christian who is trying her best to live out her faith. Or maybe a Un-Christian that knows the true meaning of the word and will not throw it around lightly. The only people that I get "in their face" to much about their faith is my daughters and their honeys. (fiances/boyfriend) God also put you girls in the family you are in because He has a purpose for you.
I do need to do what I fill God put me on this earth to do in my own quite gentle (I hope) way.
My daughters and their men are my biggest field right now. I know girls that you accepted Christ when you were little, but He needs more from you. My prayer is always that you will want to give Him more.
Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord. "They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope."
Love you all, Cynthia--Mom
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Thanks mom for all your words of wisdom!! I love you!
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