We Are Not Home Yet!

I have been doing some thinking in the past day. Last night I went to Greensboro for the night cause I had to go to the bank to sign for my car loan this morning. I am now the proud Mommy of a beautiful Red cutesie Corolla.... I love it and it is soooo much better than the Bonnie I was driving although I am very very appreciative of my Dad letting me borrow it for so long so I could make up my stinkin' mind what kind of car I wanted....anyway.
Last night I picked up my three youngest sisters at church cause Kaitlin (12) was dying for me to come pick them up so I was like okay as long as I was home in time to watch Martha. So I get there and find Annie (10) and Meghan (6) and we are like where the heck is Kaitlin... well finally she comes out from the youth pastor's office with him and she is all red in the face and I can tell she has been crying. So when we were walking out she told me why she was crying. She found out that one of her friends has been cutting. I about died right there on the sidewalk. 12 years old and she has to deal with this she has to face the cruel reality that this world is full of this kind of stuff. I was overwhelmed not only with compassion for my precious little sister who was experiencing this, but to the little girl who is doing this to her body. I don't know how I at 23 would handle one of my friends dealing with this type of thing. It is tearing my sister apart and I look at her and am so proud of her. I am proud because she cares so much for her friend. She was crying out for this friend, groaning for her friend who is caught in the snare of the enemy's hand.
Oh Lord! Have mercy on us! I am reminded more and more everyday about my alien status. This world is not my home, this place of suffering, turmoil, strife, and above all SIN. I mean I am the chief of sinners myself. Last night I was watching the news and there was a story about how the Baptist convention disapproves of homosexuality and there was one preacher who couldn't believe this and was ashamed of the other Baptists. Good for the others who are living the word of God. We have become too wrapped up in being "POLITICALLY CORRECT" Jesus was NOT politically correct and He did not call us to be either! Why is that anytime we live out the Bible or state our beliefs we are labeled judgmental or intolerant. I don't know about you, but I want to be a good and faithful servant and if that means I am not "popular" then who gives a rip. Jesus hung out with prostitutes and tax collectors. I want to be like Jesus and to me His opinion of me and what He thinks of me is WAY more important than anyone else's opinion. He is the ultimate judge and we will all have to answer one day for all the decisions we did or did not make on earth. I have been convicted lately of being passive in my witness of not living out loud to those around me.
Well, I am heading to bed Buenos Noches and may the Lord bless you and keep you!
Cheers,
Karoline