I’m driven. I’m inspired and challenged. Every minute of my life.
There’s an itch within my being that prickles at every available opportunity, and silent it won’t be.
I’m naive. I think I can change the world, and I want to. However, I can’t. But I’m gonna try.
Changing the world rests in the fingertips of God, who with a single move, can sway the oceans apart.
But I’d much rather attempt to make a difference, than idly waiting around for a single soul to minister to, who may not cross paths with me unless I get up and walk forward in faith.
Why am I so driven? And with so much passion?
As a continuation effort to my post on Predujiced, I couldn’t help but marvel at the assurance of my salvation.
How often don’t I tell kids, “I’ve been there, done that. So don’t try it.”
“Salomé, we’ve heard that tons of times!”
“So wake up!!!!!”
Life is not a game, and neither is the dating game, so chuck that phrase out of your vocabulary.
At times, I wish I could re-live my life. I’d do things so differently. I’d live a pure life.
But then, perhaps now more than ever, I’m thankful for the hard lessons I had to learn in life, for purity tastes so much more sweeter now.
I now embrace it more tighter than anyone can ever imagine because I know what I’ve lost, and I know what I’ve gained.
Christ is my ever present helpmeet, my guide, my inspiration and my life-long Lover.
Perhaps, just perhaps, it’s fair to say He predujiced me into loving Him. Oh, how sweet the thought. 🙂