But it all starts out with the sinner's prayer. "Oh my god, I'm a worthless sinner...please help me Jesus." Etc. And then your saved, whatever that is. And then you get to tell everyone else what a piece of crap they are, I guess. I went through that. I came back from the first Gulf War all screwed up. I had that "conversion" experience. It worked. It helped me. But when I got my life back together I started to introspect. I was in therapy so that was kinda part of the process. The more things straightened out the less I needed the emotional crutch. So now I'm doing good. Got a family, a house, two cats and two kids. My brother died but that's how life goes. I don't feel like a sinner. I'm doing everything right. I can't find a reason to do the "saved" thing again. I don't need it to compensate for what I can't be. It seems like Jesus has to be more than that. If not then I can't see the need- for me anyway.
Chris
It starts off with "Jesus, I can't do this alone. Please help me".
Carrie Underwood coined the phrase quite well in her song "Jesus, take the wheel"
Have you ever been there? Let Him take the wheel (you can always take it back).
p.s. in the early spring of 1988, I was driving with my three year old, and year and a half old boys from Seattle to Detroit. I was alone, tired, and downtrodden. Then the skies went from blue to black (in Montana), and we hit a blizzard like I've never seen or felt before. I was on I-90, and then I was spinning out of control at 70 MPH...
Chris, I had three seconds to say to God before life as I knew it and my sons' lives too were over, so I said something. I said "not my sons Lord, take the wheel".
I never took the "wheel" back concerning my sons...
Now they are respected NCOs in the military, with combat duty under their belts, yet a very humble attitude about themselves and life.
One day, we'll talk about them, but the point is they both followed suit, in asking God to "take the wheel" of their lives (shocked the **** out of me, in a good way), and they ain't doing too bad.
Ask God to "take the wheel" Chris. Take a chance. Hold on too tight and lose everything. Hold sand in your palm easy like, and the sand stays. Grip it and it sifts through the fingers like a sieve. Ask God to teach you how to hold the sand...
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