“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord . “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.”
JER 29:11 NLT
“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord . “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.”
JER 29:11 NLT
I find it amazing how one simple song can bring back so many memories. As I was listening to Spotify, when “Whom Shall I Fear” by Chris Tomlin came on and memories from two years back came rushing to my mind like of herd of bisons running for their lives. “Don’t forget me, Sara!”
Back then I thought those nights were awful, but looking back at them, they were actually not that bad. It was at this prayer group my mom and I went to every wednesday for six months. I saw healing. I saw manifestations. I saw the things I, as a long-time Christian, have always wanted to see. Things the pastor has only spoken of.
Maybe I’m selfish, I don’t know, but the awful thing was that nothing, NOTHING, ever happened to me. Those nights the holy spirit was present and everybody could feel it, I was the only one not feeling it. When they laid hands on the sick, they were healed. When they laid their hand on me, nothing happened. As the others were sitting in the living room, I sat in the kitchen drinking tea. Thankfully, I had David.
David is one of those persons you learn from. You learn and learn and learn. About everything, but especially about things in the Bible. Maybe, just maybe, I needed that then. I am not saying that it “wasn’t my time” for my healing or deliverance because I believe it is always God’s will to heal and to deliver. I believe that certain attacks just have trouble letting go. Which happened to me.
I was delivered last summer so the deliverance came, but I believe that God used that time when I was not being delivered, to teach me. About him and about the Bible.
My point is, when the Devil attacks you, God is there. Even though you can’t see it. Because usually, when you feel like you’re in a hopeless situation, that’s where God does his best work.
First of all, before you start reading I just want to inform you that the following is my experience. What I write is a bit personal and I also know that some people may not understand what I mean, even after I explain it.
I’d like to start off today’s blogpost with a bible-verse. I haven’t done that in a while.
“A spiritual gift is given to each of us so we can help each other. To one person the spirit gives the ability to give wise advice; to another the same spirit gives a message of special knowledge. The same spirit gives great faith to another, and to someone else the one spirit gives the gift of healing. He gives one person the power to perform miracles, and another the ability to prophesy. He gives someone else the ability to discern whether a message is from the spirit of God or from another spirit. Still another person is given the ability to speak in unknown languages, while another is given the ability to interpret what is being said. It is the one and only Spirit who distributes all these gifts. He alone decides which gift each person should have.”– 1 Corinthians 12:7-11
I would like to talk about what for me is a heavy subject. Drugs.
Because of my dad and his addiction that sooner or later led him to death, thoughts saying “test drugs” does not exists in my mind. I have this personal goal saying that I will never ever try it, to prove both to myself and to the people around me that my past doesn’t automatically settle my future.
My friends, however, are not as fortunate.
My mom keeps saying that it is shocking how many kids these days are burned out when it comes to God. (I call them kids because I still see myself as a kid even though I turn seventeen in two months). How many kids -or teens- there are that are so very convinced that there is not a God. I don’t judge them. I would be one of them if I hadn’t seen God perform miracles myself.
I, however, tell her that drugs are nowadays not a big deal. I have several friends that have tried it, and a few that does it on a regular basis. …and that comes from a girl that is born and raised in a Christian home and does not hang out with “bad guys”. Please sense the sarcasm so you don’t get offended.
So, what do you do when one of your best friends texts you saying; “I might do drugs later.”
You pray. At least, that’s what I did. I prayed while walking around in the small apartment repeating the words “God is bigger.” to myself.
I also sent him a dramatic text saying:
No, I do not support it.
No, I do not judge you.
Yes, I still love you.
Yes, I will be there for you if you get in trouble.
You already know that it’s not good for you, so I won’t tell you that. I’m trusting you in this. 🙂
You could choose to become scared. To become really terrified and walk back and forth while rubbing your hands together. But, actually, you don’t have to. Truth is, God is so much bigger. Plus, Jesus gavs us the authority to pray against evil. I keep finding myself forgetting that. God is bigger. He can fix this. We have got to trust him.
