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Rachel_Louise
Rachel_Louise
25/F I am a sinner, redeemed by the blood of the Lamb.
Judah’s fathers were foolish and proud. They did not take into account The law of God; it was ignored! It was lost in the temple, and then restored. As Saphan, the scribe, reads the book aloud Every sentence, every word, and every sound Pierces the core of who I am. I am like a grain of sand Tossed in a sea of woeful grief. Waves of sorrow come out in tears. I tare my clothing and cry, What sin! I see the danger Judah is in! Great is the wrath of the LORD that burns Against us; my soul is greatly disturbed. Walking in wicked, wavering ways My nation cannot and will not obey. Judah follows the footsteps of her fathers. I plea for mercy; only God can alter Hearts to do as He commands. Behold, the total depravity of man!
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Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 7:36 PM UTC
King Josiah
My conversion brought drastic change; Thoughts of me were never the same. I thought I was unshakably strong, Yet I proved to be weak; I was wrong. I thought I knew God, and He knew me, But I desired all the glory. I said to everyone, “Look at me!” “Look at my splendor and majesty!” Self-centered, sensual sins Never ceased to reign within. I kept my monster-self caged in Hypocritical bars of fake religion. I hated God and I hated His law. My whole life showed that all I did was sin. I did not know Him, And He knew not me- I was dead. But at an appointed moment in time, God saved this heart of mine. In light of His purity, I saw my sin, And repentance developed deep within. God graciously opened my eyes to see Jesus’ death was meant for me. He died condemned in my place So I would be saved by grace through faith. Undeserving of God’s wonderful gift, I cannot help but want to live In a way that seeks to glorify Christ, My Beloved Savior, my All, my Life!
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Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 7:11 PM UTC
My Conversion
“Hands up!” the soldier shouts. “Don’t shoot!” he cries. “What will you do for your wife’s life?” Tears, tears stream down her face. “I, Sir, will take her place.” “You?” he asks. “Yes,” he says. “Why would you give up your life?” “She’s my wife; I’m one in Christ With her, Sir, and I am called To lay down myself, my life, my all, To love her as Christ loves His Bride, His church. He willingly gave His life for her. Therefore I’ll die in my wife’s place. Whatever the outcome, my wife is safe Entrusted in God’s faithful care.” The soldier lets down his gun and stares.
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Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 5:03 PM UTC
Hands Up
By:  Rachel Louise Traveling to glory Through life, the couple cannot Vision God into sight. It’s been over fifty years Since they said to one another, “Till death do us part.” They’re waiting for the day Until they take their last breath And see Him And declare, “Jesus Christ is LORD.” Angels prostrate themselves and proclaim, “Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God, the Almighty Who was and who is and who is to come.” The couple repeats what they say.  The lovers Declare this to one another Back and forth for decades, until She enters into rest In the middle of the night Near to him.   He asks, “What is it?” and she Answers, “It’s time.” “Time,” he affirms until he Feels weakness overtake her body. “Glory!”  She joyously cries, and Beams, content with Her wonderful Savior, her Blessed Lord of all.
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Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 1:58 PM UTC
Glory