“There is now no condemnation for those who are in the Lord”, and that’s so true.
The devil will be the best accuser when we fail as people who know the Lord, he will crush us with our shortcomings and try as much as he can to shutter us under his unable, powerless and weak wobbling feet. But as the Lord lives we are more than conquerors and He will forever live because He is the Alpha and Omega.
Our accuser, the devil will always find ways to condemn us with our past and sometimes as Christians we give in to his accusation and we feel condemned, and slowly we are weighed down with the burden of sins of the past which Jesus has already carried for us.
Today declare that you are the righteousness of God in Christ Jesus. So why are you cast down oh my soul? Ask yourself and lift your eyes to the Lord from whence comes your help.
My life has been riddled with such accusations, and I thought maybe it was the Holy Spirit condemning me. I however realized from amazing preachings from the pastors who feed me the word of the Lord that, when the Holy Spirit convicts us of our sins He points us to Jesus, but when the devil does the accusation he brings shame to us.
I broke loose of all the condemnation! And declared my righteousness in Jesus. Today I would love to beseech you my brother or sister that you should break loose of any condemnation that weighs you down and believe Jesus did it all for you.
I am not encouraging people to dwell in sin, but I am encouraging you and you to dwell in Jesus and when you fail and fall off the path of righteousness do not feel condemned but dust off yourself and seek God’s forgiveness. Jesus loves you and will always forgive us.
BREAK LOOSE FROM ALL CONDEMNATION AND SHOUT, “I AM THE RIGHTEOUSNESS OF GOD IN CHRIST.”
And that was his past. “What happened?” she asked. “That was a story long gone” he said, not paying much attention on her. This was his life now and if anybody cared to ask about his past, he would simply say, “That was a story long gone.” True to his word that was his life then, having lived that painful life which no one could wish for. And his life now? Well it was not heaven but at least it was not hell.
The years when he would live in the streets, in the corridors where people passed without looking back unless they used the same path to return. He was now 30 years old; a closer look showed he did not have a good life at a younger age. He was short in height, chocolate black in complexion, had that mockery smile, careless hands and his legs as if enduring carrying the weight of the whole body walked slowly.
He loved black suits and he constantly put on a coat even on a hot day to hide the scar on his arm and his friends threatened to remove the coat, but he would give them one stern look that made them quiver and shrunk in fear. Most of his days were busy and on a less busy day all the past life deeds came back to his mind and filled him with anger that made him cry like a small child, and constantly his secretary would ask “what happened?”
Today Mr. Man is walking in the same street he lived once, before a miracle happened and landed him in an office. Many years have passed since then and like any other person Mr. Man has tried to forget his past especially that painful past. He has constantly avoided this street. At least for now you know why, do you? This was his hell which tortured him and made him realize the other side of life, the bitter side, as bitter as the afflictions of hell.
Today the street is busy and everybody is making ‘ends meet’, it is hot, noisy and the smell of a mixture of everything hits ones nose and with one last effort you sneeze your lungs out. Mr. Man was among the well dressed people to pass that street today, he was on foot and he had come on ‘official duty’ if to say.
The path is crowded and most people are on foot. Allow me to describe the street please, will you? Let’s call it street X, street X is sandwiched by a long line of buildings on each side and outside each line of buildings there is a long corridor. Mr. Man is using the long corridor on the left side of the street. Vehicles using this street are moving up while others moving down I am not a good illustrator, but at least you have an idea, Good.
In his ups and downs, he meets this person, the person recognizes him, gives him one envy look and at the top of his voice starts shouting, “look at this man, he was a beggar here, poor and useless he was, now that he thinks he is rich, he comes here to laugh at us, look at him only his clothes make him look better but inside him, he is poor, dirty, isolated…” the man rattled on and on. Mr. Man like if had a wound pricked could not hold himself, the pain he harbored in his heart now laid bare could not carry it any more, he felt his head spin and passed out…
Our past should remain in the past and no one should carry it to our present. Everyone should learn to leave the past in the past especially the painful past. When we revive the bad past of others, we torture them and they pass out, think of it if it were you, let the bad past remain in the books of history. Bad history brings no happiness to any one.
