Wednesday, July 21, 2004
But if you do not do so, then take note, you have sinned against the Lord; and be sure your sin will find you out. (NKJV)
One thing. One thing can alter the course of your life. One sin. You may know in advance, as in the case of killing someone. If I kill Suzy, I'm going to go to jail. Suzy will be dead. Her family will be devastated. My family will be devastated. On and On. But, sometimes, you don't know. It just seems like one decision, and you'll ask God to forgive you and it'll be done. Under the blood. Right?
Don't get me wrong, the shed blood of Jesus is the singularly most effective remedy for sin that ever was and will be, but you know what? He paid for sin, but you may have to pay a consequence or two. And while you can chose your sin, your consequences are the wild card.
My one thing was a boy. I loved him. I loved Jesus. I wanted the best for us, spiritually, and he wanted to make love. I'd like to think that maybe he really loved me, and honestly believed that it would be a good step for us to take. We did live in this world, and lies like this abound, and sometimes, even people of faith believe them. So, there I was, loving him, and Jesus, and I had this choice to make, and I figured, I'll get out of this; I have a plan, but I found myself too compromised. My plan went out the window. I remember the night before, when Jesus troubled my dreams continuosly. Jesus always says important things to me in dreams. I did not take heed.
One thing. I didn't even enjoy it.
My spiritual life unraveled, slowly, then quickly, and then almost completely. Just one incident. The boy and I didn't stay together after that. It was just that one time. I had no idea how it would change me, but it changed me. I asked God to forgive me, right away, but I did damaged I couldn't begin to see. Oh, young raga. 17 years old. If I could tell you what I know now. Sweet child of God. What did I miss because of that one thing that caused ripples like an impossibly big boulder in a bottomless ocean? Dear Jesus.
Did you know that some of your struggles are because of your one thing? Some of them are because of your parents one thing, or your great great grandparents. This is why we need salvation. One thing an angel did, who was so awesome, that he had a musical instrument built inside of Him, for God's glory. One thing a woman, fashioned by God's own hand did, because a serpent told her something, and it seemed like a good idea at the time. One thing a man did, because it seemed okay, and *she* did it. Did they know that thousands of years later, we'd be feeling that ripple? All of us. One thing.
I do want to share, fellow ragamuffins, that God is merciful. If you have one sin that turned to many, or if your struggles are of a simpler breed, God can, and will deliver, if you ask.
I am free. It is finished. My one thing was washed in a sea of mercy a few days ago. I'm sailing on that fine and lovely sea, and my sail is pointed in a whole different direction than before. I broke my life; I couldn't fix it. I was forgiven, but I still had to deal with the consequences--some of which, I wouldn't have dreamed would have happened. Like Much-Afraid in Hinds Feet and High Places, Jesus allowed Sorrow and Suffering to be my companions, and did not spare me their lessons. I am different because of them. Thank you Jesus.
Joe, I forgive you, and release you to the Love of God. And Claudia, I forgive you. You go girl! Enjoy this. Jesus gave it to you. At long last.
Don't play with sin, children of God. You can't know where it will lead, except in death, and you can't know exactly what or who will die. But, raga, you ask, how do we live without sin? We only read ragamuffin diva because we are jacked up like you. And to that, my sweet readers, I say, lean like a pimp in a Cadillac on Jesus' everlasting arms. I know that's an awful metaphor, but you saw it didn't you? Ha! Lean like you can't stand up straight. You can't. Lean like it's all you've got. 'Cause it is. Fall on mercy. Fall on Love. And for God's sake, and yours, too, choose life. Memorize 1 John 1:9.
The life you save may be your own. And your children's. And their children.
I am opening my blog as an altar call. Come, and confess and ask God to forgive you of one thing, or many, or anything. Let me hear you. I'll be praying for your freedom. It's time.
Yours in the perfect will of God, by His Grace and for His glory.
Posted by ragamuffin diva at 8:51 PM