Christianity
I was a dead man walking before I met Christ.
Sometimes I get goose pimples when I look back at where I was before I met Christ and compare it to where I am now. My life has changed so much that I often wondered why I waited so long to follow the savior. Even so, It has been a long journey with lots of ups and downs, but I would not trade it for anything else.
As I get deeper into my journey, I have learned that God’s favor toward men comes in parcels. Sometimes they are big; other times they are so small one can hardly recognize them. And that is where a lot of Christians lose faith and stumble. We fail to thank God for small mercies because we set our sights on the big shiny things. And when those things do not materialize, we blame God.
I did not choose to follow Christ because I expect him to rain mana down on me. I followed Him because He was the only one that was willing to give me a second chance. He opened His arms and said: “come.” And I yield His call. I am glad I did because I did not know I was a dead man walking until I met Him.
He chose the nails
When it was time for the solders to place Jesus on the cross, He never flinches. He could have used His supreme power to free Himself, but He didn’t. And though He had the option to call ten thousand angels to set Him free, He chose the nails.
Friends, there is no limit to God’s love. What He did on Calvary was not for a particular group of people. It was for me, you and the entire world. He made sure no one was excluded.
13 Greater love hath no man than this that a man lay down his life for his friends.
John 15:13-KJV Bible Gateway
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