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Because He loves me…God waited

Just a thought…

Ladies, perhaps you feel good men are hard to find because you’ve misunderstood a few things about God’s design. Men were never designed to be found. The bible says, “when a man finds a wife, he finds a good thing and obtains favor from the Lord.”

I know you’ve heard that before, but peep this. It is a male’s responsability to become a man…that man must leave his father and mother and cleave to his wife. Paul said it best when he acknowledged his transition to manhood as marked  by his choice to put childish things away. Note the decision to become mature here.”To put” is intentional. It is not random.  It is a natural progression that requires a special type of humility to be a suitable covering for a wife. A man must understand that when he finds you that you are a gift from God to be cherished. This humility isn’t manufactured by your mere presence either, ladies. Rather, this humility is one fostered by a real relationship with God long before he senses the longing to share himself and his purpose with another.

Let’s take Adam. Adam was active in his purpose and openly naked in his relationship with God. God is the one who said, it is not good for man to be alone.. not Adam.  That means Adam was content because he was unaware that something was missing…and that’s because nothing was missing.  He was complete.  He was whole.  He was mature. He was ready. And when He was ready, God closed his eyes and gave him rest…a deep sleep, the bible says…God removed a rib and formed Eve…Eve was presented to Adam after he was awakened…hmmm yes and no…notice the sequence. God first closed the place of his flesh. God understood a helper suitable would not be a perfect complement if Adam’s flesh had been open.

A lot has changed since that first union….

So what exactly is your role in this process, you might ask…well, it’s not just to wait idly by for a male to mature into manhood…it’s not to put your life on hold idolizing marriage and the idea of being in love or having a soulmate either. Your job ladies is to be…the helpmate…to the Kingdom of God… yes, to allow God to form you into His good thing first…to teach you a level of grace necessary to receive the heart, hand, and yes habits of the one God’s chosen as your earthly covering. It is a process…sometimes it takes a lot longer than you expect, but it is never too late.

Remember, God’s not obligated to your calendar, watch, or your biological clock.

But Why So Long Lawd?

He is jealous of you! You see God’s jealousy is the only type considered good because His motive for having it is pure love…meaning because He knows the hearts of men…that only He is able to love you and take care of you properly so just any man isn’t good enough for you. That is why it is for your benefit to wait and not rush the process.

Take it from someone who got it wrong twice! God will only allow you to be found by one who’s character most closely resembles His. Likewise, His love for the godly man He’s got in mind for you is just as potent so God’s not willing to present him with anything less than a good thing either.

Your job essentially is to allow God to show you your true self. Be prepared to see the good, bad, and ugly. No, I’m not talking physically but internally. When you seek Him first, the all these things is not limited to the tangible ladies. Some of you might have an independent woman attitude like I did.  Yet, when God is readying you to be found you notice that all of a sudden you feel a longing to be joined with another…to do life with a partner. Some might have never thought of having a child, but all of a sudden you have the desire to be around children.  Some of you might shriek at the thought of a homeless person coming near you and all of a sudden you have a sense of compassion that prompts you to dream up a center to help the homeless transition off the streets.  Ladies, as you press into Him the desire to gossip leaves. These things, ladies, are the attributes of God’s character.

These things are new eyes to see yourself as He does. What’s more those new eyes allow you to see others as He sees them. You might even find yourself grieved over the questions from a young girl wanting to know after being diagnosed with an STD when she can have sex again. You might first judge that she doesn’t know her worth, but later being willing to listen to the voice in your heart whispering, “prostitution” and so instead of sentencing her to the foolishness of her actions, you understand the motive behind her need for an answer…and yet you’re still grieved…so you find yourself praying for her safety and that another means of income present itself so she not be required to put herself in danger night after night only to feed the crying baby in the background…these things…yes, these things including that godly man as your husband will come when you seek God first because by doing so you are prepared for the role of being a wife before the ring or even the relationship…

In fact, seeking God first not only transforms your character and your perspective, but your patience is strengthened.

