This past week's Bible Study was a discussion about Sacrifice. The discussion went into the idea of being a "slave". So many times the first thing that comes to one's mind about slave is bondage, chains, no freedom. But what does it mean to be a slave for the glory of God? Laying your life down for a complete stranger, and showing love to an enemy, shows of a Jesus like love.
There are so many times where we become "slaves" to worldly things. Some of these things aren't actually sins, but they become sins when they take us away from the ultimate goal, of working for the good of the Lord. I have noticed within the past couple months of my life that "TIME" has taken over me. I have become a slave to time, and making sure that everything is done. How many times have I gotten home too tired to think, let alone pick up a Bible or be still in the moment and be with God.
From the Bible study this one verse jumped out at me and stuck with me for several days. It's Mark 10:45, For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life - a ransom for many. How moving is that!! That Jesus, God's on and only Son, came to serve not to be served.
It is a constant struggle every day to put my heart and mind in the mindset of Jesus. But each day I'm reminded why I lay down my life. Because God loves us even if we are the scum of the Earth. Each one of us is unique, there is not one other person like us.
So sacrifice is to choose one specific way over another. With Lent just around the corner, its time to think about the sacrifice that Jesus had. So this Lent, I will continue to put Jesus as the center of my life, no matter how big of a sacrifice that may be.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
When Paul and I got home on Thursday we noticed that Bella had a huge cut on her leg. Whoever heard of a pet emergency?? So rushed her to the vet where they had to keep her for a day and a half to fix her leg and she had to get spayed.
I never new in my wildest dreams that she would be this much trouble. It kind of scared me about kids. If she is this bad how much worst will it be to have kids.
But Paul and I love Bella so much that we wouldn't give her up. She has actually prepared me a little bit more to take on bigger responsibilities. Which can never be a negative thing, right?
Everyday she is growing more and more and changing. Looking through her pictures just 4 months ago she was a little tiny kitten. And now she is climbing on things and getting into things that I wouldn't expect her to get into. Kind of like a kid, huh?