We all came to agree that in life we have to compete, fight hard for the resources available, it is survival for the fittest; it does not call only for the strong and the outwardly well-built bodies that we use to fight it out in the battle of life; of life and death. It calls for reasoning, intelligence and many more elements that go beyond our physical strength; it is the mental strength.
All are prompted and urged to fight it out, when the fight is too hard some withdraw and call it ‘life’ others struggle and call it ‘heaven’ made down on earth, yet the ‘life’ callers go to the ‘heaven’ callers for a piece of their heaven. The ’heaven’ callers not to show their kindness and hide their survival for the fittest tactics, order around the ‘life’ callers to perform those tasks that will make the ‘heaven’ callers make a more heaven down here, where? The earth, the home of struggle which never ceases to amaze the ‘life’ callers, this earth was made to be hot, thirsty and hungry? But like men and women of wisdom, they made it cool, water full and a fruitful life and they said “That was a different thing.”
The guy was my friend and like soldiers in the battle field, we both were eager to fight it out, this was a life and death fight, we were fighting to survive and like soldiers we had our own tactics to fight this one common enemy which was our survival. We both got weary after a few minutes of fighting and we fell asleep, we slept that sleep that was not peaceful, a wake-and-sleep type of sleep after a few seconds of sleeping. We however forgot our survival enemy was running away for fear of us and our survival was running low. We would no longer continue sleeping and like fierce, angry and hungry lions we set off to get our survival enemy who was going away because that was the fighting technique.
Our survival enemy is like a big piece of bread and was meant to be picked and put in a sack full that will sustain our lives, surviving was the reason of the name and anyone who was unable to fill the sack then lost their survival. A friend and a friend we went after the survival bread, each of us used their own tactic to reach the survival bread faster, but unfortunately my friend lost the race because, “That was not a different thing.” I mean my friend copied and pasted.
“And that was life.” I gave a deep sigh, it was indeed life. When we are in the race of survival, no one needs to look at the person next to them, how he/she runs is none of your business, both you and me put forward our best foot needless to say of the pain we undergo while struggling to reach our survival, our destiny, our set goals and much more in life. Because nothing is as depressing as looking at what people do to reach your set goals.
Everyone and everybody has his/her own piece of the cake in life, it is all about toiling and perfecting what we were created to do and use it to build harmony, love, peace and a heaven. Everyone loves to look around for any idea left out to work on to survive, but then nothing is as bad as looking at what others do and instead of developing a new tactic, we imitate. Everybody does a different thing to get a different result and to create wide and varied elements to make a cool, water full and fruitful earth.
I did not say do what other people do but I said do the same thing but in a different way. Better and much better should you do a different thing. When we both do the same thing with the same formula we do not make a difference in life. Do something that everybody could say, “That was a different thing…”
A disclaimer, this is my testimony of the amazing works of Jesus in my life.
He has given me peace which I cannot explain, there were times storms of life would hit me and would almost make me lose balance and grip of my life, but in the midst of all that I still found peace to rise above that.
He has taught me to love people, not only those who love me but at most to those who hurt me so bad. I still smile and continue to smile as I share the love through the smile.You deserve to smile
He has taught me forgiveness, I remember when the feeling of anger rose and I said to myself, “I won’t forgive Him; in fact He’s the one who hurt me.” He came to me and whispered, “so much I forgave your sins, so much you must forgive others too.”
He taught me humility. When I would feel justified to get what I thought was my right, he taught me to humble myself because He said to me in due time he will exalt me.
So much He has done this man Jesus and he continues doing. What more is impossible to Him?
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I have tried to find the answer to this question for the longest time now, “why do I write?” I have written over 50 articles since two years ago when I started this writing affair. I think maybe I write because I want money or maybe to be seen as a person who is just doing something with their free time.
It has not been easy, it has never been a walk in paradise, I have cried over this and I have at one time hated God because I put blood, sweat and tears on this and what do I get? Frustration and no money in my account.
One guy once said writing is a dog’s work, I have heard enough of how I am never going to make it in this field of being a writer and it has hurt me. They said this field has its own experts who make money out of it and make it big. Here I am again still writing and will write some more.
