Jesus as: Your best friend.

As you sit there crying, the razor having fallen from your fingers and the blood beading on your arms and thighs, he steps into your room and sits on your bed next to you, saying nothing. You cover your face with your hands, and he places your head on his shoulder and lets you cry for a while, stroking your hair to comfort you. Your sobs finally slow, and you place your hands in your lap, exhausted. He lifts your face to look into your red, watery eyes for a moment before he kisses your forehead and leaves the room to return with a damp cloth, antibiotic cream, and bandages.

He kneels next to you on the floor and takes one arm in his hands and gently dabs away the blood, kissing between each new mark on your skin, which he painted onto you in the womb. Once the blood is gone, he gently applies the cream and soft bandages to protect the healing process. As he repeats this with the other arm and both legs, tears fall from his eyes for your pain that he wishes you would let him take.

When the last strip of gauze is in place, he sits on your bed and cradles you in his arms, curling you around your healing wounds and into his love for you, and slowly rocks as you fall asleep. While you rest, he whispers his promises over and over until you awaken, once more in control of yourself, and return his embrace.

Declaring War on My Demons

I am so sick of always being on the defensive when it comes to my lusts and temptations. I'm constantly casting a wary eye around for surprise attacks, and am still blindsided on a regular basis. So this is me declaring war on my demons, especially those of lust and a lack of self worth. I will pray. I will read. I will worship. I will commune with my Father. I will wield my sword and shield. I will fall. I will get back up again. I will confess. I will humble myself. I will lift others up. The one thing I will not do is win, because that's already been done. All I have to do is clean up the stragglers. Get ready, Satan, because I'm coming for you in the name of my Lord Jesus.

I may not have it all figured out, but I do say what I think. If you have any questions about faith in Jesus, don't hesitate to email me. It's my job to help you out. Have an idea for me? Let me know in the comments! If you see any spelling/grammatical errors, PLEASE let me know in a comment. I expect others to use correct English, so I should too. Twitter:@GetItReallyReal Please subscribe and/or share.

The Kingdom of Heaven is Like A Smartphone

What is the Kingdom of Heaven like? To what shall I compare it? The Kingdom of Heaven is like...a smartphone.

Go and Sin No More

Jesus did, indeed, tell people to stop their sinful behavior. But, that's not the first thing he did when he met with someone. He showed them love first.

Don't push away His hands

Ok, so Joseph, Jesus' earthly dad, was a carpenter. I imagine he taught Jesus a thing or two about carpentry. In fact, a lot of people, including me, believe that carpentry is what Jesus did before the whole disaster aversion at a certain wedding. Now, imagine that you're his apprentice in carpentry. He's working on his magnum opus, and he wants your help with it, even though you've just started the job.

The Old Woman and Her Offering

Remember when Jesus and His disciples were at the temple, and Jesus watched people putting their offerings in? Everyone remembers that old lady who put in "everything she had to live on," right? I always felt bad, hearing that, because in my heart of hearts I know that it's very unlikely that I'll ever be able to give every penny to my name. But, I just read it again, and realized something. Jesus was not saying we should feel bad for "giving our of our abundance." Jesus only ever built people up. He was even helping the Pharisees, et al, when He berated them. At any rate, He didn't say that the people who were giving from their extra were doing a bad thing, just that the old woman's offering was more than theirs. So don't feel bad if your offering isn't 100% of everything you have. Jesus still loves you. The end.


I may not have it all figured out, but I do say what I think. If you have any questions about faith in Jesus, don't hesitate to email me. It's my job to help you out. Have an idea for me? Let me know in the comments! If you see any spelling/grammatical errors, PLEASE let me know in a comment. I expect others to use correct English, so I should too. Twitter:@GetItReallyReal Please subscribe and/or share.

There Never Was A Better Plan

If you're like me, you've wondered why God decided to make us. If He knows everything that's going to happen, why go through with it at all? How could He, knowing all we would do, still create us? How could He put Himself through our continual and repetitive betrayal? How could he let Satan into the Garden, knowing that Eve would take the bait? Wouldn't it have been better just not to do it? To avoid it altogether, by not making us in the first place?