This girl was on fire.
This girl was unstoppable.
This girl believed in herself.
This girl had measurable faith.
This girl was me.
A few months ago I realized what I was most passionate about, and I worked towards it. I knew that God wanted me in ministry so I working hard at getting my ministry 'off the ground'. I had my eyes fixed on the prize. I knew what I wanted and knew exactly what I needed to get it. Everything was going good until I looked back. I remembered what my life was like before Christ and I started to want it back. I missed the partying and the drinking. I missed the attention I got from men when I dressed nice. I craved everything, but the right thing.
In the beginning I was firm in my belief and felt unshakable. I would see those things and not want it, but now all of a sudden I need it, all of it. I started to deafen my ears to the voice of God and made myself vulnerable to the lies of Satan. I went back to hanging with the wrong group of friends doing the same things that dragged me down a long road of hurt. The craziest thing was I blamed God for me falling back because He did not take me to where I want to go.
This girl is filled with anger.
This girl doesn't pray.
This girl doesn't believe.
This girl is hurt.
This girl is me.
1 John 2:15-17 AMP
"Do not love the world [of sin that opposes God and His precepts], nor the things that are in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For all that is in the world--the lust and sensual craving of the flesh and the lust and longing of the eyes and the boastful pride of life [pretentious confidence in one's resources or in the stability of earthly things]--these do not come from the Father, but are from the world. The world is passing away, and with it its lusts [the shameful pursuits and ungodly longings]; but the one who does the will of God and carries out His purposes lives forever."
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Confessions of a Sinner
SpiritualA lot of times we tell ourselves lies to spare our own feelings. Sometimes you just have to be honest......sometimes you just have to confess.
