a prayerful 4.10

Yes I prayed. I prayed a lot. No one could tell I was praying but I was praying. I do not know how people survive in this world without being able to plug into an incredible power source, Jesus Christ. Having a personal relationship with Him is the most amazing thing anyone could ever experience. I guess that's why I speak my mind so much on my other blog, hoping people will try to find Him or see Him. The world is full of people who are going to HELL. There are people out there who think they know God, who think because they are a "good person" they will make it to Heaven. Well, they won't. Daily people are dying and going straight to HELL.

So I am fired up. Fired up that "the" church is not totally doing it's job. Fired up that I have not done my job! Fired up that Satan is having his way in churches and homes. He has waged war and many of us are letting him win! During this run the only thing I could do was be mad. I remember dating this guy a long time ago who was a youth pastor. He would always say, "When is the last time you were on your knees crying for the lost?" Now I get it. I get it.

Talking to God on this run helped clear my mind and it confirmed to me that God is delighted by my desperation. He wants us to be burdened. He wants us to be desperate. He wants us to stand for the truth and lead others to Him.

Some will be offended. Some will be hate the message and hate the messenger. But Christ was hated. He was laughed at, talked about, gossiped about. He suffered. And I will too. How about you?

prayerful running,

amanda