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I love sweets. I mean I really love sweets. Cookies, cake, brownies, ice cream, pudding, cereal, candy, if it has sugar in it, I cannot resist it. That’s why I have to limit how much of it I keep in our house. If it’s there, I will eat it. This is an area of my life where I definitely lack self-control. I realize part of the problem is that the more I try to stay away from it the worse I get. For a while, I had a good solid run of limiting the amount of sweets I had been eating. But that’s only because I hadn’t been buying them and hadn’t really been a lot of places where they were offered. But then summer happened. Going to this bbq and that dinner and then this holiday came and that holiday came and the desserts were bountiful. I can definitely tell by the way my clothes fit (or don’t fit now) that I went overboard. This morning I got a revelation. The reason that I lose control is because I haven’t allowed myself to practice self-control. By keeping sweets out of the house, I really wasn’t practicing self-control or exercising discipline. I never had to make a conscious decision to not eat the sweets because they just weren’t there. If I ever want to be able to truly resist the temptation I have to actively say no to the temptation when it’s right in front of me. The more I practice resisting, the easier it will become and that is when I will truly achieve self-control.
“The temptations in your life are no different from what others experience. And God is faithful. He will not allow the temptation to be more than you can stand. When you are tempted, he will show you a way out so that you can endure.” 1 Corinthians 10:13 NLT
“For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ, for it is the power of God to salvation for everyone who believes…” Romans 1:16
I am a Christian. This is not something that I’ve ever tried to hide or cover up. In fact, when I was younger, I know I didn’t get invited to participate in a lot of activities with my friends and sorority sisters because I was “the Christian”. I was never ashamed of who I was and I think people actually respected the fact that I stood firm on my beliefs. But somehow, I think I still missed the mark. I was being selfish with the Jesus that I loved and served so dearly. Meaning, I didn’t really share him with anybody. I was good at inviting people to church but always struggled with telling them about Jesus. But I have come to learn that the world doesn’t need “church”. The world needs Jesus. He is the source of all hope, the answer to our problems, the lover of our soul, the One we can turn to for help in any situation. I have learned that it is not religion that saves us, but our relationship with Jesus Christ. I can even speak on that personally.
I grew up in church. My family went to church Every. Single. Sunday. I sang in the choir, served on the usher board, taught Sunday School, was part of the youth mission, yes, I did it all. I knew all the bible stories and could even recite the books of the bible. I had all of the religion, but lacked the relationship. Now don’t get me wrong, I am so thankful for the foundation that I had because it helped me tremendously when I went through those crazy college years. Like a lot of people, I was out doing things I had no business doing with people I had no business doing them with. But eventually, the lifestyle I was living left me in a sad and lonely place. But it was Jesus that saved me. I mean He literally saved me. One time, I was in a very scary situation and I called on the name of Jesus and instantly things turned around (I will share that situation at another time). Jesus has not only physically saved me, but also emotionally and spiritually. Knowing that I have a purpose, knowing that I am loved, knowing that I can do all things through Him gives me such a powerful outlook on life. Things may not always go according to my plan, but I know that He has the master plan and it will all work out for my good. The best part of having a relationship with Jesus is knowing that when I leave this earth, I’ll get to live with Him in paradise. I do believe that hell is real, and I don’t want to take any chances when it comes to spending eternity there.
I am so glad that someone took the time to tell me about Jesus. If I never heard about Him and then took the time to get to know Him, I shudder to think about where I would be in my life right now (and if I would even be alive). I wrote all of this to say, if you know Jesus please tell somebody about Him. You could help save a life. If you don’t know Jesus but want to, just ask me how to meet Him. He’s one of my best friends!