You’re able to say and mean, “God, since you are my husband now, make me the wife suitable to bring Your purpose in me to fruition.” It takes a lot of faith to say and believe that statement, but it takes even more to worship Christ in spite of what looks like a dead situation as Mary did when Jesus arrived after the death of Lazarus. Perhaps we can learn another thing or two from Mary though. Keep in mind while she uttered the same words her sister Martha had only moments before her posture was different. She was sad things didn’t appear to workout as planned but she also did what always did  in Christ’s presence…she sat and worshipped at His feet.  And yes Jesus wept. Jesus expressed His compassion. And I don’t believe it was just because of the passing of His friend or  because of the lack of faith both Martha, Mary, and the others exemplified when He arrived. I believe Jesus wept out of pure love…pure joy over the unexpected ending of their trial…of their waiting period. Jesus wept because He felt the pain this dear sister felt, but moreso he felt her surrender in her willingness to trust in heart despite what her eyes and mouth witnessed.

So you see…I understand the struggle is real in this single abyss ladies…you want someone to hold you…to protect you…to provide for you and to be your best friend…I do too…especially lately. Yet, God through Christ is all of that and more in your mean time for a reason. It’s not because He wants you to suffer or to wager how long you can keep your legs closed. Christ waits to show up so when He gets there your brokenness leaves no room for faking the funk. You simply must be real with God so He can unwrap your covering on earth as it is in Heaven. You see Mary and Martha had reason to worry. They were unmarried and the death of their brother meant they has no covering.  They were the equivalent of widows in biblical times. Yet Mary worshipped. And at the Resurrection of this dear brother all was restorred.

Perhaps, the reason things appear to be taking so long is because you have convinced yourself that the time to resurrect what is left of your heart is long over due. Maybe you have decided like Martha to be bitter. Or maybe you’re a bystander who doesn’t have a clue of who Jesus is and what He’s capable of doing.  Or just maybe it’s not you at all. Perhaps, there are still tendencies in the one God gave permission to find you that must be irrevocably dead by all fleshly accounts before God ressurects him, unties hid hands, arms, and feet, and opens his eyes. At any rate my suggestion ladies is that you take your cue from Mary and worship in your meantime knowing that had a sinhle thing happened in your life a moment sooner maybe you wouldn’t fully appreciate what Christ wants you to understand about why He waited.  In retrospect I am grateful He waited to bless me with the man I desired as my husband because I know He waited because He loves me.

©2017 Nadia Davis. All Rights Reserved.

Just Be Fearless

A few weeks ago I stood in awe of how one prayer seemed to transform my being from an insecure shell of a woman into a confident tigress!  

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…A bit Dramatic I know, but I found myself making plans to go jet skiing next month and if God says the same I will!!!

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For years I had been afraid of heights, spiders, and things that goes bump in the night.  Yet, a few weeks ago, it occurred to me that I hadn’t always been afraid of them.

I couldn’t understand why I started being so fearful. I mean when I was a kid, I used to catch spiders and climb trees!  I had never been bitten by a poisonous spider…well when I was pregnant with Kayla I was bitten by something, but it was never identified.

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I still haven’t put my finger on it, but I do know now that it is not the way I was meant to live. I mean I just cracked out of my self-imposed shell of introversion recently so things really feel new to me.  

I guess I can understand why Jesus said for us to be child-like.  

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Children are fearless because they are naturally trusting. Children believe that the one who created them will never hurt intentionally hurt them. For whatever reason over time, I failed to recognize for too long the same is true of my Heavenly Father’s care for me. 

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Whatever the case, I’ve come to realize that I’m alive for a reason and I can’t  fully embrace  what I’m called to do if I’m too fearful to step out of my comfort zone. So I’ve decided to just be fearless! 

©2016 Nadia Davis. All Rights Reserved.

Walk in Your Weakness

A couple months ago I heard the title of this post and at the time it really didn’t make as much of an impact. Yet, in the last few weeks that phrase has been echoing to me over and over again.
It’s been echoing so much because I’ve been the one saying it. I’ve found myself time and time again telling bits and pieces of how God has made me whole and how He did it by helping me realize that when I bare my true self that as I heal so are others. Before, I really didn’t have an example in the bible to reference, but God is faithful. He reminded me today about the ten lepers. Yes, those ten lepers who simply noticed Jesus’s presence and cried out to Him to have mercy on them. They never asked to be healed. They simply asked for mercy.

And according to that scripture in Luke 17:11-19, Jesus told them to go show themselves to the priest. There were no objections to His request. They simply got up and went where he told them to go. As they were walking, I’m sure they were in pain initially. Yet, the bible says that as they walked they were healed. All ten of them were healed, but one noticed the healing before he reached the proposed destination and ran back to Jesus to thank him.

