Bible Verses To Rember

Some of my favorite Bible verses are:

Romans 5: 3-11

"And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience; and patience, experience; and experience, hope; and hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost, which is given unto us. For when we were yet without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly. For scarely for a righteous man will one die: yet peradventure for a good man some would even dare to die. But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. Much more then, being now justified by his blood, we shall be saved from wrath through him. For if, when we were enemies, we were reconciled to God by the death of his Son, much more, being reconciled, we shall be saved by his life. And not only so, but we also joy in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom we have now received the atonement."

Romans 15-21:

"For that which I do I allow not: for what I would, that do I not; but what I hate, that do I. If then I do that which I would not, I consent unto the law that it is good. Now then it is no more I that do it, but sin that dwelleth in me. For I know that in me (that is, in my flesh,) dwelleth no good thing: for to will is present with me; but how to perform that which is good I find not. For the good that I would I do not: but the evil which I would not, that I do. Now if I do that I would not, it is no more I that do it, but sin that dwelleth in me. I find then a law, that when I would do good, evil is present with me. For I delight in the law of God after the inward man: But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members. O wretched man that I am: who shall deliver me from the body of this death? I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord. So then with the mind I myself serve the law of God; but with the flesh the law of sin."

Romans 8 1-4:

"There is therfore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death. For what the law could not do, in that it was weak through the flesh, God sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh, and for sin, condemned sin in the flesh: That the righteousness of the law might be fulfilled in us, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit."

Romans 8 35-39:

"Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? As it is written, For thy sake are we killed all the day long; we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter. Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us. For I am persuaded, that neihter death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord."

Ashamed and Senior Year

Ashamed, not of who I am, but what I feel like inside.
Ashamed, not of where I come from, but what I deal with that I try to hide.
I'm ashamed of part, no most of my life.
There's nothing I can do to change it, believe me I tried.

Senior year of high school is probably the most memorable time for everyone.
High school football games, senior class trips, etc. Those were the days.
I spent very few times at football games that year. My senior class trip was to the doctors office.

Yes, senior year while everyone else was having fun, I was being poked, pricked, sucked of my blood till I came to hate the sight of a needle.
I was x-rayed, cat scanned, scanned with fancy equipment I didn't know existed before. I had to spend several entire weekends collecting my urine and stool specimens, refrigerating them, and mailing them off to a special lab for a diagnosis.

Yes, senior year was very memorable for me, but in another way. My mind was wrapped around my grandfather's untimely death and praying to God that wouldn't happen to me.
While everyone else prepares for their future, I just prayed I had a future.
While everyone else was finding out what colleges had accepted them, I was being told I had a rare genetic blood disease.

No, I don't regret my senior year, it was just a rough time for me. My life was falling apart.
While all around me everyone else's life was just beginning. I was stepping into the unknown.
I don't think I could have survived that year without my friends and family and most important I can never go a day in my life without my God.

I tried to hide my disease for years. Because I was ashamed of being sick. I tried to act normal around other people, and not let on that I was sick. But, how can I hide my life from the world? And most importantly how can I hide how much God has done for me, how many times he healed me, and spared my life? My sickness may not be fun and I may face an uncertain future, but the truth is none of use are guaranteed tomorrow, and I guess I just found that out sooner than most.

It wasn't just senior year that was rough on me, my sickness started sometime in junior high maybe even the end of elementary school. Those were the worst years of my life. Thankfully I have a God that has got me through all the rough times in my life and showed me that even though I face no certainty of tomorrow, because I have turned my life and heart over to God and have accepted him as my Lord and Saviour, I do face the certainty of seeing him in glory.

Need a Cure

Hi all! I'm so not good. Well I'm ok now, but I had a horrible time with my period this time. Ok, so last week I kept feeling horrible and like I was going to start, I even got all week and dizzy in a store. And I kept spotting so I kept thinking I was starting, but never did. So finally Sunday night or Monday I think I started, but on Tuesday things got bad. I woke up with bad cramps. So I soaked in the tub thinking it would help. Then I barely got out of the tub threw my clothes on and had to lie down before I hit the ground!!! So I get in bed and everything hits. The horrible pain, cramps, feeling like I'm going to die cause the pain is so unbearable. Then I start sweating everywhere, like really bad, I do that on my period when it's really bad, I just sweat terrible. So I'm soaked in my sweat, pain everywhere, my dad comes in and I can barely talk and I'm like heating pad, so he gets me a heating pad and I'm laying there thinking a bunch of things, one is (since Porphyria is caused by excess Porphyrins in the body) I'm thinking it would be nice if they made a heating pad that took out any excess Porphyrins so I wouldn't have to go through this. And why can't they make a cure. I'm too young to die. Anyways, so things don't get better yet. I keep feeling like I'm going to throw up but I can't get up so when I do throw up guess what, I have to lean over the bed and throw up on the floor, cause there's no way I'm making it to the bathroom and back in one piece. So then I think I'm done and I throw up yet again and this time it's all yellow. Which kind of freaked me out cause I've never threw up yellow stuff before. But after throwing up yellow stuff twice I acutally felt a little better. Then my dad came in again, and I couldn't talk at all so I'm like pointing to the floor, so he goes and gets a towel and puts down on it and I thought he'd bring me a wet wash cloth for my face full of puke, but no, so I'm like pointing to my face so he's aggravated, but I can't help it I'm like praying for dear life here, so he gets me a wet wash cloth so I can wipe the throw up off my face. Then I start feeling better and fall asleep. Then a couple hours later I wake up and the worse is past, but now I'm like all freaked cause I hate having the bad bad bad periods, I thought those days were behind me, I thought I just had bad bad periods, not bad bad bad periods. And so now I'm really back into reading all about medical stuff which I barely understand but I need a cure so bad I don't know what to do. Uggggh. I feel like screaming! Doctors please find a cure. But don't worry I will keep on trying to figure one out myself!!

