Hi lovelies! I hope that you all are having a great week so far! Lately I’ve been watching the History channel series “The Bible” and I can’t get enough. The show is so wonderfully done and is completely captivating. When you’re watching it’s hard to believe that it isn’t just the latest movie or addicting show, but God’s message to us. I highly recommend all of you check it out whether you are a Christian or not- I think it will appeal to everyone and is really incredible. I only have 1.5 episodes left and am already so bummed! But after the series is over I’m planning on cracking open the Bible which I’m ashamed to say has long been collecting dust. And yet, I spend time in prayer with God, time going to Church but rarely spend time reading his word.
My mom asked me a question tonight that really resonated with me. “If they were to convict you for being a Christian, would they have enough to convict you on?” Or to elaborate on that, do your words and actions show that you love the Lord and are a Christian? Or do they not set you apart from anyone else? Since I was a little girl I have known that I loved the Lord and believed in him with all my heart and for many years I feel confident that my faith was strong and it was known that I was a Christian. But as I got older and life got more complicated, I worry that I’m not at the place I once was and that people will not know what’s different about me.
Here in America, we are so incredibly blessed for a multitude of reasons. But one thing that has always stuck out to me, is that here, we have freedom of religion. When I was in 7th grade I won a local essay contest on “What Freedom Means to Me.” I wrote my essay about freedom of religion, inspired by a family friend, Yvonna. I used to love hearing Yvonna’s stories, but one day she told us about how back in the Ukraine, you couldn’t outwardly be a Christian. Instead, you had to hide it and her friends used to meet in the basement of a shop so they could have a bible study. One day, one of the men from her group was called into the Dean’s office at his college that he was about to graduate from in the coming days. Om the desk in front of him, the Dean had the man’s diploma on one side and his Bible on the other. And he said two simple words: “Pick one”. When the astonished man picked the Bible, the Dean ripped up his college degree.
This story has stuck with me for all these years and I find it especially moving as a college graduate myself. All that work, the long hours and stress, only to have it be ripped away because he said he was a Christian. Yet that man stood by his convictions, just as Cassie Bernall did, the young girl who was asked if she was a Christian at Columbine, and ultimately died because of her answer. These people stood by their convictions and in a very small way, this blog post is me doing just that. I have to admit that I’m a little nervous to press “publish” as things like this are controversial. But I’m not letting that fear stand in my way. I am a Christian and I love the Lord with all my heart and hope to help others in His name.