Live. Die. Kill.

In the end….close is all there is…
Out of all the possessions I have, all the people that I have come in and out of my life, it comes down to two people that I would do all three of following for. Live. Die. Kill. It comes down to the two people I could not live without. My God and my savior, Jesus Christ, and my family, my mother, brother and sister. These people have been with me when I was at my best and at my worst and have not ever left me out to dry. I always can and have depended on them to be there to love me, protect me, comfort me and would do the same for me if it came down to it.

My religion, no, my God is the number one thing in my life. And yes, my family is right next to him. But without my God and his son (my savior) Jesus Christ, I would not exist or the person I am today would not exist. I would be something so lost and dead inside without them. I owe my life to him. Jesus died so that I could have a better life and have to suffer. If he could give his body and his life for me, I can dedicate my whole life and being back to him. I’m not trying to preach and this is not a speech to convert anyone. I am simply speaking out for what I stand and live for. Without God’s love and compassion in my life I would not be the person that stands here today. My family would not be who they are today. I would not be who I am and not have the morals I have.

Here is what you have to understand, my life should be another statistic. My mother’s life should be another statistic. I am not going to get into the nitty-gritty but my family is not what people would expect if you spent some time with me. My life and my family’s life has been completely changed because of the blood of Jesus and what he did for us. I come from a family-background filled drug and alcohol abuse and those being abusers and the ones being abused physically and mentally. I thank God everyday for what he has done in my family’s life because I would have been brought up the same way as the generation before me. My mother came to know Christ and her life was completely changed and God’s love and compassion and his promises completely renewed my mom’s way of thinking and handling the tragic lifestyle she lived as a child and young adult. According to statistics, “About 30% of abused and neglected children will later abuse their own children, continuing the horrible cycle of abuse, about 80% of 21 year olds that were abused as children met criteria for at least one psychological disorder” (National Child Abuse Statistics, http://www.childhelp.org/pages/statistics#gen-stats). My mom should have been a statistic….myself and my siblings should have been. But by the grace of God and the blood of Jesus, my life and my family’s lives have been forever changed and mended and protected. What can I give back to my God for all he has done? I could never give enough to compare what he and Jesus gave. But I can give him all of me and tell people for what he has done for me and for all of mankind. I live my life as an example to others who may not even know Jesus let alone what he did for me. Everybody deserves to know what he has done. He deserves it. And why be selfish when others who are hurting and have experienced pain like my family has faced when I can help them receive the greatest gift that God had to offer. I live to tell not only my story, but HIS as well.

I not only live for the glory of my God but I also live for my family. I live to get through this life here together. This life is not easy, that is why we need family to take it on together, day by day, hour by hour. We support each other and get through everything together. We need each other to keep going and to keep pushing on. I will keep fighting with them until my dying breath. My family has always been my number one support in my life and I will always be there for them. Its like this, I can mess with my little brother but no one else can. I think a lot of siblings are like that. Its funny how that is.

People believe in dying for things they believe in. But you have to really have faith and a passion and a love to die for that certain person or belief. I would die for my beliefs in my God and for the sake of the name of Jesus Christ. Like I said before, I owe him my life. If it came down to it, I would never blaspheme the name of my savior to save my own life. Jesus was not afraid to give his life for me. So why should I be afraid to do the same for him?

And I would also die for my family whenever it came down to it. No question at all. If it meant stepping out in front of a bus or a bullet, I would do it. My family’s safety is one if the number one things I would not ever second guess about. I would rather see that harm come to me first rather than them. I don’t know why that is but I guess it’s just a natural instinct I have. Its apart of me and my family is the same way. My mother is definitely the same way as well, but that’s a normal motherly instinct.

People say that they would kill for something. I personally think that that is a bit extreme. I would not kill for my religion. My beliefs do not consist of killing for the name of Jesus. As far as I know,killing is not something that God condones.  But if I had to, like absolutely had to, I would kill for my family. If it meant protecting my family I would do it. But if it was in the case of revenge, I do not believe in that. Revenge is not something I would even consider. But if someone wronged my family, I would do all the proper and necessary things to make sure that justice was served. Killing is not an extreme that I would go to though. I probably would not be able to stomach it. But again, it would all depend on the situation.

My life comes down to two things that I care the most for. My God and my family. I would do just about anything for them. My God and my religion and beliefs have changed my life and I am forever grateful. My family, even though we don’t always get along, we are still family. I believe in sticking with my family until the end and protecting them. They will always be there even when everyone else leaves me. In the end of it all, close is all there is. Family is all there is. My God is my father to me and he is my family along with my family-family. Family will always be there. You can never get rid of family…not matter how hard you try.


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