Reborn From Ash

I never understood what spiritual people meant when they talked about being reborn. Then again, I never believed in God and never put much thought into it. But recently, I have found God, I finally understand what it means to be reborn. My life was ran by my flesh (the flesh is the part of you that wants instant gratification; the flesh only lives in the moment and doesn't care about the repercussions). I always took the easy and lazy way out of life. I didn't have the strength of faith to believe in myself. Instant gratification was the only thing that made me happy, but in the long run, it made me miserable. Even to this day I still experience some of these struggles from time to time. The last thing I had thought of was God. I was raised atheist. I was told that, people who believed in a God were crazy. When I was finally exposed to Christianity at 12 years old, I was forced to go to church with a step parent, whom, turned out to be a devious, hypocritical liar. My vi

I have put myself into hard situations due to letting my emotions run me. But, recently I have started to understand things differently. As soon as I decided to let go of my emotions and started living by God, I have seen things change. I live each day the way I know God wants me to live, or at least I do my best. I forgive myself for my fall backs because I see how my falls have given me new strengths. They are no longer my falls, they are my lessons. Falls keep me humble. I know who God is now, but less than a year ago, I didn't believe in God. I allowed my emotions to stop his gifts from coming out. My way was not the right way and now I understand that I was hurting myself by trying to do it my way. I struggled my whole life so struggling is one thing I know. The main reason I was held back was because I blamed myself for not being the best I could be. For judging who I was because I was not as good as someone else, or the labels that were placed on me when I was younge

The importance of having a Sabbath .. I now understand the necessity of a Sabbath. I have noticed more and more lately that I am having problems staying organized. I miss place things all the time. I have no schedule. I work in the retail industry, so my schedule changes every week. I also have a second job the it takes up a lot of my time. After working 7 days a week for over a year, I decided that I need at least 1 day off. I claimed Saturday as my Sabbath. I did this for about a month. That was the month that I was closest to God. I worked my whole week with determination because I knew that my Sabbath was coming. I could prepare for what I was going to do. On my day off. I would spring clean my home with my family. We would turn on some tunes and would clean while dancing around and singing. I felt that, as I organized my house and cleaned everything, I was cleaning myself. I was removing all junk inside me that could trap any darkness. It is a freeing experience. This