When I was raised from among the dead I was reidentified with Life. I no longer live by the standard of the dead that roam this Earth, but of the living who have everlasting life. A new creation means a new identity. I no longer identify with the dead, I identify with Christ. So it’s time for self-evaluation. Do I look, act, talk, live like I’m dead or alive? Who do others identify me with? What can I do to be like that living being? Am I an alien or a native? If I’m a member of Christ’s body I should look like it rite? I should be the part that I am and stop acting like something I’m not. I am not dead and I refuse to waste.

      I wrote this back in december of 2010 and just recently found it in a journal of mine. I spiritually punched myself in the gut. There are major times in my life when i seem to convince myself that now, because I believe, the standard has been lowered and His grace is sufficient and mercy triumps over judgement. When in reality, the bar has been raised and to whom much is given much is required. I need to live like im alive and stop acting like im dead.

      His blood DOES cover all, past, present and future, but naturally when you love someone with all your heart it’s visible. People who really love one another don’t just say they love eachother they display the love in many ways. So why is it any different with JESUS? He displayed His love so greatly. He jumped in front of a bullet that was rightly meant for me. Why? Because He loves me. The least I can do is live like I know someone died for me.