My Comforter, My Mask

This blog is no longer just large lesson posts because with my schedule those are harder to do. It is now a place for small lessons, Words inspired by God, and maybe even a song. It all depends on His Will.


Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. 2 Corinthians 1:3-4

We are sinners. Who are we to expect forgiveness? Who are we to be made pure? We are Jesus brothers and sisters and friends. We cannot expect these things, we can only receive them when He asks if we want them. He's always asking, we just have to listen to His sweet words. The words of the Lord who created comfort and compassion. He is the source, we must not seek these things in this world because we won't find them. They are only in Him.

Am I now trying to win the approval of men, or of God? Or am I trying to please men? If I were still trying to please men, I would not be a servant of Christ. Galatians 1:10

Because the things that matter are in Him, why live to please the people of this world? If they cannot accept the person we really are, who Christ knows in and out and still is not ashamed to call His brother or sister who He made clean with His scarred hands, then why try to impress them at all? Love them, but do it while being the person you were made to be. We are fearfully and wonderfully made, why should we hide that behind a face? Why pretend to be strong when we are weak? Why pretend to be happy when we're breaking inside? Show yourself to this world, because God and the people who Love Him will be there for you. They are the ones who we can call our brothers and sisters and friends. And this is why Christ calls His disciples His brothers and sisters and friends, because He put Himself out in the world and they are the ones who came to Him under one Father. Let us all live under this One Love just as we are, the way God made us to be.

I am a sinner, I am Loved. I write that so many times because I forget it and find it hard to believe after seeing all that I've done and do. But He knew it all when He died on the cross for me. He knew the same for you. He doesn't stop Loving us no matter what. Put your hope in that and show who you really are. For me this mask is too heavy to keep on. It keeps the tears trapped and blurs my vision. It pulls what smile I could have down to a frown. It disfigures me into someone I don't recognize. Why wear what tears? Pull it off and throw it down, watch it break into the fragile dust it was made from. Look at the world with your tears flowing, your smile shining, and your eyes upon the face of the One who made you and Loves you. This world is not forgiving, but the God who made it is.

Thank You For Reading
Long Live Jesus Christ
Amen