What a Waste

Hi Darling,

I tend to think about the day I die a lot.

WAIT!

Before you think I’m crazy or Looney.

Just Listen… 👂

In Matthew 7:23 it says; “And then will I declare to them I never knew you depart from me you workers of lawlessness.”

Lawlessness- anomia:

• a- = without

• nomos = law

So literally: “without law.”

But in Scripture, it means living as if God’s will, authority, and character don’t matter, even if someone appears religious on the outside.

To think we could spend our entire life here on earth thinking we know God, but we didn’t even try to have a relationship with him that terrifies me. I once had a dream it was last year around October, and I felt this dream so much. I still remember every detail it was dark outside, and there were small babies on the ground, calling out for their moms while men on horses drug their moms down the road. There were so much darkness in chaos. Honestly, I woke up crying that day thinking about those poor babies, but as I think about it, those babies were crying out in that moment for their moms KNOWING that, that was their mom but when they get older, they won’t even remember their mom getting drugged away like that unless someone were to remind them. No one actually remembers what happened as a baby unless there are pictures, or someone reminding them of a memory. Do you understand?

As we grow, we have the opportunity to know God, but if no one tells us about him or if we don’t even try to seek him, we won’t ever have a relationship with him living for/and the world won’t do anything but get us a first class ticket to hell I don’t know about you, but how doesn’t really sound like somewhere I want to be. No beach? No thank you! Fire and destruction? Ewww

So I beg you, please start a relationship with God. He has been crying out to you. He has been calling your name. Will you just come home and allow him to embrace you? I don’t wanna win this race alone. We can all cross the finish line. let’s stop playing around and win the race to Jesus.

    With Love,

                      Neci 🤍