I fear God

 

Many say that if you are a good person, you have nothing to fear for. But based on your judgment, are you sure you are a good person? 

Can you count on your fingers all the people that you’ve intentionally or unintentionally hurt in the past? 

For me, being a good person, is whoever follows the Bible and believes/fears/love God and Jesus. 

Then you may question: But if you love God, why do you fear him?

I fear God because I respect him, as much as I can. Just like I respect and love my parents. I also fear them when they are upset. I fear making them mad. I fear my actions towards them not being forgiven, if I sin and get caught. I fear being punished and I fear hurting them. 

God is our father. And that’s how a father/daughter/son relationship works. If we don’t fear our parents, we lose respect for them. 

If I didn’t fear God, I would be a complete different person. I would do whatever I want, either bad or good.

I would probably hurt people, without realizing it. 

I would lack respect for others, because I wouldn’t care about the consequences, if good and bad wasn’t part of my belief system.

I would be selfish and egocentric. A power and money  seeker. 

All I would care about is myself, and not about others. 

Thankfully those were never the case, because I have God. 

The fear of God makes us humane. It makes us respect and care more for others. 

Heaven

 

How I would describe heaven: 

All animals runs/flies/swims free from cages. They don’t eat other animals. They eat plants and vegetables instead. 

There is no homeless people in heaven. Neither diseases. 

There is no war, no fights, no crimes. 

Because God is just. 

Heaven is a place for you and me, and all the people you love.

Heaven is not on Earth. It should be thought. 

But is not. 

Heaven could have schools, jobs and homes. But no money is needed. Cause people will be happily ever after pursuing their dreams, and everything that is holy.

Sad songs

 

Sad songs I’m vibing to. 

Vibezzzz

Some songs I’m vibing to, while I wait for my mom to go home with me after work. 

 

If He Wanted He Would

 

Valentines Day is coming and I’m still alone. But, I rather be lonely then being with just anyone.

If he wanted

He would drive that extra miles just to see you

If he lives in another country, he would stay in touch. 

If he doesn’t drive, he would ride a bike, borrow a car, or take a bus. 

If is raining, or snowing, he would still want to see you, no matter what. 

Guys give excuses, men makes decisions. 

If he wanted 

He would make it happen. 

If he wanted

He would be there for you. 

If he wanted

He would propose to you 

If he wanted

He would apologize 

Cause if he wanted

He would still be here with you and for you.

Why I am a Christian

 

Treating EVERYONE with respect 

Believing in eternal Heaven 

Caring about the lost souls, and judging their Sins because we care for them, not because we hate them. We hate the Sin, not the people. 

Jesus is my hero, and is who I mirror myself to be like Him. Jesus is an example of humbleness, patience, kindness, love, gratitude, caring, honesty, and everything that is good in this world 🌎. 

We should try on being more like Jesus, and less like Satan, the enemy. There is nothing to be proud of on being a bad person, with a bad attitude. 

In this chaotic world, we need a hero and more people like Jesus. 

We can’t self proclaim to be our own hero’s, because once we do that, we are not being humble at all. 

A real hero is humble. Just like Jesus. 

Jesus doesn’t like idolatry. He just wants a close relationship with you.

Mental Hospital

 

After my past relationship of 3 years started to collapse,  I started having mental breakdowns. I’ve been hospitalized several times. And diagnosed with Severe Depression with Psychosis. Today I take medications for it. And I have been doing well since then. 

What I don’t like about mental hospitals, is that some treats people like wild animals. 

I’ve been locked in a room without proper communication, to where during the period of psychosis, I thought I would be locked there forever. I started crying for like half an hour and screaming begging for them to let me out. I thought I would be locked without food and water and be starving to death. After crying a lot, the worker gave me an ugly stare and told me she would let me out only when I stop yelling and crying. That’s when I realized that I wouldn’t be locked forever and they did have the intention of releasing me. 

I was there with a lot of mentally ill people for like a week or two. I even lost track of time. 

I even made friends with some people, inside the hospital, while I was ill. 

I didn’t trust the workers. I was out of touch with reality. 

Not gonna lie, I gave them a hard time. I did not even trust the water or medicines they gave me. 

All I know is,  I never want to be at a mental hospital again.