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2/27/12

I will remember...



Some people have a tendency to forget things.
Like me. I forget. I forget what I’m supposed to be doing. I forget which track of a cd one of my brothers asked me to listen to. I forget when my best friend’s birthday is. I forget what verse I was trying to memorize yesterday.

Sometimes I forget about what God did for me. I mean seriously- that’s something important, and I forget about it.
Jesus was perfect, sinless, pure. He had lived in heaven, He had been with God since before time. But, for you and for me, he came to earth. Dirty, dusty, filthy, too hot, or too cold, sinfilled earth.
FOR ME!

man. HE did that for me! Wow!

but I forget about it. I forget about it when something doesn’t go my way.
When one of my brothers is being rude, and interrupting, or when one of them is telling me what to do, or when one of them won’t listen.
When one of my sisters is grumpy at me, or when one of them won’t stop talking about something I don’t want to talk about, or when one of them tells my best friend something I didn’t want anyone to know.
I forget, and I get upset. Sure, a lot of the time I just keep it inside, but I still get mad. Sometimes thought, I actually let it all out.

Do you know what Jesus did for me? He was ridiculed, spit on, accused of being a worker of the devil, and worst of all, He was murdered. He had to hang on a wooden cross with nails in his hands and feet. They gave him vinegar to drink{you know how revolting that stuff is?}.
He did all that for me.
And yet, I still forget. A lot of times I don’t want to think about that type of thing. When a teacher taught about it in our Bible class last year, he went into so much detail that I basically “zoned out”. It was nasty, and I didn’t want to listen to it because I was afraid I would get more sick than I was.

It should actually make us sick to think about what Jesus went through, just so that you and I could go to heaven.
Me. the girl who is constantly battling with discouragement, jealousy, bitterness, anger, etc.
but, He died for me anyway, so I can go to heaven to live with HIM for eternity.

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