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Poisoned Eternity
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I wrote this for an essay contest on 'What is important to you?' 400 words or less.
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One frigid night in early January I had the opportunity to meet a man who I am confidently able to express as teh most valuable person in my teenage life. I hadn't seen Him since my childhood, but he still came nonetheless. He was not to blame for all the years I'd kept him in the dark. I had denied his existence throughout my entire adolescence. No longer would I do so. By the end of the night I was silently crying, begging for forgiveness. A wave of His love washed over me, pulling me under. God forgave me for countless transgressions against him in such few years, as a silent tear rolled down my cheek.
Before my reunion with Awesome God, I was a pretty decent kid. I maintained an A average, I was dedicated in sports, and I was outgoing. I steered clear of the drugs, alcohol, and wild parties that my friends were occupied by. Despite all that, I was far from perfect. I gossiped, swore like a sailor, craved male attention, hated myself, and once gave into peer pressure. The result of that was a brush with getting sexually assaulted, reoccuring nightmares, and more heartache than I'd felt in my entire life.
I stood quietly in the middle of a group of Christians. I was afraid, shaking uncontrollably. The second their hands touched me and prayer started, the shaking ceased. That night His spirit washed over me and brought a smile to my face. Mere months later, I have an entirely new outlook on life. I have found a purpose for crawling out of bed each day. I'm keeping my attitude positive, even in the trials and tribulations I face daily. I'm on fire with His spirit, and I'm truly passionate about God. I no longer spend my days engulfed with thoughts of only myself. I've learned to release any grudges I've had against people and forgive them for the harm they've caused me. Beyond that, I've begun stepping out and sharing love with the people who are currently stuck in the place I just left. Or worse, trapped in a world full of extreme pain.
God is so important to me, not just because he brought me out of the dark period of my life, but because he continues to help me in my daily life. Sometimes, I'll talk to God about how to deal with my relationship issues. Usually, he gives good advice. And when softball gets hard, I pray to God for help with delivering each pitch and creaming each ball. When faced with a cruel disbeliever, he gives me the steadfastness to hold fast to faith and not give an inch, but still show love when none is showed back.
"With God, All things are possible."
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One frigid night in early January I had the opportunity to meet a man who I am confidently able to express as teh most valuable person in my teenage life. I hadn't seen Him since my childhood, but he still came nonetheless. He was not to blame for all the years I'd kept him in the dark. I had denied his existence throughout my entire adolescence. No longer would I do so. By the end of the night I was silently crying, begging for forgiveness. A wave of His love washed over me, pulling me under. God forgave me for countless transgressions against him in such few years, as a silent tear rolled down my cheek.
Before my reunion with Awesome God, I was a pretty decent kid. I maintained an A average, I was dedicated in sports, and I was outgoing. I steered clear of the drugs, alcohol, and wild parties that my friends were occupied by. Despite all that, I was far from perfect. I gossiped, swore like a sailor, craved male attention, hated myself, and once gave into peer pressure. The result of that was a brush with getting sexually assaulted, reoccuring nightmares, and more heartache than I'd felt in my entire life.
I stood quietly in the middle of a group of Christians. I was afraid, shaking uncontrollably. The second their hands touched me and prayer started, the shaking ceased. That night His spirit washed over me and brought a smile to my face. Mere months later, I have an entirely new outlook on life. I have found a purpose for crawling out of bed each day. I'm keeping my attitude positive, even in the trials and tribulations I face daily. I'm on fire with His spirit, and I'm truly passionate about God. I no longer spend my days engulfed with thoughts of only myself. I've learned to release any grudges I've had against people and forgive them for the harm they've caused me. Beyond that, I've begun stepping out and sharing love with the people who are currently stuck in the place I just left. Or worse, trapped in a world full of extreme pain.
God is so important to me, not just because he brought me out of the dark period of my life, but because he continues to help me in my daily life. Sometimes, I'll talk to God about how to deal with my relationship issues. Usually, he gives good advice. And when softball gets hard, I pray to God for help with delivering each pitch and creaming each ball. When faced with a cruel disbeliever, he gives me the steadfastness to hold fast to faith and not give an inch, but still show love when none is showed back.
"With God, All things are possible."