live my life

You know, I read this verse in Acts just before. It said how Paul and his mate Silas were put in prison, and it was midnight -- and there they were, praying and singing to God. My first thought? "Ha. That must've looked kind of funny."

Who I am? I mean, really. These guys lived their lives for God. I say that's what I'm trying to do. But come on -- how much am I really trying here? Oh, I can just see me in detention, praying out loud to God and singing hymns. That's so me.

Sad as it is, I still care what people think of me. I'm not going the whole way with God -- oh, I want to. There's no point in life, if you ask me, if you're not living for God. Galations 2:20 -- I used to have the whole thing memorized so much that it would constantly run through my mind. It returned last night.

I've been crucified by Christ and no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body I live by faith in the son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me. 

I'm a follow of Christ. I no longer live -- Jesus is living in me. The life I'm living in the body, I live by faith in Jesus... who loves me and gave up His life for me.

I have to give up my life for Jesus. To give up my life means...that what people think of me won't make a difference. That just because something seems hard I won't give up -- because I can do anything through Christ who gives me strength. That I'll say hi to the person who nobody gets and that I won't just shrug when someone asks me why I think something.

That my plans for my life aren't what God has for me. That I have to Let Go; Let God.


  1. Your posts are always so...well, all I can say is *awesome*. Thanks so much for writing these knds of posts! :)

  2. I can see how Paul and Silas singing in prison would be pretty funny, Emii. ;)

    That is such a wonderful verse! as is this post :)

    love always,


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