When I became Christian, like Abraham:
I started thinking about my portable tent, not a permanent place.
I started thinking about my altar building and not my riches gathering.
I started thinking about my Worship not my Wallowing.
I started thinking about my sacrifices, not my success.
I started thinking about God’s Gate, not my Goals.
When I Became Christian, like Moses:
I found that talking to God was good but listening to God was better.
I found the pillar of fire would watch me in the dark and the cloud of coverage would embrace me in the day.
I found out that I WAS lost, even though I didn’t know it.
I found out that I became Saved only after I found out that I was lost.
I found out that I am Saved into a place I thought I was guaranteed but didn’t know it was not my right to be there.
When I Became Christian, like Jacob:
I found that I wrestled with God, a lot, and still do.
I found the pit of my Darkness was no match for the Light of my Lord.
I found the ladder of peeking at Heaven was always within my reach.
I started saying: “Surely the Lord is in this place, and I was not aware of it.”
When I became Christian, like Jarius’s daughter:
I found the Source of my Joy.
I tapped into the prayers of generations prayed for me.
I realized where I was sleeping and dead in my faith.
I realized Jesus WAS always knocking.
I realized that Jesus woke me, healed me, met me where I was.
I realized His gentle Hand.
I found the Born Again nature of my soul.
When I became Christian, like the Sinner I am:
I realized Heaven comes from a Savior’s Sacrifice and not my “scraping by”.
I realized not everyone knows this, but for some reason I was chosen to understand.
I realized that Jesus was, is, and will be Lord God Almighty, not just a scapegoat of the day.
I realized that Jesus was, is, and will be the Promise realized.
I realized Jesus as the Lord and not just the Son sent temporarily here.
I realized He Was, Is, and Always has been here and there.
When I become more Christian, like the Christian I want to be:
I realize that I can be really deceived by my own blindness.
I realize the realness of the devil and the rampage of his influence, everyday.
I realize that Jesus doesn’t give up even if the devil doesn’t go down without a fight.
I realized that I need the shield of the Almighty and the gentleness of the Lamb.
I realized that Jesus chose this path and walks it still every day.
…and so should I.
And so should I.
More Fearful Following, Less Folly.
Debbie Upper 