Time to own up to the sin.

Owning up to sin, seems so easy right? Most would say, "Well I'm not that bad of a person, I don’t do this….. I don’t do that…. So I can't be that bad." It's easy to look at someone else and say that well you're not as bad as them. And continue with sin. I said to one of my friends not long ago that recently I have been realizing how sinful I am, their response was "Well that just means you're getting closer to God". So is that the truth? Perhaps, but on the other hand she gave me an excuse for my sin. It's like saying that well my sin isn’t increasing; I'm just noticing it more because I'm becoming closer to God, its comfort words.

I am a sinful being. That’s it, I have no excuse. You're black or white, cold or hot. There is no in between. Every one sooner or later has to pay for their sins, in equal. And I KNOW I don’t want to pay for mine, do you? Think about it, every time you curse, you sin. Every time you envy that person for what they have, you sin. Every time you disobey your parents or those in charge, you sin. The list goes on and on.  Someday the bill will come, the question is can you pay for all that you’ve done? The bible says we are to be a light to the world. How are we to be a light when the lens is dirty and scuffed? One of my favorite sayings is, "If you clean the inside of the cup, God will clean the outside".

I don’t know how to end this; I wish I could say that I am making progress towards becoming more like God. But I'm not. I'm so consumed in sin I don't even know where to start. Yah, I can read my bible, I can pray, I can do good works. But I don’t know how to understand, I don’t know how to give up my all, and I don’t care enough to bother to give up my time. When did I become this sinful? I don’t know; the devil is like a hungry lion looking for someone to devour. Sin crept up on me, and now I don’t know how to stop it. It's time to own up to my sin. Will you own up to it as well? To be honest I'm scared, scared to be responsible.

Are you scared to break silence?

"Why are we talking about this?" I found myself asking this question today, as the people in my class began to talk about Song of Solomon then proceeded to quote it.  Why is it becoming popular to talk about making out, groping, and sex? Should these things not be reserved for marriage, or should we follow and say "If everyone is doing it then I should be too"? I truly admire the people who reserve themselves for their husband or wife; I'm not talking of the people who wear a purity ring because the celebrities are wearing them, and then saying "it must be cool". No, I'm talking about the people who even without a ring you can tell they are pure, they're not messing around, nor do they want to.

So, what's happened why are we talking about sex like its normal to be doing it out of marriage? What's happened to our innocence? How many of you have heard of 13 year old girls having abortions, who has heard of children committing suicide because they where messing around then suddenly their boy/girlfriend broke up with them and now they feel unloved and unwanted? I'm not saying that we shouldn't talk about love! I'm saying we should talk about love in a pure form.

Innocence is not an easy subject to address, why?  I feel like I could say so much more about not messing around, but how much do I know? I know a lot of things about myself and my beliefs but how much do I know about others and what they believe? What is this feeling of having no power; after all I am only one person.  How can I change the mind set of others without causing pain to myself? The answer is there is no way. I know the path in front of me is hard and most definitely painful. But I will take it up, are you still on board? Or are you so too scared to continue?

If you are still with me, comment below saying something about a person who you are truly trying to help out. Remember not to take on too many people at first, this is hard! Start with learning about one person, just one for now.

Why are we silent?

The person who sits next to you in your first hour class, who are they? Second hour? I know you probably know their name... but who are they? How much do you know about them? I attend a small school of only about 50-60 students in high school, so for the most part I know everyone's faces and names, but who are they? In my small class of 11, we find ourselves fighting quite a bit. The people who should be the closest people to me are not. I often find myself thinking "What's happened, at one point everything seemed to be going so well?" So what's happened? Silence.
Yah, we still talk about what happened the weekend before, but how many times have we spent just talking through things and coming to a solution. So many times we get mad at each other and just let it sit... Why? Is it because we feel it doesn't apply to us? For me, I'll admit it, I'm scared. Fear is the very thing that is keeping me from telling others what's truly wrong in my life. And it's the same very thing that is keeping me from asking others what's wrong in their life, and truly driving to find out if I can help. How much do I know the pain of others around me, nothing at all. How much do you know?
How much longer are we going to sit in this dead silence and not care? So if you will, how about taking up a challenge, a challenge to end pain, to end suffering, to end the feeling of no one caring, and ending suicide? I'll blog, blogging is easy! But I'm called for more than just the easy... I'm called to make a difference, are you?
PLEASE: Comment below, will you take up the challenge? Will you end the silence?