This semestre has been rocky. What started off as a muy bonito relationship con Cristo turned into a giant winding circle around and around. It was never ending. Too the point where I was ready to give it all up. To welcome the chains that would hold me down. I began my dance with sin. Which was slow at first. Because my right hand still held God's as our dance was not over yet. But my left hand gripped sin's as the dance began. Around and around I began. I began to lose myself as my face turned toward sin. My right hand began to feel...empty.
I knew where I was standing was wrong. My dance partner held too tight. Forcing this new dance upon me. Taking me back to where we had left off before. But in my heart I knew it was wrong. My dance partner gripped too hard. It hurt. As the dance went along though, I tried to leave. But by myself I was too weak. I couldn't stop. In pain I let out a cry to God. A cry for help.
They came for me. My dear friends. I felt the pull away from sin. They turned me around. I faced truth. I faced love. I faced a gentle grip. I held out my right hand and God took it once more. I began my dance with God. Not ever wanting to let go.
I know that I will always have temptation. I know that my walk with God will be hard. But I am willing to walk with God through any hardship or any trouble. It's not worth it to just throw away something so beautiful as the love God has given us. Why should God be compared to $100,000? Why should God be compared to a really expensive car? Why should any of that matter above God? I choose to keep dancing with God. To give him my everything. I give him all of me. I'm not throwing away eternal life with Him. Nor am I throwing away His love or grace.
I've learned. I have faith in God.
