@ThatRandomKlutz13
We cannot control the storms we are in, but we can control what we focus on in the midst of the storm.
And in my current storm of loneliness, anxiety, and sadness - I'm chosing to focus on Jesus. He is the only thing that will provide me joy in this season.
The joy of the Lord is my strength - Nehemiah 8:10
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I'm so excited to see the revival that is happening globally. To see how many people are turning to Christ! Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life! If you're hurting, lost, scared, or feel alone, He will be there for you! Jesus died for you and loves you so much! The world is full of so much evil, and the world will fail you, but Jesus never will!
Jesus died on the cross for you and me - and He is coming back soon to be reunited with those who love and follow Him! Don't miss this opportunity to not only receive peace now but for eternity! He's waiting for you to come running into His arms. And it is truly the best feeling in the world to have Him in your life!
If you're ever interested in reading some Christian-based articles, feel free to check out my story below. It has different articles all pertaining to current situations. I originally wrote these on Medium.com through a group called Faithful Writers, so if you're interested, be sure to check them out!
https://www.wattpad.com/story/401519469
Here's a little poem I wrote to encourage all believers in these dark times...
**Knock Knock**
Something dark is coming.
It's knocking at our doors.
This death was just the beginning.
It's a hardcore spiritual war.
**Knock Knock**
Don't mean to scare you, but the time is now.
God calls you His warrior.
Don't break your vow.
When you chose this life, you knew it wouldn't be easy.
Are you ready, child?
**Knock Knock**
It's time to strap up.
Tighten your belt and secure your breastplate.
Don't forget the truth you're fighting for.
Slip on your helmet and pick up your sword.
Are you ready for God's love to pour?
Peace is at your feet.
That alone is no defeat.
However, it's time for more.
Don't let that faith of yours keep hiding in that drawer.
Grab your shield and be ready to roar.
**Knock Knock**
Go open that door.
You're equipped for war.
@ThatRandomKlutz13 Very good. I know you hint at this in your poem, but of course it's a spiritual war against demonic forces, our battle isn't even with literal weapons against literal people, even though demons use literal people with literal weapons against us! We're like sheep amongst wolves, but we have a Good Shepherd :)
@ThatRandomKlutz13 It's nice to meet you.
Hello!
@Gybrizz_Chem Thanks haha it's nice to meet you too! I read some of your work. You're a gifted writer.
I honestly feel like I need to say this, and some of yall might not believe me, but it needs to be said. With everything going on in the world, wars, more and more celestial events, insane weather that is happening globally like never before... everyone can see something abnormal is happening on this earth. And they aren't happening by chance. Jesus is coming back soon to this earth, and trust me, there is nothing better than having a relationship with Him! He loves everyone so much and does not want anyone to be left behind. Please, if you don't know Him, turn to Him and get to know Him before it's too late.
She stares at her reflection, and what does she see?
Enough disappointment that could fill the entire sea.
It starts on the surface level - hating her stare and hair before she begins to compare.
Wishing that she could be in her friends' bodies, where they didn’t have to care about what they needed to wear.
Then she begins to reflect on her life and the desires in her heart.
Like how much she loves the idea of marriage so much that it sometimes feels like it could tear her apart.
Guilt kicks in.
She stares at her reflection, angry at herself for wishing for a different body when she knows that there is nobody else.
That her Creator and Father made her beautiful in His eyes.
And that she should see herself as a prize.
She’s angry because she knows people whose bodies writhe in pain and would give anything to be okay.
She knows her beauty is more than skin deep, but the devil keeps on telling her that she is nothing worthy to keep.
She’s angry at her heart for wanting to be loved, because she knows that she is God’s beloved.
Why does it gotta be so tough?
Is she not praying enough?
She prays for Him to take the desire away, knowing that He’s all she needs. And she wants to only want Him, because without Him, she’s nothing better than a bunch of weeds.
She stares.
…and stares.
…and stares.
Slowly, she sinks to her knees, crying out with soft pleas. Oh, how the devil is such a tease, wanting nothing more than to make her question what she believes.
But God intervenes and reminds her that this, too, shall pass faster than the wind kisses the grass.
And that while she currently feels alone, He is right there with her.
And nothing could ever possibly change His mind.
Hey, stranger!✨️
The ancient book of Ruth is reimagined, through my eyes and maybe you'd be interested to see the way I envision it.✨❤️✨️
https://www.wattpad.com/story/368132395?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=purpleskiesanddreams