WhereisHe?
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The chance you will understand the condition of my heart is low, but my soul is crying and I don’t know how to comfort it.
I read a lot of scriptures. I had to do it in order to keep it in my heart. But after a lot of reading, my heart started to change, to a point that I had to stop reading.
All the words I ever read and believed, I wanted them to be true, not just in my understanding, but in real life. My heart and soul started to thirst, think of things I did not know could be true and possible. I started to desire something I don’t know, I started to dream and desire to heal broken people. I’d close my eyes and imagine it. I started to question what it really means to know the truth, and what it really is, because all I read was not happening in my life and around me. Jesus stole my heart, and eventually my life - I can’t stop thinking of Him. But my desires that are not even my own, are not being fulfilled. I cannot remove them. Everyday I expect God, every day I go to sleep with sadness, that comes from a real thirst of Him, my belief and faith what He can do, yet nothing. Why is He so inactive, my soul asketh. I wanted to stop believe, I stop reading, but my soul is so uncontrollable, refusing to be calmed down, I’ve never gone through it, it’s like a thing that keeps seeking, you say calm down, take a rest, but it keeps seeking. You are tired of this guessing game, strong desires. It’s so overwhelming I’d wish to stop the strong feeling in me, and just forget.
I don’t want my own life. I’m too aware how life is short. I crave to be a living sacrifice, I can’t think otherwise anymore. I want people to really know the Creator, I want Christians not be confused what Jesus’ words mean. I want plain truth, plain Jesus. Oh, how I wish one soul would underhand, where my words come from.
I read a lot of scriptures. I had to do it in order to keep it in my heart. But after a lot of reading, my heart started to change, to a point that I had to stop reading.
All the words I ever read and believed, I wanted them to be true, not just in my understanding, but in real life. My heart and soul started to thirst, think of things I did not know could be true and possible. I started to desire something I don’t know, I started to dream and desire to heal broken people. I’d close my eyes and imagine it. I started to question what it really means to know the truth, and what it really is, because all I read was not happening in my life and around me. Jesus stole my heart, and eventually my life - I can’t stop thinking of Him. But my desires that are not even my own, are not being fulfilled. I cannot remove them. Everyday I expect God, every day I go to sleep with sadness, that comes from a real thirst of Him, my belief and faith what He can do, yet nothing. Why is He so inactive, my soul asketh. I wanted to stop believe, I stop reading, but my soul is so uncontrollable, refusing to be calmed down, I’ve never gone through it, it’s like a thing that keeps seeking, you say calm down, take a rest, but it keeps seeking. You are tired of this guessing game, strong desires. It’s so overwhelming I’d wish to stop the strong feeling in me, and just forget.
I don’t want my own life. I’m too aware how life is short. I crave to be a living sacrifice, I can’t think otherwise anymore. I want people to really know the Creator, I want Christians not be confused what Jesus’ words mean. I want plain truth, plain Jesus. Oh, how I wish one soul would underhand, where my words come from.