Ideas from Y-Group

November 11, 2008

Do you really care of about God?

Think about it this way. Whever you sin, for example you yelled at your little sister or snobbed a friend at school, you just hammered a nail into Jesus’s hand. How is this possible? God says that Jesus dies on the cross for our sins.

Do you honestly care about Jesus or God? Do you honestly care about what I just said above? Most of us (me included) are like “yeah, I feel really bad about this.” Here’s the problem: You (me included) may feel bad and you probably do care, but you might just not care enough to stop yelling at your sister or thinking lustfully some times. Anyways I thought that these were some interesting opinions.

In Christ,




October 7, 2008

I am not writing this entry as a way of attention towards myself in any way! Please don’t think that. I’m writing this entry mostly because I want other people who don’t know Christ or know him but don’t have active relationship with him to realize what they’re missing out on. Ok so now that we got the disclaimer out of the way I’ll get started.

Before this summer (for what happened this summer, click here), I had nobody to talk to when something went wrong, with the exception for my sister, Savannah. My parents argue a lot. Weeks before the following happened, they argued more than ever. I knew something bad was going to happen eventually. Sadly, I was right. There was one day when my mom packed her bags and said she was leaving after a vicious argument with my dad. I hated this, but I was powerless to stop it. While mom was busy multitasking packing her bags and managing to continue arguing with dad, I grabbed my cell and went to my room. I needed to talk to someone. So I opened my contacts of around 40 and started searching for someone to call. William? no. Aunt Kim? no. Haily? no.

It was after 10 minutes of searching and debating myself that I relized I had nobody to talk to. Nobody in my entire list of 40 contacts would understand what I would try to tell them, and even if they did, they probably wouldn’t care (no offense, you guys are great).

Now, I don’t even have to pick up my cell phone. I can actually talk to God like I would a real person, and know that he’s listening, and over all, know that he cares.