I want people—my teachers, my coaches, my teammates and classmates, my friends and little siblings at LuHi this year—to remember me for being close to Jesus. Not for being a good writer, a good athlete or a good artist or whatever.
When they think of me, I want them to think of Jesus. That is my greatest goal.
My struggles, thoughts, and feelings over the last few weeks. What God has been teaching me, and is still teaching me now.
A simple senior year update:-)
Have you ever stopped and realized that if the God of the universe loved you so much he died for you, he probably cares about your day to day life just as much?
I will choose to report on God’s faithfulness, not his apparent yet none-existent shortcomings.
I want to be like Caleb and Joshua, who brought back a good report of Canaan and believed their God would remain faithful to his promises.
“While the devil is prevailing, His roots are unfailing. So root yourselves in Christ as you head into 2021, and humble yourselves before the God who prevails regardless of the circumstances.” ~ From a youth group lesson I’ve been working on:-)
This is what I’ve had to remind myself the last year: I am first a citizen of heaven, and secondly a citizen of the United States. Secondly. That does not mean I completely reject everything my government tells me to do. But when it comes into conflict with my faith, I will always choose to obey God over my government.
What is the loudest voice in my mind? The voices of my loved ones, praising me every once in a while? Or Jesus’s voice telling me, “You are loved. You are created with purpose. You are saved. You are cherished. You are mine”?
When life feels strange; when the holidays look different this year and you’ve never missed your annoying cousins so much; when you just want to hug your grandma but you can’t, be confident that God’s love RULES this.
While presidents come and go, Jesus will never leave your nor forsake you.
We are not created to charge life alone. We are not created to decide what we think the Bible means with our single, flawed perspective. This is a lesson I’ve learned the hard way.