~Rachel ;)

Try, Try Again, and pray you don't see a train!

I ride a bike and fall off, so I get back on.
I bake cookies and burn them, so I try again.
I play the piano badly, so I practice more.
I go door knocking and get the door slammed in my face, so I try the next house.
I drive my car into a tree, so I call the insurance to get it fixed then go wreck another car. lol just kidding.
I paint my nails, and mess up, so I start again.
I get a rare blood disease, but I keep God first so that I will live.
The point of this little tale, is we will fall down sometimes, we will fail, but we must persevere, we must trudge on and try again. There's always a light at the end of the tunnel but pray it's not a train. :)

Suffocating Inside

Lost in my mind of confusion, suffocating inside. Looking for the answers I can't seem to find. Wondering in a valley of sadness, not even realizing I'm here. I know I'm suppose to be strong and follow the Lord. I'm doing the best I can as the storm pulls me into each different direction of it. I find myself in utter chaos, just swimming around and around. Then remembering I can't swim, so I start to drown. I'm drowning in my confusion calling out for help. Lord I will gladly bear any Cross you give to me, but just please give me the strength to overcome this pit. I know that somewhere I will touch the life of someone, and though I have to undergo this horrific illness, I pray it won't be too painful. Through my sufferings I bear, I wish I will find a cure so that some other poor soul may be spared the pain of this disease. My mind is set upon a cure, I can see it in my sights. I just can't quite grasp what it is just yet. But, I'm praying it will come to light. I'm determined to find a cure for this disease, I'm determined to find it in my lifetime!!!!!!!

I Know

Part of one of my grandfather's sermons, one of my favorite poems. It just puts everything together perfectly.

I know against that fortress wall the gates of hell will not prevail;
I know in whom I have believed and that his word shall never fail;
I know that he is able still, is strong to save and strong to keep,
And all that I commit to him is safe, though I may wake or sleep.

I know this spirit sword of truth, can pierce the cunning foe's device.
I know to ransom me from death, my Savior paid the utmost price.
I know my sins are all forgiven, since on the Cross my sins he bore.
And if his suffering I share, I'll share his glory evermore.

This World Is Not My Home

This world is not my home, I’m just passing through, my treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The Angels beckon me to Heaven open shore and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore. Oh Lord you know I have no friend like you, if Heaven’s not my home, oh Lord what will I do. The Angels beckon me to Heaven’s open door and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.
Those are the words to one of the greatest gospel hymns. It tells me the writer was tired of this world, he was tired of living with people that didn’t understand him, that didn’t understand his mission in life, that didn’t understand his reason for being.
I feel like that writer. I’m tired, I’m tired of living in a world where people have sex before marriage and then look at me and say oh a 27 year old virgin? Whatever will we do with her? I’m tired of living among people whose sole purpose in life is to cause mayhem and destruction. I’m tired of living with friends and family members, who do not understand me, do not understand what I am trying to achieve for Christ, who do not understand my purpose here on earth. I am tired.
The writer has expressed a sense of frustration. A sense of longing for relief from beyond. He’s walked a road less traveled and others are staring at him in disbelief. There saying what’s wrong with him, why isn’t he like us. Why doesn’t he go to parties and stay out till all hours in the morning, then to come home stoned and half alive. Drugged by the very society that is trying to slowly kill him. No not kill him physically, kill him spiritually. Why can’t someone grow up in this world and be a good God fearing person without being looked on as weird or different. Why must the norm be partying and sex before marriage? Why can’t the norm be following Christ?
I say to you today, follow not the ways of this world, for the ways of this world are self destruction and death. A spiritual death that slowly eats away at your flesh, that slowly devours you from inside to out. Do not follow the path most traveled, only to wake up one morning and find the bride groom of Christ come to take all who are saved with him to Heaven and you are among those left behind. Do not follow a mere norm of those whose leader is Satan, Do not follow those whose God is there belly and end is destruction. Follow the one who came to this earth to live, breathe, and die on a cross so that you could be saved. To die in your, mine, our place. Follow the cross of Christ.