I was once asked by a friend, a couple months back, if I would go to the same college as him; at this time I have already attended a year at UCLA, so repeatedly I told him that I was going to UCLA. This went on for a time until one day he asked me if I would pray about it. My immediate thought and response was "no", why should I pray about it? I attended school already, enjoyed it and wanted to go back to UCLA. Almost immediately after I responded, he wanted to know why I wouldn't. As I thought, I realized that my only reason why I did not want to pray about it was because I had my mind set on going back to UCLA. In my desire to go to UCLA, I did not want to pray in case God would tell me differently.
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Thursday, April 17, 2014
The Restoration
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Commandments For Our Protection
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Atoning Blood of Jesus Christ
I hate needles; When I was younger, and it was time for me to get a shot, I would breakdown.Why I have such a fear of being stabbed by a needle? I don't know, but it has stuck with me. While at college, many of my friends were participating in a blood drive, something I had never done before because I never got the courage to allow a complete stranger to stick a needle in me and take something vital to my body. I decided though, that it was going to be different this time; I was going to give blood. Still apprehensive about it, I convinced one of my roommates to do it with me. We got down to the center and of course some of my friends were there also for the blood drive. My roommate backed down from giving blood, but for me, I could not, my friends wouldn't let me. As I sat there filling out the donor sheet, fear grew within me as I got ever so closer to actually giving blood. A finger prick and later, and I was in the chair; The needle now drawing blood from me. Moments later, I was released and given free range on all the juice and snacks I could eat.
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