I’m a twenty-one year old Seventh-day-Adventist, an Adventist that should be third generation, but due to a very complicated family set up, I only found the church when I was eleven. My walk with God has had many ups and downs, I almost left the church in 2007, but soon found myself with a shotgun baptism when I was sixteen to get rid of the daemons.
It didn’t help.
I’ve since recommitted my life to Christ and I’m enjoying it so far; having Bible studies, getting to know God for who He really is, however, the more I think about it, the more I question whether I believe that Jesus is coming soon. It’s something that is said so often; people have died long ago, believing that their generation would see Jesus. I think this has made me, and many others like me, complacent. What am I personally doing to prepare for this? I hardly read my Bible as much as I should, and I don’t really witness—I never really knew what my thing was: how could I knock on people’s doors when I was so bad at communication?
Thank God for friends. I’m an aspiring writer, currently writing a novel about race tensions in the UK. I love writing and it’s something I’d like to think I’m good at. All talents come from God, so I can’t take any credit for it; I was lucky.I wanted a way to talk to people about God, bearing in mind my social awkwardness. It was a friend who suggested I start a blog. I’ve always liked spiritual blogs and they’ve certainly helped me learn things, so hopefully through these pages others will learn something, think about their own spiritual walk and just enjoy the poems that I post here.
These are the chronicles of a serial sinner, a complainer, a worrier and a wanderer, trying to make it in life.
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