Even though I was nervous alone and afraid in this church, sitting by myself, I still got smite by the preacher's word, blood.
Now as a veteran of attending church since I was a young blood, I've heard every sermon all, love thy neighborhood as Jesus would, God's mission, no one's perfect so confess your sins, trust in God and come to him as you are type shiet, mang.
but if you pay close attention, there's always differences in how the preacher delivers the word. He sometimes uses different scriptures, mang.
In this specific "Come to God as you are" sermon, the preacher brought up two stories that stuck out which is when Jesus was on his way to becoming the King in Jerusalem on his donkey in the book of Zechariah and the story everyone knows of Abraham willing to sacrifice his son Isaac.
As an inkwell ready to explode at any moment, I can't really relate to these two Bible stories as I am not nearly Chad enough to be a King over modern day Jerusalem or have a son.
But these two stories still stuck out to me for some reason and it forced me to think of my life and consider the trust I put in the Lord to lead my life. During the sermon I thought of the question, "Why? Why has God lead me to this life of inceldom and damned me to be the anomaly in soyciety?" And a couple minutes after, the preacher brung up the point of having trust in God even when you are confused which caught my attention.
After he made that point, I've been thinking all about it since I left the sanctuary and back to my lonely uni room. I know God has chosen this life of inceldom for me, but I am trying to figure out why and in order to do that, we must trust in God, Chicos.
God may have sentenced us to a life of blackpill inceldom, but is it to use us in another way of spreading awareness of this curse? Is it to copemaxx? Contribute something very useful to this generation?
it's over
Now as a veteran of attending church since I was a young blood, I've heard every sermon all, love thy neighborhood as Jesus would, God's mission, no one's perfect so confess your sins, trust in God and come to him as you are type shiet, mang.
but if you pay close attention, there's always differences in how the preacher delivers the word. He sometimes uses different scriptures, mang.
In this specific "Come to God as you are" sermon, the preacher brought up two stories that stuck out which is when Jesus was on his way to becoming the King in Jerusalem on his donkey in the book of Zechariah and the story everyone knows of Abraham willing to sacrifice his son Isaac.
As an inkwell ready to explode at any moment, I can't really relate to these two Bible stories as I am not nearly Chad enough to be a King over modern day Jerusalem or have a son.
But these two stories still stuck out to me for some reason and it forced me to think of my life and consider the trust I put in the Lord to lead my life. During the sermon I thought of the question, "Why? Why has God lead me to this life of inceldom and damned me to be the anomaly in soyciety?" And a couple minutes after, the preacher brung up the point of having trust in God even when you are confused which caught my attention.
After he made that point, I've been thinking all about it since I left the sanctuary and back to my lonely uni room. I know God has chosen this life of inceldom for me, but I am trying to figure out why and in order to do that, we must trust in God, Chicos.
God may have sentenced us to a life of blackpill inceldom, but is it to use us in another way of spreading awareness of this curse? Is it to copemaxx? Contribute something very useful to this generation?
it's over