Now I’ve always heard this passage preached in a manner that almost condemns the other nine simply because Jesus acknowledged that there were nine others that did not run back to thank Him as the one had. In fact, the bible notes that the one who returned was actually a Samaritan. I thought it interesting to know that he was the only one mentioned as a foreigner, yet all ten were afflicted with the same disease. Birds of a feather aren’t the only ones who flock together obviously. Regardless, the awesome revelation that I received from this message was that the one who returned was made whole not just healed.

While so many sermons and discussions of this scenario seem to condemn the other nine, it should not be assumed that they were ungrateful for the transformation they  received just because their response was not immediate. Maybe it’s because I tend to root for the underdog, but at any rate I choose to believe that they thanked God when they reached the priests. Sometimes people only realize how far they have come by the acknowledgement of others. So I’m not here to judge the other nine. Nor am I here to place the one leper who returned on a pedestal. The purpose of this post is merely to point out the importance of walking in your weakness. That one leper received his healing while doing what God told him to do just as the others had and while it was his gratitude that opened the door to his wholeness, his personal examination of himself as he walked forward is what I believe allowed him to receive his wholeness.

 

Just Be Fearless

A few weeks ago I stood in awe of how one prayer seemed to transform my being from an insecure shell of a woman into a confident tigress!  

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…A bit Dramatic I know, but I found myself making plans to go jet skiing next month and if God says the same I will!!!

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For years I had been afraid of heights, spiders, and things that goes bump in the night.  Yet, a few weeks ago, it occurred to me that I hadn’t always been afraid of them.

I couldn’t understand why I started being so fearful. I mean when I was a kid, I used to catch spiders and climb trees!  I had never been bitten by a poisonous spider…well when I was pregnant with Kayla I was bitten by something, but it was never identified.

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I still haven’t put my finger on it, but I do know now that it is not the way I was meant to live. I mean I just cracked out of my self-imposed shell of introversion recently so things really feel new to me.  

I guess I can understand why Jesus said for us to be child-like.  

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Children are fearless because they are naturally trusting. Children believe that the one who created them will never hurt intentionally hurt them. For whatever reason over time, I failed to recognize for too long the same is true of my Heavenly Father’s care for me. 

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Whatever the case, I’ve come to realize that I’m alive for a reason and I can’t  fully embrace  what I’m called to do if I’m too fearful to step out of my comfort zone. So I’ve decided to just be fearless! 

©2016 Nadia Davis. All Rights Reserved.

Yes, Even for a Snicker

I used to roll my eyes anytime I’d hear someone in church say, “When I think about the goodness of Jesus and all He’s done for me….”  That was when I was truly a babe in Christ.  I understand that’s the reason my children found it hilarious when I mentioned how I used to thank God for everything, even a candy bar!

When I mentioned it on our drive home the other day, Recco and Kayla had a field day with jokes.  Even when I mentioned it again this morning, Kayla mentioned with a laugh, “Ooh look is that half a penny? Oh Lord, thank You for the discovery!”

I understand she is a child and laughter has its place so no I didn’t scold her. I simply stated, “You’re laughing but I’m not skimping on thanking God for everything anymore.” When I did that before I had more faith.

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Transparent moment here:  Going to seminary and quitting my job was definitely a step of faith, however it was a reluctant one.   It’s not like I had a hefty savings account or 401 K as a plan B. I suppose you could say I’d been Peter for a minute.  I stepped out the boat, but like him I got distracted by the storm.  Still Jesus grabbed my hand and stopped me from sinking. He’s doing that for me right now.  If there is any doubt in my readers’ minds so far that God is All-knowing and All-sufficient, peep this…

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I mentioned in my daughter’s presence the other day how I needed to get some gel deodorant because I would be wearing more sleeveless clothes for summer.  I thought about how I needed to get some paper towels, and eventually some more toilet tissue.  I even considered that more tooth paste was needed and that I also had just run out of shaving creme for my legs. I also had been running low on soap too. These are things that were only witnessed in part by my daughter.  I had not run out of any of the other things yet, but knew that I would need to replace those items in a couple of days.  I thought about asking a friend for help, but the thought also came to mind that she might get Irish Spring…not being picky, but I like Lever.  I was in the tub when I thought this…nobody but me and God!

