Jesus Terrorist

Terrorist
Jesus has changed my life and I want the world to know.


I want to tell people about the human eye and how amazing it is. When my organic chemistry professor taught in class I thought that after hearing it everyone would know for sure that there is a God. The sight that we all take for granted happens as follows: a photon is released as atoms explode on the sun, then it races to earth at light speed, then hits something, bounces off, comes into my eye, hits a molecule giving it the energy to twist, the molecule then untwists, releasing an ion, creating a signal, that our brain processes into what we see. This takes my breath away, what a complex system; it is hard for me to think that human eyes could have developed by random chance.

If our eyes didn’t happen by random chance then God is real: God designed our eye and made the entire universe. He created us. Created us for a relationship with him, God wanted real relationships with us and so made the choice to give us free will. The pain this causes God is the pain of seeing your child stick their hand in a fire and burn themselves, repeatedly. That’s what happens when we chose sin; when we choose to invest our lives in things other than God: when we look for Love Peace and Joy in things of the world. When we sin; we find that it doesn't satisfy the craving that it advertises, and eventually our stubbornness gives out and we move on. Then as we start investing out lives in towards Gods plan, that is; Gods intimate plan for your life, we find that the hole that that sins infomercial claims to fill is suddenly no longer and that our lives and our lives fit together almost as if there is master planner running the whole thing. In this, when we chose to love God: to live for God, because He is all that is worth living for, we find the relationship that God made us for. We are given the opportunity to co-labor with God, this far most the most thrilling thing that I have ever gotten to do.


This story is possible because of Jesus, because God is 3 parts in one and one part, the Son, came to earth as Jesus: the God man. Fully God, Jesus gave up his God power as he came to earth and became fully man, living as one of us. He did things that bend what we know as normal though faith, prayer and the Holy Spirit; another part of this Trinitarian (3 part) God. On earth Jesus taught, healed people and invested his life in 12 guys. Then Jesus was killed, he was hung on a cross for claiming to be God, funny cause he was. Jesus died on the cross, he stopped breathing and then one of the executioners stabbed him with a spear, and Jesus' body leaked out blood and water. Smart doctors say that that means pretty conclusively that he was dead. The body was put in a tomb of some famous guy who was still alive and thought that Jesus was pretty great, and then a really big rock was put in front of it, and then two Roman soldiers were assigned to guard it. If something happened to the body the solders got killed, that is how serious their job was. 3 days later some women came to treat the body and were terrified by an angel who told them that Jesus had risen from the dead. This risen Jesus then appeared to about 500 people, enough to show that is wasn't a hoax, spent time with the 12 guys that he had invested in, and then ascended to heaven.


By Jesus dyeing, God paid the price of all of our sin. Making it possible for us to be in relationship with him despite all the crap we have done.


As I stepped into this story with a little naïve faith I was met with a real God much bigger than the god that I imagined. My life began to change, and has turned around. Christians talk about being dead and then alive, this is how I felt. It was as is for my whole life I had been barely surviving and now I was fully alive. I had stumbled across this thing that my heart had been desiring all my life, and my first reaction is to share this amazing thing with other people.


If you found a whole mountain of cookies that were absolutely the best things that you had ever tasted, you would want to tell people about them, to share this delicious taste. I wanted people to know about Jesus. I wanted them to know that their lives could be so much more. I became like a terrorist. I wanted them to hear this story, to know it in their lives. I wanted their lives to change like mine was changing as so they would have this new life.


My motivations were not all pure, I wanted people to believe what I believed because there is strength in numbers, I wanted to bring people to church because them I would be being a good church kid.


I wanted people to know the story so badly. That was my desire and the means of that was all I knew: my mouth. So I talked and I preached and spread the story of the Man-God thing, Jesus, in any way that I could. I was mainly a jerk about it. I cared more about the message than the people and I became a terrorist, a terrorist because I didn’t love people but wanted them to hear my message.


The motives for sharing the story got twisted and I was sharing to share and not because I loved people and cared about them.


I don't really know how to share the story by loving people. I think God is teaching me that now by placing people around me to love, to love and exchange lives with showing them the love that I am given: showing them the story of Jesus with my life.




Love
God, I don’t know how to love very well. I love selfishly and shalowly. I love when it is easy and when I get things in return. Jesus, I confess that I am no good at loving; can you love through me and show me how to love those around me?
God I am not good at these things. I am good at being a jerk, thank you that you see more in me than the jerk that I express.


Thank you for the opportunity for a new tomorrow: for the chance for a tomorrow that is different from the one that I have been sowing with my actions, my selfish worldly actions.

Jesus that we would love like you Love, this is my prayer.