So I was just reading my devotions and tonight's was on extreme prayer. I use the Voice of the Martyr's Extreme Devotion book. Anyhow, I came across this and wanted to share it with you.
"Prayer. That which does the most, we often do the least. Prayer is our first defense against spiritual warfare, yet often our last resort. Those who are persecuted for their faith teach us the priority of prayer. Their last remarks are not fighting words. Their final actions on earth are not resistance. Instead, prayer is on their dying breath, confounding their accusers and convincing others of their resolute faith. History shows persecuted saints' dying prayers can influence others for the gospel perhaps more than if they had lived. When you are in life's crucible and the flames burn hot around you, will you turn to prayer? Will others see your first and last defense is your communication with you heavenly Father?"
I mean, wow. What powerful words. I am so often guilty of not taking time to pray, for I have a very short attention span and others things soon cloud my mind. But these are important questions. When life get hard and stressful, will I turn prayer? Will others see that in me?
Just wanted to share this thought with ya'll.
I was thinking today about how many people my age, and even older than me, ask themselves that question. Many people wonder why they exist, and what there purpose is.
My purpose in life, and the purpose of everyone's life, is to show the love of Jesus! I want so badly to just shine for Him in a dark and lost world. So that is our purpose. To emulate Jesus the best that we know how, and to share him with those, even in far and distant countries. God help us to actually to this.
Well, it finally happened. Wow. I mean, we have looked and searched for years trying to find this horrible criminal.
He killed so many people.
Trained so many terrorists.
Personally oversaw many attacks.
Gave many hate speeches.
So why am I not happy that he dead?
Yeah, I'm relieved that he is dead and can no longer do the stuff mentioned above. But I feel incredibly sad for his soul. I mean, he no longer has the chance to change or have the hope of heaven. He was a horrible man, yes, but he still had a soul. A soul that I believe missed heaven.
So should we as Christians celebrate the death of a mass murderer, or mourn a soul lost to hell? Just something to think about. I'm not even sure myself...
