After a long absense, all I can say is that I am dying. This death is physical but not medical. I am dying to my desires, dying to my interests, dying to my fears, dying to myself. While it hurts in some ways, it is a necessary thing if I am to be selfless. I must die! It is hard, because it is the one thing that holds me back from truly fulfilling God’s plan, and is therefore feared by the enemy and my flesh, but it (my flesh) must die. If my body is dead, I live with a numbness unexplanable. Yet I also live with a passion for Christ that I can’t feel in my physical body, but see in my heart, the part of me that can’t die. If I seem distant, know that this is my flesh dying and my mind unable to grasp what there is in the physical to live for. I live with no apparent regard for myself, but I want to show how much I truly care about you and the people around me. I want to reflect Christ’s love without the barrier of your understanding of my motives. Sometimes that means saying hard things, but I would not say them unless I knew you needed to hear them, or I knew that you heard them the way God speaks and not the insufficient ways I communicate. I want to be like Jesus!!
Amalek->Who Am I?