Christ_empowered
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OK. Since I got genuinely saved 5 years ago, I've entered what is called the "recovery phase" in todays mental health world. Good enough, I guess, except...people don't generally "recover" from my own sins and things that were done to me. So...God is good, clearly.
My parents are spending more time with me, which is another miracle. I'm learning how to -do- things, for the 1st time in a long, long time. The Lord has blessed my parents and blessed me, also, and I"m thankful.
I see now...something, you can't change. Around here, I was (am?) expected to "know his place," etc. Now, my parents have higher status, more resources, etc., so...I'm not respected, not well-liked, but when push comes to shove...I get more "breathing room." Again; file this one under "God is good!"
CS Lewis wrote something to the effect that unrepentant sinners are more or less all alike, but Christians are unique. When I was in and of the world, I was another lost soul, big deal. Burn outs, losers, dried out junkies...dime a dozen in modern America.
Now that Jesus has saved me, I have a testimony of His incredible work in my life, over only 5 years. Of course, I'm a work-in-progress; every Christian is, that goes without saying. But...
I get the sense that I get to genuinely, truly, grow up, mature, the right way, this time around. No drugs, no drinking, no crazy prescriptions, no faux "friends" who aren't really friends, at all. God is good!
OK. The community around me may never change, probably won't change that much. Maybe one day The Lord will bless me and I'll be able to move away and not come back. Or maybe...not. I don't know, honestly. I -do- know that God is good (all the time), and that I wasn't good, before Jesus saved me, and whatever I may have had to start out with, sin+satan+self+death+the world took away. I mean, I lost things I didn't even know I had, until they were gone.
Now? Healthy, "higher IQ," etc. Family reconciliation (priceless). A heart of flesh, not of stone. A moral compass.
I praise God for His goodness.
My parents are spending more time with me, which is another miracle. I'm learning how to -do- things, for the 1st time in a long, long time. The Lord has blessed my parents and blessed me, also, and I"m thankful.
I see now...something, you can't change. Around here, I was (am?) expected to "know his place," etc. Now, my parents have higher status, more resources, etc., so...I'm not respected, not well-liked, but when push comes to shove...I get more "breathing room." Again; file this one under "God is good!"
CS Lewis wrote something to the effect that unrepentant sinners are more or less all alike, but Christians are unique. When I was in and of the world, I was another lost soul, big deal. Burn outs, losers, dried out junkies...dime a dozen in modern America.
Now that Jesus has saved me, I have a testimony of His incredible work in my life, over only 5 years. Of course, I'm a work-in-progress; every Christian is, that goes without saying. But...
I get the sense that I get to genuinely, truly, grow up, mature, the right way, this time around. No drugs, no drinking, no crazy prescriptions, no faux "friends" who aren't really friends, at all. God is good!
OK. The community around me may never change, probably won't change that much. Maybe one day The Lord will bless me and I'll be able to move away and not come back. Or maybe...not. I don't know, honestly. I -do- know that God is good (all the time), and that I wasn't good, before Jesus saved me, and whatever I may have had to start out with, sin+satan+self+death+the world took away. I mean, I lost things I didn't even know I had, until they were gone.
Now? Healthy, "higher IQ," etc. Family reconciliation (priceless). A heart of flesh, not of stone. A moral compass.
I praise God for His goodness.