Posts Tagged ‘Christian Church’

“Yet it was our weaknesses he carried; it was our sorrows that weighed him down. And we thought his troubles were a punishment from God, a punishment for his own sins! But he was pierced for our rebellion, crushed for our sins. He was beaten so we could be whole. He was whipped so we could be healed.” Isaiah 53:4-5

The most common mistake of missing out God´s blessings is not to dimension accurately what Jesus did on the Cross. Jesus not only paid the price of salvation for all humanity, but for them to be whole, healed an at all times in peace. Nevertheless to receive it, we have to believe it. (more…)

Everything called to it, and If I had not done it life would have simple crushed me. This was the response a Pastor told me when I asked him how did he discover his purpose in life. It seemed very simple to him, a hammer hammers, a humming bird hums, the rain rains, and in that moment the Pastor was pastoring. But me? How could I ignite what I had been created for?

After I accepted Jesus I discover THE way. A flame within me started guiding me to new and unknown paths. Said paths were uncertain at some point. And every now and then my Maker refined me trough painful experiences. But every time He did it and I endured the processes, a new glory was deposit within me and the assurance that I was getting closer to live my purpose.  I discovered that the only way that a jar of clay discovers its purpose is by getting trough the fire. (more…)

 

I rejoiced with those who said to me, “Let us go to the house of the LORD.”   Psalm 122:1 (New International Version, ©2010)                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

I had turned 10 years old, and was invited to the house of the LORD. With great expectation I got ready that morning, I wanted to be really “shiny” to meet the Son of God. I had heard that he was good and loved me as nobody; something within me burned to finally meet him.  I had prepared a lot of dialogues in my mind for that lunged time. But when I got to his house I could not speak to him, he was silent and busy paying for my sins, and still nailed to the cross.  He had no time to speak to me for he sent those representing him at that house, whom told me: we can take your message.  (more…)