Today, we have mega-churches that make money from the faces of their pastors.
They are so marketed that we begin to idolize them. More…
Have you ever been at a party where two rival sports fans are present? When ever two intensely passionate people have something to argue about the meeting is often explosive, tension filled, and awkward to be around.
Recently, a close friend of mine terminated our friendship; quite abruptly, actually. During the few months of thinking I could do what I wanted, act how I wanted, say what I wanted, and judge as much as I wanted, his actions helped me to realize the stupidity behind my pride. As I spent those months thinking I was such hot stuff, everyone else saw me as a prideful snob. Afterwards, I began to break down the walls I built. I needed God. I was nothing without him, and I realized I was so wrong before to think I was so great.
Recently in my life, reality came knocking on my door to borrow a cup of sugar, but when I opened the door, reality slapped me right across the face.
Within the past few months of my life, a lot of major changes have granted me the opportunity to really focus on my relationship with God. I mean, I began to really try to become someone who could make God proud to call her daughter, or to call her loved. However, there has been a reoccurring problem.