Its Easter Sunday, and I havent been to a church service in a few weeks now. I had major conviction come over me yesterday when a good friend of mine told me he went to church with his girlfriend and was really moved by the presence of God. My buddy has good character, and yet I havent really shared God with him. I know he needs a personal relationship with the Lord. I have known him for years between two jobs that we share together and now years later its his new girl that takes him to a service. Why am I so selfish? It so much easier to tell jokes than to talk about wether or not you believe in Jesus as Lord and Savior. I need to clean my act up. I swear. Its not right. I drop a wrench, and then *bleep*. I spill a glass of milk, and then again... its really getting old. I remember exactly when and where I accepted God into my life. Its so fufilling. He quenches. I thought to myself yesterday that I hadn't attended a service in awhile so why would I want to go on Easter Sunday- just like the people who I DIDNT want to be like; a "Sunday Christian". (Anybody remember Value Pac?). Nonetheless... a dude who shows up twice a year- for Christmas and Easter. Lame!!! But guess what? Im turning into that. I wish so much that I could own a personal helicopter and fly over on Sunday mornings to Calvary Costa Mesa for service. I need to get my crap together.
On a lighter note... MUSE on tuesday!!! Im really exited for this. A little PF Changs action before, then some Knights of Cydonia for dessert... cant get any better.
keep it real!!!
-matthew
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