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Saturday, May 11, 2013

Life and Faith


Did you know there is no such thing as a perfect relationship? For a time, I did not know that. I had my head in a fantasy land looking for the ‘Perfect Man’ who would be perfect just for me.

In the 15 years since I thought that, I have discovered that God has a man out there who is perfect for me, but he will have flaws. And he will make me angry at him. And he will be insensitive, among other things. Because that is what men do. And this is OKAY.
I will make him angry as well, and frustrate him, among other things. Which is what women do. And this is OKAY.

We will also make each other laugh, smile, feel at peace and secure with the other, honor the vows we took the day we got married and so on.
It is because we are made differently. God did that on purpose, to balance each other out. Men and women are to complete each other, and become one (Gen. 2:24, Eph. 5:31).

Jealousy and insecurity have no place in a Christian home. If these two things exist, then other problems also exist. I cannot speak to a lot of that as I have not been a wife in a Christian home, but I can speak to the fact that if you are not equally yoked, so many more problems arise.
There is another with which we must become one with in order to taste the full joy of living a complete life. We must trust in Jesus Christ, as Lord and Savior of our lives. He is the Way, the Truth and the Life, and He saves us from becoming an enemy of God.

John 10:15-17 (NASB)

15 even as the Father knows Me and I know the Father; and I lay down My life for the sheep. 16 I have other sheep, which are not of this fold; I must bring them also, and they will hear My voice; and they will become one flock with one shepherd. 17 For this reason the Father loves Me, because I lay down My life so that I may take it again.

Jesus gave His life, the only perfect life ever lived, for us. He did it so we might live – not just life here on earth, but eternal life, with Him, in Heaven. I, for one, cannot wait to see Heaven. I long for the day when I can touch the Hand that was nailed to the cross so I might thank Him face to face for loving me enough to go through that brutal and violent death.

Trust in Him. Find someone to talk to. Or contact me.

Choose a life that is truly worth living and really live it.
 
 

 

 

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