I remember when I started writing I used to walk quiet a long distance to be able to access internet to at least post my articles, under the scorching African sun I would walk. Sometimes I would find the cyber closed but I would not give up. I still do not give up, check jeremiahblogs.wordpress.com it is my website and you will realize how hard I have worked to put such great content.
I started writing after I got bored sitting the whole day at home and going to class in the evening to attend my classes in the university, I am a student at Technical University of Mombasa, located at the coast in Kenya, I am currently in my fourth year first semester doing my degree in journalism and mass communication.
So where was I? yeah I was bored sitting home the whole day with nothing to do, my first article was on the gay people, check it on jeremiahblogs.wordpress.com it’s called the other side of the coin and I wrote it because I had so many questions on why anybody would choose to be gay.
So I started there and slowly God has given me strength to move on to this website jeremiahblogs.co.ke and meet a larger audience, I am still not earning anything from my writing and the question of giving up writing still comes to me.
Maybe you have followed my article since I started two years ago in 2015, do you think my writing has made a difference in your life? Because the more I write I realize that I do not need money when someone’s life is not being transformed with my writing. Read through my articles and kindly give feedback on what you think my articles have done in your life.
I am born again, a saved brother in Christ Jesus and I love you my reader so much. I would love you to realize I just don’t write because I want anything more from you but want a positive transformation to happen in your life. Share this article and all my articles with your friends and family and tell them about this website.
I would love your feedback, I write for you and I am doing this for God. Even if I don’t get money from this I don’t sleep hungry or lack in any way, at least I get food and have so much peace knowing I am doing it for Jesus.
I write because God tells me so, I am His servant and you too can serve Him by doing what He tells you to do. Support me as I take this article writing ministry to the next level.
When I was nine years old, I felt somehow I had started getting sexually aroused; it was the onset of my adolescent period.
Each time I felt sexually aroused by ‘anything’ I would wonder, what should I do? This was my struggle and I thought what was happening was just occurring to me alone.
In no time I started rubbing the area that was reacting to my arousal, my penis. It felt good and I would occasionally put my hand in my trouser and rub myself with so much pleasure, but this was not the normal pleasure.
Something started happening each time I would rub myself, some small watery fluid would emerge from my penis and all over suddenly I would feel some satisfaction and my pleasure would end.
By the age of eleven years old I was now on Vaseline and lubricants, however each time I would lubricate my penis, masturbate and some watery fluid would emerge I felt so dirty, which for me felt very strange because according to me I was just having fun.
When I was twelve years old, I felt so much in love with this girl who was extremely beautiful. I could not however tell her I was in love with her; I later came to learn that what I was feeling was called a ‘crush’.
Reasons for not sleeping with women to ease myself from masturbation was that, I was a Christian and for that matter a saved one. No one talked of masturbation in church but they all talked of not sleeping with women before getting married.
I remember envying some community I read in my social studies class that married at the age of between nine to thirteen years old. I felt I should get married and have as much sex as possible.
Years went by and I continued masturbating, worried whether I should stop, but I could not because it was sweet. It was the only sure way to ease oneself from sexual arousal and not get someone pregnant or getting infections.
In high school people joked about how some guys used Vaseline to ease themselves, everybody would laugh but inside of me I felt guilty of not maintaining sexual purity.
I went to all Christian union meetings and rallies with none talking of masturbation, it was as if it never affected Christians or even better saved people of the Lord.
It is not easy to live a life of masturbating, all I want is to live a clean live and to worship my God with purity, but how does someone get out of it?
I know they are people with stories to tell on this struggle, how did you overcome it? Or does it not exist?
I just want to live a masturbation free life.
Standing here at this beautiful place, I cannot imagine how it took so long to be here. On the far right side I see the beauty of the well kept but strangely calm flower beds, they seem as if whispering to me, “you stood the wait test”.
I am so overwhelmed by this beauty and as I walk on this concrete pavement towards the other side of my beautiful place I see words written on a billboard that stands some distance away “THE WAIT TEST”. OH! I am awakened by someone knocking on the neighbor’s door, it was just a dream, I give a sigh! But this is not JUST a dream; it is the story of life.
How many times have we stood the wait test? Be it in waiting for someone to come or better still waiting on what we expect in life, our dreams or our aspirations?
