He IS, indeed, your life

"When Christ, who is your life, appears, then you also will appear with him in glory". Colossians 3:4.



For years and years I've been asking myself the same question: What is the purpose of life?
How can people be so different and at the same time come from the same Creator? (because we ARE all created by the same God).

Why does it really mean to be a Christian? Is it just a matter of being religious and conservative? Or it should radically change how I see God, how I see people, how I conduct myself, and the way I choose to live?

Today, after reading an article on www.setapartgirl.com , an online magazine I highly recommend, I took my Bible and started meditating on Colossians 3:4. The whole intention of the versicle is to remind us that when Jesus comes back, we will be with Him and we will take part in His amazing Glory.

But if you read carefully, you'll find that this versicle has also a key phrase: "When Christ, WHO IS YOUR LIFE..." Wait a minute. Here it says that Christ is not only part of my life, or that God is important to me... He IS, in fact, my life. Wow.
So, that implies a LOT to us. It gives us a purpose. It should destroy all of our fears. It should shape our lives to do what He created us for.

I want to keep making Christ, my whole life. Everything that is good and great comes along with that. :)

139

Of all the books and versicles in the Bible, there is one specific Psalm that's always captured my heart and spirit. It portraits how beautiful and deep is God's bond with each one of us, and how intimate and special He expects that relationship to grow. And yes, that goes for all 6,855,900,000 people on earth.

This Psalm talks about the magnanimosity of God. And yet how close He is to each one of us. I don't need to know anything else. :)

PSALM 139

1 O Lord, you have searched me
and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue
you know it completely, O Lord.
5 You hem me in—behind and before;
you have laid your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
7 Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
12 even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
16 your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand.
When I awake,
I am still with you.
19 If only you would slay the wicked, O God!
Away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
20 They speak of you with evil intent;
your adversaries misuse your name.
21 Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord,
and abhor those who rise up against you?
22 I have nothing but hatred for them;
I count them my enemies.
23 Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24 See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.

Who is like You?

Hello everyone! Today I've switched to English again.

My last post about Venezuela's situation kept me meditating on how, I, as a Christian, should accept my country's circumstances with less complaints, and instead, do something and pray about it.

Last Sunday I had a great time at church! I felt the sermon was exclusively directed to me (well, that sounds kind of self-centered, haha), and it was about how everything is under God's control. EVERYTHING. Tragedies, our work, our expectations, our disappointments, absolutely everything. And the worst thing we could ever do, is complain. By complaining, we say DIRECTLY to God: " No, I don't trust You. Why on earth is THIS happening to me? I don't trust in what you're doing with my life/family/country "

As long as we know we are following God's path, doing what's right, and following the dream He's given to us, we should be absolutely sure He will make HIS best for us. And we can be sure that His best is actually the Best Thing that could ever happen to us.

"Now glory be to God, who by his mighty power at work within us is able to do far more than we would ever dare to ask or even dream of—infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, or hopes." Ephesians 3:20

There is a beautiful song by Meredith Andrews that's been inside my head for weeks. It is about comparing anything we may have (a job, a life partner, a goal, friends, entertainment, etc.) with God, and of course, that leads to the conclusion that there is nothing like Him! Really! It's great when we are blessed to experiment this truth. So, don't expect anymore posts that are all about complaints. I will try to be coherent and highlight the good instead of the awful things. Afterall, there is something Godly in everything that happens.

Who Is Like You?

The thought of You is baffling
My mind can't wrap around You
This human cup cannot contain
Heaven's glory flood

Who is like You, Lord?
Who was and is to come
Forever worshipped and adored
We pour our hearts out
Here before Your throne
This is for You alone

The sight of You leaves me speechless
One glimpse and I come undone
This weight of glory stirs my soul
And I fall face down

Who is like You, Lord?
Who was and is to come
Forever worshipped and adored
We pour our hearts out
Here before Your throne
This is for You alone

And all I can say is holy
All I can do is fall on my face
And cry holy

Who is like You, Lord?
Who was and is to come
Forever worshipped and adored
We pour our hearts out
Here before Your throne
This is for You alone