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Christian Creative Nonfiction Teens & Young Adult

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The secret weapon. That no one else sees.

Unless. Someone else cares.

The fine line.

The razor fine line.

Between fact and fiction.

There are many.

There are few.

Willing.

Truthfully willing.

To admit the pain is real.

Really real.

No amount of numbing will remedy the hurt.

Left wing.

Right wing.

Monomanically.

The hurt is real.

The benefit of the doubt.

Earned by the one and the those who earn the right to be upfront.(psp).


Pain is a four letter word. Of deception.

We keep forgetting. Or. maybe we do not. Forget.

Recollections may vary (qe).

And they may well do so.

But in the end. It matters not so much about the king or the queen.

It matters more about who cared. Really cared.

When the chips were down and the dying inside felt like a bad re-run of the same old same old. (lk)

Of times that had passed.


Pain.

It. Cuts deep.

Real deep.

Very deep.

Until the bleed cannot be felt anymore.

I think “they” call this “death”…


Sin. Disobedience. Is a condition of your heart. (psp) Conditions of your heart.


Makes little difference how many minutes or miles the fit bit registers. Still. The condition remains the same. We foolish humans always think we can beat Father Time, his devilish ways and his foolish lies of guidance counseling.


True. As humans. We are borne with a sinful nature. He knows. The testament we give—we give to Him throughout our earthly lives, is and always will be a testament.


To Him.


Not anyone else.

Yes. The pain. It does. It can. Cut deep.

As in.

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That hurt.


Not one is “deserving” of wrath. (psp).


The good news! Yes! Better than you ever deserved. (psp)

Huh?

Yes.

But make no mistake.

Handouts are not the real thing. Nope. Handouts never level the playing field. Why?


We are all created equal in His eyes.

In your story.

HE IS RICH IN MERCY.

He knows what you need before you know what you need.

Thank God for goodness.



There is no going back. Even in our “ouchiest”.

But. And. For.

We are never in control of another’s transgressions. We may be slighted or lessened by their thoughts, words, and actions.


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But. And. For.

In the end it doesn’t really matter.

Only. He does. And our life of service in His great guidance.


You see.

Before we even knew it. He seeded us with Jesus. His beloved Son.

We were to live a life of cultivation in and between the,


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We did not always know this.

We failed.

Epically even. Because the hurt was too, too much.


Hurt and the devil do exist. We numb, we manipulate, we pretend, we dictate our fears and our resolve at the same time.


What a lousy way to live a life when all He asks of us is a life of meaning.


He, through Paul, offers us three gifts.

Three gifts.


No.

Not a diamond.

Not a new house.

Not a new car.


Instead he offers, He gives the gifts of grace, faith, and gifts—not earned by works.🙏🏻.


The core of His values is grace by faith.

Grace. By. Faith. (psp)

Grace is the source.

Faith is the means.


IE: Trust in Jesus.


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We cannot earn it. Why? The grace lives within His heart. To bestow in us in and in us when we are


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He alone is our lord and savior.


When we feel the injustice of grace, struggle to feel salvation. Oftentimes they go, they walk hand in hand. We do not always hear this. See this. Feel this.


Worst of all. Touch this.


We will. Time and again. Fall into sin. But. Do not fall out of salvation. Because He is and always is watching us. We are completely secure in Him unless we reject Him.


There are many laborious ways we may do this. The good news. He is prepared. We are created in His eyes and already destined to do His goods work as He destines us to. To do His good works.


Why?


Salvation creates obligation. (psp).

Yes.

It is His grace to us of gratitude for being saved by grace.

His grace.

He creates His plans, and tweaks the best, through us in Him.


He nudges us. In the right direction. He is knowing. We will come to know full well, as Hw will, we will test the waters he provides along the way. He knows we will challenge His ways. Because we are human. He. Is the spirit of the most high.


He has always had for us.

A plan.

A purpose.

For one another.


When He nudges us. He is implementing His plan of grace for us. Even if and when we fail. He never will, in his undying love for our well being. Through grace He has a plan of action to spring us into action.


In winter, spring, summer, fall, 365 days, 24 hours a day. All day every day. He is the ultimate intelligence expert. Counselor. Consultant. And there is nothing artificial about Him.


Moral support is best when it is mutual support. He knows this to be borne of the true battle born. The rest is false prophecy. False prophet of the here to there.


The toil. It is real.


If two lie together, they keep warm; but how can one keep warm alone? For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life. With Him. (Eph)


Salvation is by grace through faith. A person cannot be saved by good works. Transgressions kill us when we follow in the ways of this world.


Word bullets, do too.







October 17, 2024 00:58

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