It is funny how God has taken me through so many wait tests and I still cling on to him despite sometimes feeling He has forgotten about me. He is God and that’s why he says He won’t forsake us.
Will you stand the wait test? You remember the days when you had been promised by someone that they will give you something you would love to have? You waited patiently and hoped they will give it to you as soon as possible, and every time they visited you there you were curious to see if they honored their promise.
What about if they failed to give what they promised? You got discouraged and felt cheated. Now that is a human being, he/she can cheat but God will never cheat, no matter what His promises are YES and A BIG AMEN.
You waited and waited upon something you expected God had promised, because God may not speak to all of us in dreams or visions, He may put a passion in our heart as a sign of Him promising He will grow that passion in you into a big thing that will take you places. Ask yourself today, as much as God put that passion in your heart, how will it benefit God?
If you got a promise put in your heart in a form of a passion, learn how to use it for God’s glory. Sometimes God won’t fulfill our desires that He put in our heart because you want to use that desire selfishly in a way it won’t glorify God.
As you wait on God to fulfill His promise, learn to accept God’s molding so that eventually when He makes the dream come true, you will absolutely do it for His glory
STAND THE WAIT TEST.
When I look into his eyes I see fire, a fire that cannot be contained anymore. I fear the fire in him may explode inside of him and cause self destruction.
The fire of wanting to be an achiever is burning through his eyes, and before a fire explodes in someone out here I thought to write an article that will help a brother or a sister in the streets of life.
The first day I met him, he was quiet and seemed collected. In no time we became buddies and slowly he started opening up on his chronicles of wanting to achieve. He wants things done and wants to waste no time in achieving his set goals.
He is now 18 years and he is doing his first degree in Journalism and mass communication. He tells me that all he wants to do is to achieve, impact so many lives and probably leave a legacy in this world.
Little is said about him though, because he has not “achieved” his dreams, he wants to do something at this very moment to be able to stand out among his fellows.
At this moment am sitted with him and I feel he is growing impatient with the dreams and visions boiling inside of him. I choose to intervene and I try to help him with a piece of my wisdom. I tell him there is something beautiful in him that would “change the world”.
He looks up through my eyes and smiles. I proceed to tell him that in life one always has to wait, in this world we have to wait to get at something.
There is something called destiny and for each one of us there is a beautiful future, but we choose to give up when we fail to focus on God.
God has everything planned for us and it is all good and nice. Giving up is a choice we choose to take because we think our beautiful destiny is taking years to come. Some people indulge in drugs and in the process tend to miss opportunities when their time has come.
Growing up everyone had those big goals of becoming great men and women, but as we proceed with life the hope of a better future dies inside of us. One thing is that the devil is always on your case and tries to either kill or divert your destiny.
As youth learn to trust in God, don’t trust in people for connections. God has already set a beautiful future in your life and he always wants you to trust in him for your achievements.
Life could be hard and some may lack support and their family backgrounds may not favor their success.
We can always look up to Jesus, fix our eyes unto him and believe in him more.
Again let’s wait on God as we believe. Everything in life takes time. Pray and fast more and rest your soul as you wait on God’s promises because his promises are yes and amen.
That good thing requires a “thank you”, and that bad thing, what then does it deserve? A curse or an insult? To the good and bad it all requires a bit of patience, a bit of love and as if it is not enough a bit of endurance. To the masters of good, they would say good does not require patience and endurance, but to my disagreement I think before good happens patience and endurance is required. Through tough, thick and hard times, it would not be reasonable to say “thank you” and show gratitude, but to the good and sweet it is very much reasonable to say “thank you”, and to me a great question mark is all what I will just express!
It all happens that peace and joy comes only in the so called “good” times, but it also happens that cursing and hating comes only in the so called “bad” times. I once encountered a real story of two people, one laughed and made merry on the “bad” days and to me that was shocking, on the “good” days was extremely happy and merry made even more. The other foolish one only showed a smile on the “good” days and to my even great shock cried and wailed during the “bad” times. Such a great contradiction! I thought aloud.
