The most painful tormenting traumatic words ever spoken to me is “nakaka-stumble ka” while the thing I always wanted to be known for is living for and loving Christ.
If I could turn back time I’d choose not to be labeled or seen as small group leader. I cannot change that, instead, I can lose weight of peoples opinion about me. Anyways, I am not responsible to the versions of me that exist at others mind.
Recommended book for all Christians: Accidental Pharisees by Larry Osborne. Avoiding pride, exclusivity, and other dangers of OVERZEALOUS faith.
I read this book many years back. I am so desperate to tweet this, needing the church to hear this message.
I forgive you for being disrespectful, critical, taking me for granted & questioning my leadership. I also forgive myself for allowing you to hurt me. I’ve never met a person I could lose hope & confidence for, after discerning what lies in me apart from the grace of God.
I used to feel the need to tell my story to keep the facts right. Now, choose to believe whatever lies you want. I will save my explanations to those who are willing to listen purposely to “understand” and I will remain silent to those who are harsh, vindictive and cruel.
I am desperate to be healed from excruciating pain caused by closest Christian friends who turned out the most piercingly critical I’ve ever known. Why we, Christians, can’t stop having measuring stick on others? There is more than one fact at least, which we know nothing about.
It’s quite scary to share your life with friends. Time may come that it might be used against you. In my 44 years of existence i will say that my life is much better when nobody knows what you are up to.
I find it offensive whenever asked if my fiancé is a Christian. After a very loooong wait?! Why would I settle with someone who is not a lover of Jesus? I never lowered my standards. It actually grew overtime. It’s pretty obvious why I reached this age… then why asked? 🤷🏽♀️
Not all gifts are pleasant, some are painful. Should it be called as gift or curse instead? What benefit or do we gain from feeling the pain/warning of the unknown?… until you’re already out of your mind to discover.