Here I am at 5am sat up in bed typing. Makes no sense, but none the less, here I am. You see, I went out for a curry last night and it's keeping me awake. Happens sometimes, though not all.
So, why do we do such things? Most of us curry eaters know that this can happen but we still go and do it. For me it's like this: I really enjoy a good curry, and close to me there is a really great Indian restaurant . Add to that the fact that I went with two special friends and it becomes a no brainer. Good food and good company...Some prices are worth paying.
Now as for council tax...Don't get me started!
It still amazes me that God was willing to pay the price of His own Son for such as me. Yes...Even for Him, some prices are worth paying.
Wednesday 22 August 2007
Have you ever felt real terror?
The real stuff I mean, not just hiding your eyes from something on the TV. Well I have. It happened almost 20 years ago at night as I lay in bed. I awoke from a bad dream which I can't remember. I was shaking and in a cold sweat. I find it hard to describe the actual feeling other than to say I was truly terrified.
So what was the source of my terror? I felt lost. Lost? But I was at home in my own bed, how could I be lost? I knew I was lost because I had wandered away from my Saviour; left Him behind to go into the pop music world. Bad mistake.
You see, I know my Bible, and it states clearly that Jesus is coming back to claim His own, and I knew that if He came at that instant I would be left behind...Lost forever in an eternity without Him. We call it Hell. Say what you like, it terrified me. Almost by instinct, I said, "Welcome back Lord," and invited Him back into my life. Well, what a contrast. A surge of love hit me like warm sticky goo. The shaking stopped. I went from abject terror to absolute peace in a matter os seconds. I knew in my heart that I was no longer lost. He had found me again. Now, when He does eventually come back, I know I'll be going with Him.
The Bible says, "There is no fear in love," and it's right. When you are loved by the creator of the universe, what's to be scared of?
So what was the source of my terror? I felt lost. Lost? But I was at home in my own bed, how could I be lost? I knew I was lost because I had wandered away from my Saviour; left Him behind to go into the pop music world. Bad mistake.
You see, I know my Bible, and it states clearly that Jesus is coming back to claim His own, and I knew that if He came at that instant I would be left behind...Lost forever in an eternity without Him. We call it Hell. Say what you like, it terrified me. Almost by instinct, I said, "Welcome back Lord," and invited Him back into my life. Well, what a contrast. A surge of love hit me like warm sticky goo. The shaking stopped. I went from abject terror to absolute peace in a matter os seconds. I knew in my heart that I was no longer lost. He had found me again. Now, when He does eventually come back, I know I'll be going with Him.
The Bible says, "There is no fear in love," and it's right. When you are loved by the creator of the universe, what's to be scared of?
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