The Power of The Soul
My heart yearns for God. It seeks something that I do not see and something I at many times do not feel. Nonetheless the urge, the inclination to seek my creator is there. What is that instinct? And where does it come from?
It comes from deep down in my soul. The creator put that desire in my DNA when he infused me with a soul. A soul that is meant to last for an eternity. The soul marks me with a true identity. The identity that I am a child of God. Just my body alone truly does not define who I am. The reason being is that when I let my race or family heritage define me I separate myself from the children of God around me. I declare those traits superior to being made in the imagine and likeness of God.
The fact of the matter is the more I reject God and run from His Grace the more of an animal I become. I lose sense of my soul and it is numb to me. My passions and weaknesses over power me and I give into every urge and temptation. Without God I am powerless. That is exactly what I see around me. A world filled with powerless humans. Humans that are no better than the beasts that surround them. I cry out to God, "Lord please help me, Let my heart and your heart be one!" But I distract myself from Him in the very next moment.
You and I dear reader must remember our soul and the power it grants us. We humans are not animals. We can laugh. Animals can not. Like our Creator we can produce art. Animals can not. Most of all the counterpart of the male human, the female human, can grow and nurture a soul in side them. The utmost respect and appreciation should therefore be shown to the female human. I am heartily sorry for the disrespect, hurtful words and actions I have shown female human beings at certain times in my life. I vow to do better and give a better example to our culture that so often undermines a woman's body.
Thank you God for marking my soul with your imprint. Because of that I am always in search of You and what You have in store for my life.
It comes from deep down in my soul. The creator put that desire in my DNA when he infused me with a soul. A soul that is meant to last for an eternity. The soul marks me with a true identity. The identity that I am a child of God. Just my body alone truly does not define who I am. The reason being is that when I let my race or family heritage define me I separate myself from the children of God around me. I declare those traits superior to being made in the imagine and likeness of God.
The fact of the matter is the more I reject God and run from His Grace the more of an animal I become. I lose sense of my soul and it is numb to me. My passions and weaknesses over power me and I give into every urge and temptation. Without God I am powerless. That is exactly what I see around me. A world filled with powerless humans. Humans that are no better than the beasts that surround them. I cry out to God, "Lord please help me, Let my heart and your heart be one!" But I distract myself from Him in the very next moment.
You and I dear reader must remember our soul and the power it grants us. We humans are not animals. We can laugh. Animals can not. Like our Creator we can produce art. Animals can not. Most of all the counterpart of the male human, the female human, can grow and nurture a soul in side them. The utmost respect and appreciation should therefore be shown to the female human. I am heartily sorry for the disrespect, hurtful words and actions I have shown female human beings at certain times in my life. I vow to do better and give a better example to our culture that so often undermines a woman's body.
Thank you God for marking my soul with your imprint. Because of that I am always in search of You and what You have in store for my life.
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