My Jesus Blog

I first accepted the Lord Jesus Christ when I was very young. At that time it was a little old country church named Hopewell Baptist Church. I had been raised Baptist in the small towns of Kentucky and even though (like most of us in our young and we know it all years) I said my prayers every night, well almost every night. I loved him as much as I thought I could. I was meek, had a big heart that I wore on my sleeve. I would give my last dime to someone if I thought they needed it worse than me. I still do this even to this day. I could not say an ill word to anyone unless I thought someone was being treated unfairly or mistreated. I just wanted to help in any way I could. (Helping Others is my Calling. My Devine Gift From God) I followed other people's direction for my life. I never had an opinion of my own. I was gullible and had no desire to learn. The best quality I had at that time was my heart. I always tried, so very diligently, to find ways to fix everyone's problems. No matter how great or how small, I felt I had to find the solution to fix it. I remember worrying about everything! It had been my choice, not God's choice, to take on everyone else's burdens, but I sincerely felt It was a good and noble quality to have! However, it is only a wonderful quality when you have enough knowledge and faith in the Lord to lay what you can not handle, fix or solve at the cross for Jesus. Looking back on it now, I think I had the mentality that if everyone around me was happy, then I could be happy. Then there were the very difficult times in my life that I thought I knew best by taking matters into my own hands and making a huge mess of things! Mistake after mistake. These were the only times that I would pull Jesus off the top shelf, wipe off all the dust and cobwebs and beg HIM to have mercy on me! To please find favor in me and forgive me for my disobedience of not seeking his will first. I expected him to fix this horrible mess I had created by not seeking HIS will first. Want to know the most wonderful and exciting news about all of this havoc I had created for myself? Jesus was always there to restore! HE still loved me UNCONDITIONAL. Don't misunderstand, I paid the consequences for my disobedience and I got spanked. Really hard spankings at times, but I learned and I have never forgotten those spankings. What an AWSOME, FORGIVING, LOVING father we have! Amen.