Roses. Happiness. Awakening. Those are the words that comes to mind when I think about last week. Roses; because there were a lot of them. Happiness; because I haven’t felt that happy in a long time, and awakening; because all of us realized how real God is. As if we all have been sleeping all along and we finally woke up.
I went snowboarding. Destination: Norway. A church I have been going to since I was little made this camp, consisting of eight people.
Two nights before Valentine’s day Pumba, the camp-holder (I’ll tell you the story behind the name another time) came up with this awesome idea of giving out roses to people with Bible-verses taped onto them. So that’s what we did. We bought one hundred (yes, one hundred!) roses in different colors and then we sat around a table writing down the Bible verses on small pieces of paper. All of it written in Norwegian.
…and the greatest of these is love. 1 Cor 13:13
…and do everything with love. 1 Cor 16:14
We went to the mall in town, giving roses to cashiers, costumers and random people on the street. At the ski resort we gave them to the workers and skiers/snowboarders. Everything was so much fun and so awkward, but it still felt as if doing this was the most normal thing in the world.
That night, being the last night there, we decided we were going to pray for each other, one on one. Considering this was a Christian camp, everyone had done this before, and I don’t think anyone really expected this time to be different in any way. This time was different though. The Holy Spirit fell upon the room and I, who apparently have some sort of discernment-gift, could really feel what a threat we were to Satan. How angry he was. The night was truly amazing and the people got to use their spiritual gifts and grow in their faith.
It felt as if everybody realized how real God is that night, and how it really is a fight being a Christian. I am so thankful for that week, and I’m thanking God for everything that happened.
Do you want to know why I blog so infrequently? Not because things are not happening in my life, they are. It just feels like something else is going to happen, and that I can’t publish anything until just that thing – whatever it is – happens. Does it sound confusing? Well, that’s because it is.
I met a close-to-family, brother-in-Christ a couple of days ago. He was actually preaching at the mall I just happened to be in at that moment. I also just happened to walk by just as he was done.
This man, however, is really close to my family. He has known my mother since she was in high school and he also knew my father. For those who don’t know this already, I lost my earthly father when I was eight years old, and before that I hardly knew him. So, I can basically say that I have never had a father. Or at least never had the ”father-experience.”
However, he has told me that I can see him as my father (he has no idea of how much I appreciate that) and I, for some epic reason, do. A little bit.
But I noticed something this time I met him. Even though we talked for maybe two minutes he still somehow managed to tell me that he loves me like, five times. The thing was that I have absolutely no idea how to react. How to respond to it. I just stood there like; That is very nice of you, thank you. I also began to cry when I got out of the building. I’m still not absolutely sure why.
The same day, but a couple of hours later, I met a guy who was completely changed by the Lord. I have known him since, the age of five, maybe, but this was the first time meeting him in four years. We were sitting at the couch in church, him; telling me his story and how he found God, and me; doing my best not to cry. While sitting there I realized how God makes all things new. (also how bad I am at keeping a conversation going) And how God changes your life completely. How God is always with you, even when it doesn’t feel like he is.
The thief’s purpose is to steal and kill and destroy. My purpose is to give them a rich and satisfying life.
John 10:10 NLT
I have also found an amazing song that I thought I would share with you guys.
Life Is Beautiful by The Afters
God bless! Love, Sara
Have you ever heard a song which makes you set your focus straight? A song that is more than a song because it reaches to your soul and makes you think? I just found my song and I know it’s going to be one of my favorite for quite a while.
I have been thinking a lot, and I have felt a bit like I have given up. Again, as most Christians know, times will get harder. And you hear of all these things that are going to happen, and you can read about it in the Bible… I’m not worried, but I have felt as if there’s no idea to do anything. There’s no idea to study drama because I’m sure I won’t be able to star in a movie. Can you understand a little?
This song, however, it gives me a bit of a perspective.
Sure, I might not be able to ever star in a movie, and I might not even move to the U.S., but God has created me for this time. I was made for this time and he has a plan for me. He put a dream in my heart; a dream of becoming an actor. I don’t know why it is here, but it is here. And I believe he put it there for a reason. I’m supposed to learn how to act. It’s all a part of a plan. What to do now is to trust Him.