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Get this, while I was writing the other day,  the girl I thought about asking texted me that she had some toilet tissue and soap for us.  I never called her to tell her we needed the help. So she brought it over to the house, the bags included the tissue, paper towels, two deodorants -one clear gel, shaving creme, the toothpaste I like-I’m a little picky with that–only in the largest size, lever 2000 soap, and an extra toothbrush just when it was time to replace my daughter’s. She also gave me gas money to which I was willing to ride on fumes until Monday to get a deposit.

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She is one of my best friends and despite my faith she understands how hard it still is for me to ask for help.  Her words, “just take it and say thank you”  soothed a sore spot for me.  I did just say thank you to her, but  also I thank Him because I know God placed me on her heart to provide . This was no coincidence! God meticulously answered the prayers I didn’t even want to ask aloud. I simply stated to myself what I needed, thought to myself what I desired, and He provided just in time.

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Why?

It’s because He is a Good Father!

He is God Almighty!

He is Jehovah Jireh!

So yes, even for a snicker I will give Him thanks!

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©2016 Nadia Davis. All Rights Reserved.

Just Ask

It’s simply baffling that this post did not come to mind before now…a time when I should be sound asleep so I can be at least partially present in church later…yet, if I must be honest, I know why it had not occurred to me before…for the same reason the obvious has escaped me time and time again…PRIDE. Yet, my pride lately has taken drastic measures to conceal itself since I began dying to myself sometime ago. While it would seem my plight grew easier…the manner in which I suffered that is…all along Pride had morphed into a cross between unworthiness and fear.  Who knew all along I packed these hidden cohorts with me on a daily basis…never fully grasping the reason God continually urged me to be strong and courageous. How much stronger could I become? I’ve lost everything, yet I still smile…even my beloved Guardian and Angel were taken and I left my tears with them at the shelter. How dare I be accused of having an ounce of pride left? So it decided to transform because it realized I had no use for it as it was…but pride must be more clever than it’s been…I’ve rested…I’m being revived…I’ve tasted fearlessness before and like a rabid dog has an insatiable desire for blood once it’s sampled it, I too desire satisfaction.

Desires of this heart had been muffled because the pain seemed unbearable once. Yet wounds need exposure…then, healing is inevitable…so it had not occurred to be to just ask My Father for myself…to ask Him to make me fruitful and that my words multiply…to make me wealthy inside and out…to make me shine like the sun in those times that seem so dark…to give me wisdom to say no and to be assured in my response…to allow me to completely and effortlessly fall in love with Jesus all over again with every breath…to remove the calluses from my heart to allow the love of others in as well…to transform my pain into praise…my tears into triumph…my isolation into inspiration…so Father in the name of Jesus, I just ask.

©2016-2018 Nadia Davis. All Rights Reserved.

Just Be Loved

Vulnerability has never been my strong suit. Perhaps that’s why it’s been a minute since I’ve posted anything.  Well, I guess I’m done with my little sabbatical.  I’ve been exploring some of my drafts and other things in life that have had me in a very humble place….not just physically, but emotionally. It seems that God has been forcing me to deal with me.

It’s been uncomfortable. I came across a draft this morning.  Rereading it helped realize something about myself:

  1. I have been paralyzed with fear too long
  2. My unwillingness to continue to embrace God’s love for me was the reason I’d been stagnant.

Before, most of the following had been entitled: Well Done…Time for a New ID, but given the simple directive God gave me not long ago, I felt it more appropriate to name it Just Be Loved instead. Read on…I hope you understand why even this change was necessary….

I went looking for a colorful picture for the scripture 1 John 4:18.  perfect loveHowever, by mistake originally I neglected to place the 1 and saw this one instead:

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18 for you have had five husbands, and you aren’t even married to the man you’re living with now. You certainly spoke the truth!”

I reread the rest of the story about the Samaritan woman.

I have always been glad God chose this type of woman to be one of His first evangelists. I figured if she could be used given her past surely I could too.  However, this morning God allowed me to examine further….to pinpoint her platform and her delivery.download

This woman really didn’t know who she was.  On the one hand, she knew what she believed about God, but she didn’t know what God believed about her…so instead of her trusting God to supply her needs, she sought the company of men..apparently any man.  So she remained thirsty.

Yet, this woman was only willing to seek a filling when undoubtedly her thirst had become unbearable. She lived in the desert so the last thing one would do is be outside at high noon on purpose unless they had no other choice! I’ve considered she had none.

