The day I met Jesus and he robbed me...true story.

The day I met Jesus and he robbed me...
Well, it was a cold, winter's day, obviously not like any other. This day started off pretty normal with the only fact that I was still mad. I'm sure you would have been too. You see that winter at age 8 I had wrote lots of letters to Santa. Mostly begging him to bring me a bike for my very own. Christmas day came and there was a bike under the tree, yes. But it was for my sister and I to share. "How could this be?" I asked. The bike should just have been mine, not to split. This isn't a pitty-party, there is a point...i'm getting to it. Where was I? Okay, A few weeks had passed and I was still mad about the whole sharing the bike thing. Not that I'm one to hold a grudge. I just couldn't understand why Santa did something soooo horrific. Don't judge me, I was only 8. Anyway, my sister and I were out playing with the ("SHARED BIKE") and I see this kid at the end of the block. He was leaning on the building and without speaking it was like he called to me. "Come here." He said. So, I walked down to him, and asked his name. He said in a whisper "Jesus." I love and believe in God soooo much, that, that moment I fell in love with him. His eyes were hazle brown and the snow glistened on them like diamonds. I couldn't help it but I was frozen still with his beauty. Quickly he then asked if he could have a ride on my bike. Just as quick, I said "Sure." My sister said "Hold on!" "What are you doing?" She called me to the sidebar, and proceeded telling me that we weren't giving him a ride. I protested and said "Are you crazy?" "This is Jesus!" My sister then asked if I was sure. I told her I was definitely sure and that I could feel it in my heart. Believing this was the right thing to do. I could see in his eyes such hurt, sadness, pain, suffering and most of all no hope. I was sure that giving him a ride on our bike would maybe brighten his day. Possibly restoring some hope in him again. Well, he got on the bike and kept riding. We never seen him or the bike ever again. Do you know what you'll, do and the length you'll go, when there's no hope? When there is no hope there is no love, no compassion, no understanding, and no humility. I beg you, push forward and never lose hope. Believe that it will get better. I know first hand, it does get better.

Thank you,

By: China Meyers

My take on Gods plan for us...

My take on Gods plan for us... 
My intention isn't to sound like a holliroller...with that said, I believe God brought his only begotten son to us, for a reason. I say wth the hope that we will see how he wants us to live, before we can come to him. And to remind us that sometimes life can be a struggle. But their is nothing we can go through, that would compare to what his son has already endured. Lets face it, nothing is free. That is why our sins have been paid for with the blood of Christ. He knows we are all creatures of habits. So, I'm thinking he believes with practice we will get it right. And maybe just maybe the ones that are taken too early in my humble opinion...sometimes perhaps already have it right. Okay, you ask how did his son live? This is my take from all I've read. I'm guessing he was loving, with hope, turning the other cheek, forgiving, nonjudgmental, nonviolent, understanding, caring, selfless and above all sacrificing. Call me crazy! But I think we all have this in us. We illustrate this as parents. Sometimes we choose not to display it towards each other on a daily basis. Guilty as charged. Why, You might ask? I say because we get cought up in our own lives. This then takes us off the planned road God has for us all. We then end up living a life mimicking one of a robots. And constantly giving into the flesh. This inturn makes us unfeeling, unloving, uncaring, judgmental, unforgiving, nonunderstanding, selfish, violent and willing to sacrifice everyone but ourselves. We could probably agree that our take on what we believe Gods plan for us will defer. But lets agree what the plan is and just get started living it. Doing this will get us as close to the plan as we can.  So, I want you to think about how you can get back on the road we're all suppose to be on...and just get on it:)

By:

China Meyers

Who am I?

Who am I?
  I'll tell you who I am...I'm a girl that sees a good person inside everyone. This girl isn't perfect and is in a word broken! I believe God and being damaged keeps me humble. And as far back as I can remember I realized...that God has been there for me. I also know he has always come through whenever I needed him to. So, I made him a promise one day,"that if he gave me a second chance I would never let him down again! And I would give back or do good every day that I'm on this earth." I like to say "show me a person that pretends to be whole through and through, and I'll show you someone fake with an empty soul." I believe we should make no mistake that we are all kept in the light by the good choices we make in this life. Not by how you look what you have or what you wear. But what's inside, and how you help others. And that is what shines through you... you know, like faith. You can't see it, but it reaches out and touches those who believe and even those who do not. This can be shown gently through our actions towards humanity around us. At the end of the day this can't be bought, worn or shown off like a new pair of shoes. I can't help but feel an unbelievable amount of self worth, when I help someone or do the right thing. Actually, I ask myself all the time why am I here and what is my purpose? You see we all have one. I implore you! Don't ever close your eyes to who you are and why you are here. Waste not your time with things that take up your short life here. Let me evoke you to take every opportunity to make a difference in someone Else's life. Think not of your misfortunes, but of all your blessings. So, I  hope from time to time you ask yourself "who am I?"

Thank you,

By: China Meyers