You live in the cit
y of this world. Lust, greed, malice, sexual immorality, and evil desires fill the city. You hear of that land, the land where all is taken away. To get there you must die to yourself. You start the journey; it is easy, but it starts to go up hill. Then thorny bushes start digging into you pulling everything you thought you had dealt with, layer after layer after layer of skin is torn away. You come to a flat place. In the distance you see your destination with green pastures and the eternal king. You start running, but you come to a river. Not a river of water but of blood. The only way to the destination is through it. So you s
wim through it; coming up a new fresh body. You see the castle on the edge of the kingdom to which you are 
headed, but it is still a long way off. You run but it becomes dark in this desert leading to the green pastures and you stumble and fall. You hear a wolf’s snarl; you run even faster than before. Soon the wolf is snapping at your heels. You call for help hoping, praying someone will hear you. The king hears and sends his armies of millions for you, he himself leading them and killing the wolf. He escorts you to his throne in his chariot. You made it. You are at the kingdom, free of everything you no longer have.
y of this world. Lust, greed, malice, sexual immorality, and evil desires fill the city. You hear of that land, the land where all is taken away. To get there you must die to yourself. You start the journey; it is easy, but it starts to go up hill. Then thorny bushes start digging into you pulling everything you thought you had dealt with, layer after layer after layer of skin is torn away. You come to a flat place. In the distance you see your destination with green pastures and the eternal king. You start running, but you come to a river. Not a river of water but of blood. The only way to the destination is through it. So you s
wim through it; coming up a new fresh body. You see the castle on the edge of the kingdom to which you are 
headed, but it is still a long way off. You run but it becomes dark in this desert leading to the green pastures and you stumble and fall. You hear a wolf’s snarl; you run even faster than before. Soon the wolf is snapping at your heels. You call for help hoping, praying someone will hear you. The king hears and sends his armies of millions for you, he himself leading them and killing the wolf. He escorts you to his throne in his chariot. You made it. You are at the kingdom, free of everything you no longer have.
2 comments:
jordan great post!!! very encouraging
(is it original?)
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it is the same one i read to you and those others at on of the very last sol i am working on a multi media presentation with it coming soon
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