Blessed Easter-things can only get better

Ewe and her lamb

Mary had a little Lamb
Soon to the world, He would go.
He would be sacrificed,
Washing away the scarlet stain of our sin
Making us as white as snow.

"Behold, the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world."
-John 1:29

As a follower of Jesus Christ, I rest in the knowledge that this life is not as good as things get. In Eternity there won't be anxiety, sensory issues, depression or migraine headaches.

Perhaps learning about the message of the Cross, that Jesus was crucified for my sins as well as all of mankind, is more real for me given the violent things said and done in my teens and early 20's. I'm not going into them in this post because the main point I'm making is this; I need saving from my own self.
If Jesus wanted me dead, He would have allowed me to die during several suicide attempts.
I don't know what Christian persecution is. I am blessed in that. I have, however, suffered persecution for being autistic. Being a Christian doesn't mean I am exempt from the wrath of man. They cannot touch my soul or spirit.
Jesus rose from the tomb. It is important to remember that He is the living God, part of the Holy Triune Godhead.
God's silence doesn't mean His absence.
The psalms remind me, His timing, not mine.
Happy and blessed Easter.

modern day compliments from ian

A heavenly perspective

Reaching toward heaven I was trying to get a different perspective taking nature shots. I had looked up to see this mass of white clouds hovering above bare tree branches. The branches looked like arms and fingers reaching up toward heaven. The clouds reminded me of something like Exodus 13:21 where God's presence was with the Israelite s, guiding them. God takes care of all those who put their trust in His Son, Jesus. I have trusted Him in seeing me through my mom's death, an arrest, transitioning from one treatment facility to another and more recently, some neighbors treating Saturday nights as their own personal 4th of July. I still feel pain. I am tempted to doubt and catch myself self loathing. I keep praying . I know nothing lasts forever. I look forward to eternity with God and my Christian loved ones who are there already. I hope you will come to know Jesus and accept Him as both your Lord as well as your Savior. Amen! ...

Lonely vs. being alone

I call this "Dancing with herselves" Being lonely is different from being alone. Being alone, for me, is when I have had enough sensory input from a person and/or environment. It is a choice. Being lonely is something I have little choice over. Due to the severe limitations of my autism spectrum disorder, I don’t have the simple luxury of calling up a friend to see if they are free for coffee or a walk in the park. My only friend lives 45 minutes away and due to age, can’t drive long distances on a constant basis. I cannot drive. What support and socialization that does exist is for disabled people who can go anywhere and be exposed to everything as long as it is ADA compliant. I am alone in my home without human contact 6 days a week for 90% of my day. My sister does her best, but she, like my aunt, has a life that includes shared experiences with other people. Mine doesn’t. Nobody else in my family or community is interested in relating to me. I notice ...

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