Whoops. I just popped in for a visit. And I saw the live shot of the best smoke I have ever seen swirling around your head. I heard your “high” talk, and even worried a bit about you getting some fresh air after a few hits. Then I saw you blink, panic, look at the screen several times, with a horror that I will never forget. There is no doubt in my mind that you realized at that moment you were accidently “live” on Facebook, and God Himself had seen you smoking that dope.
It was none of my business. Until God made it my business. I guess I am the chosen one to encourage your walk with Christ.
First, He had me put on part of my testimony so you could see I have a bit of street cred and know what I am talking about.
Then, He sent me to tell you that you are ok. Christ knows every time you mess up; every time you smoke that dope; every time you try to do better and fail; and every time you do good and crawl closer to that cross.
I have seen your confession of faith. I know you believe. I don’t know if you have received the Baptism of Christ and the Baptism of the Holy Spirit, but if you have not, find a Christian minister that can help you out. Unless you have the Holy Spirit within your heart, those sins of past cannot be destroyed, and they keep tempting you to partake of the usual stuff you did before.
Contrary to what some pretty Christians think, sinners don’t become righteous overnight upon confession of faith. It takes time for sins to drop away. No sins can be removed unless a strong relationship with Christ and the Holy Spirit are present.
You have Christ confessed. Now let this slip-up go, ask forgiveness of Christ, and move on with your life. Try not to sin again. If you do, repeat those steps. Along the way, as the Holy Spirit and you operate as one, these tendencies to fall backwards will decrease.
I just want you to know that there is NO judgment of your sincere belief in Christ; and there is NO judgment on your bad habits. But someday, when you are a strong and growing Christian, you will remember with horror the day you went live on Facebook, and God saw you take a toke (even though He’s always looking).
Big hugs my fellow traveling friend; I will be praying for you.
