I do not see, yet I believe.

I have been contemplating the last few days my motives for believing in Jesus Christ. I consider myself a logical person who takes into account all avenues of a situation before I make a decision. With that in mind, what makes my relationship with Christ so different? My eyes have never met his and realistically all I know about him is written in a book. I have never spoken to him. Actually I take that back. As far fetched as it may seem, I have spoken to Jesus. There have been times whether in prayer, contemplation, or just laying down for the night when I have felt the presence of holy spirit. Words, thoughts, visions, come to mind when I am in this state. All problems cease to exist. He gives me advice, asks how my day was, even lectures me on the wrongs i have done. For those few minutes, the connection to Jesus is so strong that I can barely move. Exiting that stage of thought is like waking up from a wonderful dream. You feel yourself coming around and fight dearly to stay in that dream.

In the end, I am still a person who thinks things through. I am fortunate that the lord reveals himself to me in this manner. Though I do not see him, I still believe.

I have not seen him, but I have heard him, and most definitely have felt his presence.

Have you felt Christ presence lately,

In his name I write,

PJ

Life is good EQUALS not talking to Jesus

My life has been going very well the last few months. By the grace of the lord, i am now attening school full time with a graduation date of may 2012. PhD here we come! My kids are healthy, my marriage is rock solid, i have quality friends, and even joined a fraternity i have been wanting to for the longest time. Within the last couple if weeks, we have even purchased a new car. Life is good, but the nights have been quiet.

I am ashamed to say that as my grace increases, my conversations with christ has lessen. I am embarased about this.

I associate this laziness with being back in college. Place yourself back in college and remember all the good times you had. now think of the days of exams, needing money for books, or running low on money on your food card. When times were good, you never called home yet when times were rough, mom and dad were alays the first person you reached out to. Even when you do call them when their is no problems, the conversations are short and impersonal.

That is where i am right now. Im not proud of it…in fact it is very embarasing. With a silent prayer, i ask lord jesus that you forgive me for not reaching out to you in my times of prosperity. I am who i am because if you.

What are some tips you can give in having a continuous conversation with Christ in good and bad times?

We are all royalty because our father is the king of kings,

PJ

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