This was written in the middle of the night a few nights ago, and I decided today that I should publish it.
What I wrote goes out for you too. Weather you believe it or not; God has a plan for you and he loves and cares about you so much. All you need to do is put your trust in Him.
A few days ago, my Anti-Christianity-History-teacher said something that caught my attention. He said ”I’m pretty sure there’s a lot of Christians in this class, but when it comes to believing, not that many.”, then he smiled (the same smile he always make each time he says the Jesus-story is a fairytale) as if ”that many” was an extreme exaggeration.
For the rest of the day I thought about the school’s Christian association (or whatever it’s called) Shalom. You see, when we were taking the school photo of every association at school around 80 students showed up for Shalom’s photo. Then, at the actual meeting I was on, we ended up being somewhat 20, and the girls who were taking care of the meeting were both completely amazed so many had shown up.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love that Christian compound, even though I have only been there once this semester.
The thing is, I totally get the ones which doesn’t come. I grew up in a Christian home, I went to church with my mom every Sunday, and at the age of seven I went to a Christian school. My mom wasn’t strict when it came to my faith, so she didn’t force me to church when I ended up not wanting to go.
Can I just clear one thing out? Going to church and hearing the same thing you have heard hundreds of times, that is boring. The pastor is talking all about how Jesus died for you because of love, and how he later went up to heaven and will come back very soon. He talks about how God does miracles even today, and sometimes you even wonder if he personally has seen any, or if it’s just his job to say that. Been there, done that.
I’m gonna say the same thing my mom always says about this; ”I want the real thing!”
Now, when I’ve seen God do miracles myself, I can’t handle going to Christian meetings where it doesn’t happen anything. That doesn’t give me anything. I’ve been to too many meetings like that.
I’m not clanking down on the church, so don’t leave this site believing that. I just want more churches to come alive, because our God’s alive. He really is.
There’s a guy named Jefferson Bethke who uploads these amazing youtube-videos about faith. One video really made me think. I have been thinking about the same thing, so I’m going to write parts of the video mixed with my sayings. You can watch the video here.
You probably know that there’s passages in the Bible saying that Jesus asks for everything in us. You need to give up everything for him. You need to love him more than your mom and your dad and everything on earth that stand you close. Pretty rough, huh? It’s almost like, how dare he attitude?!
But if you think about it, how come he is the only one we get mad at for asking that? We are perfectly fine with everything in our lives asking everything from us and asking us to sacrifice for. It’s not that we should get mad at Jesus for asking everything from us, in fact, everything does that. You might not even believe in God, but everyone has that one thing that is King or God. There’s one thing in every single one of our lives that demands everything from us. Even the dictionary defines God as “whatever we make supreme”.
Reality check: If you can’t give it up, you don’t own it. It owns you.
So, it’s not that Jesus is unique by asking everything from us, but Jesus is unique because he gave up everything for us first! Jesus is the only one out of lust, anger, adultery, relationships, reputation, power, sex, he’s the only one out of all these things that actually gives you everything.
The other things always over-promise and under-deliver, but Jesus only says “I’m only demanding your life because I gave you my life. I’m only demanding your obedience because I served you first.” When you understand that, when you see that the cross is the ultimate compelling love pulling you in, you’ll realize that he’s better than every single thing you’ve been pursuing in this life.
”Everybody thinks I’m crazy. They say, ”you take the Jesus-thing too seriously.” Well, I don’t know, but Christ took me pretty seriously when He died for me on the Cross”
Jesus died for you. Yes, for you. I know that I sound like every other pastor when I’m saying this, but you have to know that. He died not just for the sins you have done, but for the ones you will do. He took our filth and our sin, and the beauty is; when you trust in Jesus, you’re included in him. When he went to the grave, so did you, and when he rose from the grave, your life became brand new. He said that his job is finished, that your new life begins. You can actually have freedom, stop wallowing in your sin.
No wonder it’s called good news, right?
My strength is in Your name, for you alone can save. You will deliver me, yours is the victory. Whom Shall I Fear?
I’m leaving you for now with this amazing song! God bless you!