Daddy please can't you do something?
Why do they want to see him die?

The long purple italics words in my previous post is a song about Jesus's crucification and how he just died for us. Just like that little girl in the song. Isn't it amazing? How he could just die like that. He could have refused, he could have said no. But, he didn't. He didn't.

I guess this song was a timely reminder for me. Of how much my God loves me and how much I should love him back. My love for him and sacrifices that I have made, are so insignificant comapred to the works on the cross. Even devoting fifteen minutes of my time everyday seems like such an overwhelming task. And again, I ask myself why. Why?

Shouldn't getting to know him more and more be life's simple joy? Shouldn't it be the focus of everything? Shouldn't it be what I live for? I'm saddened to say that perhaps I haven't been living the life that everyone thinks I am. What am I living for?

Perhaps its time that I get things right with God. I've been saying this over and over again. But nothing seems to be happening. Shouldn't actions speak louder than words? Quite obviously mine is almost like empty talk. I should feel ashamed. I am ashamed.

Maybe its just human reaction to take things forgranted. I'm guilty of that. Maybe you are, or maybe you aren't. But... I guess all of us as sinners do need to be reminded that God sent his son. And we live guilt-free, because of his sacrifice.

(: Whee,

Siran: HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

Samantha