It’s hard trying to be who you want to be. It’s hard following God’s plan. It’s not natural for a human to be holy, but that’s what God asks. And He knows we’ll mess up. We’ll mess up ourselves and each other. But He doesn’t expect us to stay down. Get up. Every time.


   When you sit down and think about following God’s plan and being holy, it means more than just a nicely phrased sentence. It kind of sucks. It means saying no to what the body wants. What the hormones want. What the attitude wants. What the mind wants. It means following someone who is bigger and stronger and more able to be right. I think the big question is whether or not it’s worth it. Is it worth it to be holy? It’s a question worth wrestling.


   I’ve come to the conclusion that God is my only hope. I can try my hardest to be the best person I can, but what does it matter if there is nothing to look forward to? What is the point of life apart from the hope of something greater? What hope is there apart from Jesus? I wasn’t able to find any.


   Life is like an ocean- tides turning in and out. Everything is constantly changing. People are in and out of our lives. Trends change more than humanly necessary. Philosophy is shifting as the face of modernity gets a facelift every 2 seconds. The world is spinning and nothing is constant but Jesus; He’s always been the same. I know I can’t live my life according to the most “hip” or recent thing out there. I know what’s real based on the fact that God is who He says He is. It’s up to me to believe Him or not. And we each have that choice.