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Like her, there was a transformation within my heart when I first truly began to embrace the love of Christ for me.  Yet, I wasn’t fully able to wrap my mind around that promise until a few months ago because I still identified myself as a product of my past.

This morning God showed me an unwelcome portrait of myself in the account of this lone Samaritan woman.  He showed me when I first encountered His deliverance I had been granted the freedom to be me, flaws and all.   I know now that the abuse had to happen.

Who knew that I had secretly been condemning myself?

Acknowledgment  was my first step to just be loved.

©2016 Nadia Davis. All Rights Reserved.

 

Blessed Quietness

It’s tragedies like these that have the world questioning God’s existence.

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…questioning how any good could come from such a murderous rampage.  So a moment of silence is offered in remembrance of those slain…I intended an entirely different post for today, but tragedy doesn’t seem to care about other’s agendas so I digress the norm for this somber yet alarming note.

A moment of silence…not a prayer…just silence…Vigils are held across the nation in their honor…yet just a moment of silence…Oh of course just silence….that’s the only way to remain PC isn’t it?  So unbelievers aren’t offended…but what about the believer’s offense?

My daughter was offended this morning…the media coverage simply rubbed her the wrong way….rather, it might have even been the right way in retrospect…

“Nobody wants the world to know their kid is dead”

She said it emphatically so I lowered the radio’s volume and tuned into her instead.  Her tone intrigued me so I listened and she continued,

” It’s bad enough that it happened-they will never get the time to heal because ten years from now it will be an anniversary and media coverage will make them relive the loss all over again!”

She was right.  The reality of those who’d endured the tragic loss of their loved ones were forced to relive the events even with the news of this shooting…the media inevitably must revisit these things.  It’s for that reason I’ve chosen not to even mention the specific mass shootings in public places of months, years, and even decades passed.

You undoubtedly know about them. a few are still in litigation so yes my daughter was correct.  Families and friends of the loss are forced to relive the events again and again with each passing day because tragedy is constant in media.

So we as believers are forced to reflect on questions like:

“How could God allow this?”

“Why didn’t God prevent this?”

And more of God’s children become angry with His justice. The assailant perished but how many more bodies will be added to his count before week’s end…Yes, blood continues to flow in the veins of those who were physically injured, but still a deadness is inevitable in their souls…at least momentarily…Perhaps not…maybe the survivors will be strong enough to understand the reason they were spared was because the Father “gave His angels charge over them

Perhaps some will consider it luck because they simply don’t know any better.  Regardless, only time will tell the effects both positive and negative in terms of yesterday’s events in Oregon.

I’m reminded of a somewhat funny quote a friend shared with me a few days ago after hearing the Pope’s address…”I’m not gonna lie, I’m gonna be mad as hell if I was killed and get to heaven and see my murderer there!”  Don’t judge-Real Talk…no filters!!!

We laughed, but her analysis deserves ground now especially because that’s the very obstacle that many believers struggle with now.  Of course, this shooter supposedly targeted Christians …yet so did the Apostle Paul before his conversion.  If this 26 year old killing machine repented and said he believed in Jesus, would he too be in heaven with the slain?

Scripture tells us he would if that were indeed the case…that is if his heart were sincere…We must be secure in our faith regardless because God knows the heart even when we don’t.  That’s what matters in that arena…

Regardless, I’m sure many of those who shed tears for for the other lives lost have smiled at the news of the assailant’s passing whether Christian or not…before either we are human.  and oftentimes our humanity speaks louder than the spirit man if we are not regularly immersed in the word.  Even then, we fall.  I could speculate that this man busted the gates of hell wide open when he failed to take his last breath….Yet, I don’t know that to be true…Only God does.  Regardless, my job as a Christian is not to know the why or the how of God’s will, but to trust that whatHe allows will have more good for the innocents than bad.  My prayer now is that we as a nation and world quickly recognize that and govern ourselves accordingly.

©2015 Nadia Davis.  All Rights Reserved.

Can a Christian be Gay?

