A Christian Girl's Letter to Women: Why Are You so Mean to Me?

  

Stop side - eyeing me .

 I don't even know you, how can I not like you?

Why do you look at me as if I'm your enemy? Can we smile at each other?

Instead of examining me, searching for flaws and something to laugh at

Why can't you compliment me ? Why can't I compliment you?

Why do you look at me as if I'm in competition with you?

Is it to get his attention? You don't like me because of his attention?

No? Yes?

Well, why do you easily make friends with guys?

All he has to do is look your way. But what about me, your sister?

You can't trust females? Oh, but you can trust guys? After all they've done to

you? You don't have to make me your enemy, we don't have to fight each

other. How about we stand together, fight together, grow together, cry together?

I don't want you to wish you were me or wish you had my life.

I want you to be happy with what's yours.

No one can take your purpose away from you. Sis, I'm telling you the truth.

Does it feel uncomfortable that I keep calling you sis? Would it feel more

natural if I threw some shade? But you're my sister and I don't believe that it

should be natural for us to hate each other. They sold this lie to us and we're

buying it everyday. But we forget to check the expiration date, on hate.

It's rotten. I don't want it. I won't fight you, your my sister

I'm just praying that you wakeup, so that you can be my sister too.

You CAN sit with me.

Love,

Ella.

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Keep Your Eyes on Jesus

But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, "Lord, save me!" - Matthew 14:30

Years ago, my Sunday school teacher would ask the class, “how many of you can honestly say that you will go to heaven if Jesus was to come back right now?” Although I never raised my hand, because it was the norm not to, I remember feeling like I would go to heaven. I remember thinking to myself, “I may not be perfect, but I’m a pretty good guy”. I remember looking around the room and thinking to myself, if I don’t make it to heaven, than most of these heathens don't stand a chance.

When the Enemy Reminds Me of My Past

“Blog about abstinence? me? God this sounds like a job for a virgin, my past is way too filthy.” - Me (During the time I argued with God about blogging). I couldn't understand why God wanted to use me. I was still in the process of forgiving myself and completely letting go of my past. Isn’t funny how the devil operates? he decorates sin, lures you in, then he binds you to it. You've said “this is the last time” way too many times! The devil will make sure that sin controls your thoughts, choices and how you spend your day. In the midst of ALL of this, the same devil who teased you with sin is accusing and labeling you a sinner before God. As the devil is accusing you, Jesus is interceding for you. What kind of love is this?! Not only did He die on the cross (for you) but He rose from the dead (for you), and is now sitting at the right hand of God interceding (for you) - Romans 8:34!! The devil works hard to make sure that you don’t forget what you've DONE, to stop you from what you could DO, if you knew how badly God wants to free you. He’ll either use your thoughts, people or anything else he can find. His goal is to hold you back from being the person God has called you to be because you’ll destroy his plans to steal, kill and destroy. So what do you do when the enemy tries to remind you of your past?