Not a weakness to cry in your bad days and smile in your good days, but why not be happy or let me say try being happy and jovial in those days you do not deserve even to show a smile and even in your good days rejoice even more, that to me is such great thanksgiving and that you should offer always. It is a hard hitting world, it hits until you cannot hold it anymore, you call for revenge, but to your disappointment after your revenge you hurt even more. However hard someone or something hits you, don’t worry, in thanksgiving, rejoicing and being happy you become such a great winner, a winner not in a race of losers, but a winner in the race of winners.
It becomes a wonder and a pleasant shock when a group of people or a person gets happy in their lowest moments, but is that not true happiness? Enduring in pain? But yet the people of this world will get shocked when with a joyful and thanksgiving heart you smile in trouble, they would rather wish for you to be gloomy all the days of your pain and trials, but to you I say, “be happy in trouble, and even more happy in good times.” You must be a victorious person to say “thank you” in pain that is what you are, they would rather get distressed in trouble but to you show happiness in trouble.
A walk of the strong is always filled with pain and gloom but to the one who walks in pain with a “thank you” and such great joy, he/she gets an iron heart, for you it is a thank you note that should keep you going. Walking and reading a thank you note always keeps a strong person like you forever strong. A thank you note is that good reflection of good things you got so far or you deserve to get in future, a great thank you note has a vision, has patience, has kindness and has forgiveness.
To the race of “thank yous”, you have to keep alert, unless you never say another “thank you”, remember the thank you note, it talks of four major elements that makes the strong move, it is not easy to carry with you the four elements of the thank you note but I an optimistic person, believe that you will carry with you that great thank you note.
Remember, with thanksgiving comes joy, not the joy that comes and goes, but that permanent joy that lasts forever. Remember also a thanksgiving heart carries a thank you note, in good and bad times, just breath in and out and say “thank you.”
He wanted someone to be saved. He asked “whom shall I send?” then one among them stood and said, “send me”, and he was sent, he was meek and lowly, humble he was and despite coming from a rich place, he accepted to be born in a poor household, in a carpenter’s house. He became natural from being super natural, he did the ordinary yet he could do the extra-ordinary. Amazing he was, he was not a darling to many though, he had his own trials, pains and tribulations.
He became a hero after he conquered all, and he was crowned “The Son Of God”, to him/her who believed in him, he gave him/her the power to be called “The Son Of God” or “The Daughter Of God”. Many came before him and even after him and call themselves “The Messiah”, yet we know it is only one “Messiah” who through him we get salvation. To those who came before him prepared a way for him and to those who now claim to be him are probably “the second coming messiah”.
Pastors, singers and many more people stand in the gap, to represent him; they carry his light and perform what he would have performed by calling onto his name. To the “miracle workers” they attach their power to him, because he who believes in him and calls his name has the power to destroy scorpions and snakes under their feet. Like how he was sent, to the “miracle workers” they are also sent, they do not own any power they use, it is not theirs. Some claim to have the power to heal and chase demons in someone, but it stands the power in them belongs to Jesus only, not the devil, the devil has no power of his own, he was given, but to Christ he owns the power, because after conquering he is now a King, an obedient Son of God.
It is not an ordinary thing, to talk the things of spirituality; some find it funny to speak of God the father, God the son and God the Holy Spirit in this time and age. It is not funny; it is what defines us, our past, our present and our future. Have you heard of people who always praise the Lord during their victory? Even if their path to success was not guided by Godly principles?
To my quest for understanding, I stand to be counted blameless, to those who are given the power or supposedly lead people to Christ, should stand blameless. A pastor, a singer, a television or radio presenter who represents Christ should stand in holiness and straight living. Immorality should not be mentioned in you neither touch any part of you, because when you do so, you are like the person who has put on a white cloth, he/she is holy but the white cloth is tattered and around his/her legs, he/she is bound by chains and carries a heavy burden on his/her head, going in and out of the doors of Hell.
The story of the person who went to Christ at night, says the man afraid of being associated with Christ went to seek him at night. He was a wise man and despite the “evil” in him, he knew through confession and going to Christ, he would be saved. To those who hold strong positions and are afraid of being associated with the precious Jesus should borrow a leaf and go down on their knees at night, should put off the lights and whisper a repentance prayer.
To those who live a double-life, should realize they are not on either side, neither for Christ nor for the devil, I have a feeling when they die, they will be suspended on air because no one will take them. They too should repent.
THIS IS AN AWAKENING CALL.