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Next Stop: Solo Dolo

"For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will save it" - Luke 9:24 {NIV 2011}

I have lost a lot of people in my past. Its all a part of coming to know Christ. You cannot sit in the same atmosphere influenced by the same culture of a few strongmen and live souled out. Either you are a change agent or an agent that is changed. Ive worshiped a lot of things and people in my past. I was ashamed of God because He was not cool. I wanted sensation not salvation. But some where along the road to Christ I lost myself. I gave up everything I thought I was to become who He said I am.

For years I was stuck in this cycle of forever ending tomorrow. I was walking backwards looking straight ahead wondering how I ended up here again and again. I exchanged permanent for temporary because I wasn't willing to wait. Yet He wasn't willing to watch me die. He began to tear down idols. Everything I put before Him He consumed in a fire so hot His own breath would not bring them back to life. This is freedom.

I owe you that same freedom. The ability to fall on Him in your own faith and not mine. The idea of letting you go is so much easier than the action of letting you go.
I hope you understand if we have to separate. It will never be personal. But this relationship is pulling you so far away.

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Anonymous said…
Wow Sis! You did it again and I loved it. So proud of you and your writing.
March 28, 2011 at 11:35 PM
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