The easiest thing I could do is walk away from Jesus. It was easy because, I knew he would be there when I returned. So, day by day my inches grew into feet that, I used to walk away from my Jesus. I back slid my way to the entrance of hell. I danced with devil and I was sleeping with the enemy. I put God second and everything else first. Each day I stop reading my bible, I stopped fellowshipping at church, and I wasn’t living holy. I was tired of living by the good book; I wanted to have a good time. I wanted to take risk and live on the edge. I wanted to be free and act my age. I wanted to be careless for a moment. I wanted to have a taste of the fast life again.
To my surprise, I was just preparing my bed in Hell. I was giving my life to the enemy because, I wasn’t giving it to Jesus. I stop caring about church, my religion, and my morals. I was going through a screwed up period in my life.
I didn’t even want to listen to gospel music, I didn’t want to attend church, I didn’t want to be around Christians, and I was just living like a crazy woman.
Anyhow, times got hard and I wanted to return to Jesus. But I didn’t know how to so, a situation occurred (My car broke down and caught on fire on one of the deadliest bridges in America. I had a panic attack.) That situation scared the heck out of me! But it didn’t change me. I still felt distant from Christ. I wanted to pray and talk to Jesus but, my relationship was gone. I felt like my prayers were only reaching my ceilings. I really felt alone and broken. I just needed Jesus. I felt like the world used me and tossed me aside. I felt like God was allowing me to suffer. I wanted him to quickly rescue me the moment my life was falling apart. (However, I had to remember that God wasn’t my puppet who came to my rescue on my time.)
Anyhow, my spiritual life was in complete shambles. I was a wreck and so was my life. I wanted to fix my relationship with Jesus because, I knew that things were going to only get worst without him.
So, one day I prayed and I cried my heart out. I repented and asked for forgiveness. I told Jesus that I wanted to rekindle our relationship. I asked him to forgive me of my foolish acts. And during our intimate moments I told him that I’ll give him my life. I told him I’ll do whatever it is that he needs me to do. I told God that I missed his secure presence and relationship.
Now I’m back on track and I want to do more Godly things and be around Godly people. It was my worst mistake to break up with Jesus. I woke up mad, I was mad throughout the day, and I went to bed mad that’s all because, I wasn’t putting God (Christ) first. I was catching Hell…….
It feels good to be in the arms of Jesus! Oh, it feels good to have a relationship with Jesus. I’ll never walk away from Jesus again!
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