Uncomfortable

I recently went on camp. It was great. And challenging. I need to realise that Christ is King and nothing else in my life should take His place. Not my comfort. Not my popularity. And not my money. Because if those things rule my life then there's no room for Christ. I don't think there's even a point to me claiming to be a Christian if those things rule my life. I need to be ready to be uncomfortable for Christ; Jesus says so in Luke 14:3, whoops, I mean Luke 14:27 (:P) he says: 'And anyone who does not carry his cross and follow me cannot be my disciple.' I mean the cross doesn't exactly evoke images of big houses and bigger bank accounts does it? No, it was an instrument of cruel torture reserved for the lowest of criminals. So I have to pick up my uncomfortable cross and follow Christ. I just hope I'm ready.

But, does that mean that to be a Christian I have to purposefully make ourselves as ridiculously uncomfortable as I can? No! But, I think it means  have to be careful with how much I indulge in my comfort. When that indulgence becomes greater then the satisfaction I find in Christ; I think thats where I begin to go wrong. I don't want comfort or popularity to be my 'god' I want God to be my god. I want Christ to be my King.

I truly hope this makes sense.

The Downfall of the Proud

I'm a very proud person, so when I'm not very good at something; its crushing. And it kind of has a domino effect in my life; I realise all my flaws. And no matter what I'm 'good at' I see the flaws within that 'good thing.' So I think thats bad; so I want to change that. But at the same time I don't want to look past the flaws and just see the things that I'm 'good at.' It's a really hard balance to find. But I want to find it - somewhere between proud and depressed.