Faith and Trust (no pixie dust here)

I was making my way to bed last night, and something stopped me mid-step.

I squinted at my reflection in the mirror on the back of the closed door.

Jesus chose me. I am His, and He is mine. I'm not some average teenager who is torn up inside, trying to 'find my place' or 'follow my heart'.

No, I know who I am. I am a daughter of Christ. A believer in His real blood, shed on the cross to save my soul. He died for everyone, if they choose to accept that Truth.

I am learning to love, as He loved and loves. To forgive, as He forgave and forgives. I can't do anything without Him. Without Him, everything is a waste of time and useless.

I am learning to trust Him. How often I forget that my life is like a flower that withers and fades away. Like a breath of wind that dies away as quickly as it came.
He is bigger than anything that I decide to allow as a problem in my life. It's me, me, that chooses to let it be a problem.
He is teaching me, tutoring me personally to live and let go. Let it be in His good hands. It's not my problem anymore.

Look to His coming. Don't get caught up in the troubles of this world.

Revelation 21:4 says this - "He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever."

Imagine...