À mon sujet...
Sent from near the Throne to the Gaiasphere!
It's been a while since I told stories and wrote poems. Please forgive my unsatisfactory attempts. I'll try harder!
For the last time, I'm not a spellcaster.
((OOC: If I tip your posts:
+ in an "avvie above you" (AAY) Word Game (WG): check to see whether you were commenting on my post. If you were, it's likely I left you a comment.
+ elsewhere: I've either been obliged to by the rules of a WG, or I genuinely enjoyed your post. ))
Yes, I'm Christian.
No, it doesn't mean I'm called to hate; it does
mean I'm called to love and serve.
Yes, it does mean God takes precedence in my life before anything else, and I know it's going to be worth it.
I mean, He made us good, but we turned away from Him, and that rebellion brought about death as part of its consequences. Plus, acting on our own, our righteousness is nothing but filthy rags to Him... but He loved us so much that He gave His only Son - Christ Jesus - to die on the cross for our sins, that we might be reconciled to Him.
I hate sin, just as He does. But people are far, far more than their sins.