My First Love

My First Love

“All the way back, all the way back, all the way back, to my first love.”

- Bethel, “First Love”

/ Quite a while ago, The Creator of the skies and seas breathed my soul into existence. He took lifeless dust and molded it to resemble His image. He made life where there was no life, and Light where darkness was present. He’s my first love, because He loved me before any other being did. In fact, til this day, He loves me more greatly, passionately, fiercely, loyally, than anyone ever has or ever will. God is my first love.

taken from my notes [08.16.2019].

Still an important reminder for me. I should really believe and find strength in these words. <3.

[FRIENDLY REMINDER] We’re Running on Borrowed Time

We’re running on borrowed time. Let’s make every moment count. Let’s realize what battles are worth fighting and which ones are not. God’s in control. 

Fear is a Liar

As a teenager, child, believer, whatever it may be, I’ve come to the terms that fear is a liar. Every bit of it. Every type of it, excluding the fear of God.  What fruits does one receive from succumbing to fear? None, for fear steals joy; fear steals happiness. I am very aware and alert to the fact that fear is different for every person, and can range from a minimal lurker to a severe draping of darkness and anxiety over one’s life, nevertheless, there is One that is greater than fear, and His name (Jesus) will set you free. 

Fear is a Liar, but Jesus is my Savior and he died for just that.

Remember to die to your fears not just today, but everyday.

P.S: Tomorrow just happens to be my 16th birthday. :)

Thriving in Weakness

      Did you know that God’s grace is more likely to fall upon the weak? Powerless? Defeated?

You see, though everyone has a chance to experience God’s grace (and already has), it’s those who are the most helpless and vulnerable that savor the full goodness of it. Why? Because at the lowest point of their lives is when joy is the most welcomed and appreciated.

Getting five hundred dollars is merely not enough if you’re rich and residing in the house of your dreams. Now how about if you have no source of income and are barely getting by? Whether you’re in that predicament for years or just a few hours, receiving five hundred dollars would warm your heart. Tingle your toes. Heck, you’d probably even cry. There’s a deep gratitude that emerges when you move forward from being at the bottom. There’s a humbling presence that surrounds you when you realize the grace in your life, but never forget where you once were.  Being weak doesn’t make you poor, or vice versa, however the message rings clear: the helplessness that arises from being weak can birth gratitude for God’s goodness in your life.

“He raises the poor from the dust, He lifts the needy from the ash heap; he seats them with princes and has them inherit a throne of honor.”

   1 Samuel 2:8

God loves working in the hearts of the weak, for His strength shall make them strong. His work in their lives illustrate mercy and love. And even if they were to ever forget Him, there’s no doubt where their help came from.

“I lift up my eyes up to the hill. From where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.”

    Psalm 121: 1-2

God, You are so good. All the time, I know that is true. Even when I feel hurt, lost, broken, scared, alone, I know that You are so good. I know that Your identity is not according to my feelings. Please help me become familiar with that truth more and more, and every single day. Life is a process. I will hold on to the truth that You're always working in the midst for my good (Romans 8:23), and even when I can't see it (or feel it), God, You are so good to me.