Sometimes life seems mundane and pointless—I get blinded by habits and lose sight of what’s happening. I get lost in tedious tasks and upset with futile projects.
Then reality drops by and says hello. I see what really matters and the very real struggle going on in this world.
People are dying. People feel lost, sick, broken, and hopeless. And yet I sit around “worrying” if I’ll pass the next level of Geometry Dash. That’s right. The Christian guy who has hope on the brink of overflowing is just sitting around wasting time.
I’m tired of it. I’m tired of going through life one day at a time playing these diplomatic games of what’s right to say and what’s wrong to say. I want people to be restored. I want the Kingdom to move forward. That’s my motivation.
It’s not simply another religion that people must respect as an opinion. It can change your life, and it’s up to you to decide.
What I say so boldly here, I want to topple over into what I say with my mouth.
I can feel the clouds turning up above, the thunder stirring. Yes, there will be struggles, but Jesus has already won.