Note…this is from the heart…hip…on my mind…not really editing this so be warned…No room for a bunch of funny pics or quotes….just real talk…that’s it…

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It seems a fairly innocent question.  Yet, one with a plethora of possible responses…the easy out would be to choose yes or no, but even that isn’t so easy anymore is it?  For the most part, to answer the question whether a Christian can be gay or not, one would have to inevitably dissect the meanings of at least two words in the question.  Even then, those words, “Christian” and “Gay” are subjective to societal norms.  Norms…it seems that there really aren’t any of those anymore either. Alas, I must agree that with the turn of events occurring within the US in recent weeks, my mind and heart is indeed grieved.  As I’ve mentioned in prior articles, the inevitable civil war that seems to have erupted in our midst came to a head with all that’s happened.

I found it beneficial to my heart and mind to fast from social media for a while. I had great intentions.  I removed the apps from my smart phone and refused to log in on my pc.  Yet, I underestimated the extent the recent news of the Supreme Court’s decision would impact me. So I received a text message from a friend who has been delivered from the grip of homosexuality asking how I feel about the Court’s decision.  I’d forgotten it was expected during my voluntary period of remission.  I thanked him for sending me the heads up and silently before responding further, grieved for our nation.  I regressed. I started to voice my opinion on that day, but perhaps writer’s block had me bound.  I couldn’t pen anything positive…anything plausible…anything useful in my opinion.  So I did nothing that day.

Instead, I waited. I waited to login to anything.  Concern for a loved one who’d been directly impacted by the deaths in South Carolina, I did manage to go online later that night, however. Maybe even that was technically the next day.  Who knows?  Sleep has escaped me for a few days.

I was bombarded with rainbows and insults.  Rainbows and taunts of “love winning” and again I grieved wondering had love really won anything?  Every picture I saw was vulgar and I silently wondered why was it so necessary to display this sin so flippantly.  Why was this area of opportunity one the church had all but sat down when confronted with it?

I was never angry with the court’s decision and I’m not angry with those persons involved with their decision to be a homosexual either, but I am grieved.  I’m saddened that it seems that this and the shootings the week prior or further evidence of our depraved societal standards…then I wonder is there even a standard any more. I watched Madea’s Witness Protection the other day and the remark was made by Tyler Perry’s character aka Madea “It’s a church, of course it’s safe” or something like that in response the apprehension of the Caucasian attorney who asked whether it would be safe for him since it was a predominantly African American church.  I couldn’t help but note the horrible irony.

So I am forced to ponder additional questions …Can a Christian be a murderer?  Can a Christian be a prostitute?  Can a Christian be a liar?  Can a Christian be an adulterer?  And back again, Can a Christian be gay?

I also was told days prior to the court’s determination that a 16 year old boy is now homeless because he decided to “come out” to his parents who are professing Christians. Pain has a tendency to make people do extreme things.  Again, at this news I was grieved.  I thought how not long ago, if a girl told her parents that she was in love with a young man at 16, it would have been chopped up as “puppy love” or “confusion”  The parents might have stepped back and allowed the “phase” to take its course knowing that their teaching would allow her to make the proper decision in time.  Nevertheless, they would not have gone through such drastic measures to prevent the two from being together.  In retrospect, the attempt is largely counterproductive.  While there are exceptions to this…what one thought was “real love” was never a reason to “not love” the one caught in the crossfire of a mistake….well, aside from Shakespearean tragedies…all fictional accounts but eerily similar to the more pressing issues in our reality today…

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Perhaps society refuses to know how deceitful one’s heart can be?

For the brief time I spent on Facebook last weekend, I saw one post state  “religious hypocrites chose to forgive a murderer last week, but now condemn the court’s decision.”

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With that some conservatives would love to say “no” to all of the questions above while some liberals would be in favor of the court results…yet some conservatives would also be in favor of the confederate flag being removed while others wanted this obvious emblem of racism to stay in place because of “tradition.”  Oh how we mirror the Pharasees and Sadduccees in the church now…so quick to point the finger, yet act as if we have arrived on so many other levels….

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Some things are still certain amid all the chaos of our day.  God doesn’t need walls to talk to know what’s going on!  Jesus Christ paid for all of our fallacies with His priceless blood so our judgment of others still needs to be one from a position of real love without compromising what the Bible says about this and every issue that attempts to maligns the will of the Almighty.

God is not mocked and while He is indeed patient, He will judge the land and the people who inhabit it. For the record, that includes how we Christians treat one another as well.

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So back to the question at hand, Can a Christian be gay?  Why bother to answer at all? Consider this one instead: Can a gay person be saved?

For those who might have missed the point in my rambling…that answer is clear…

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