ImmanuelWithUs
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Hi there, everyone. I'm Nikki and I'm obviously new here. Good to meet everyone! I can't wait to dig into the boards and read some great threads!
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Hislovendures
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A beautiful Blessing, welcome, in this day.
ImmanuelWithUs
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Thank you both for the precious welcome!
Here's my story, if anyone is interested.
Footsteps of the Messiah
Peace and quiet, that's all she wanted. To be filled. To feel whole, complete. She longed for it, yet could never find it.
Before today.
Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined that something like this would have happened to her. She'd found the love of her life, the reason she was put on earth. She'd found the answer to every question she'd ever asked. She'd found the reason for her life, her very existence.
There had been a hole in her heart throughout her entire life. A hole so deep, black, and endless, that she felt nothing would ever fill it. Nothing was big enough to fix the hole. Oh, she'd tried; she'd searched for a fill, for a cure, but she'd always come up empty handed, not to mention worse off than she was before. Desperately, like a madwoman on a mission, she tried to fill the hole. Beauty. Anorexia. Thinness. Clothing. Fashion. Vogue. That didn't work. Men. Cuteness. Sex. Romance. That caused endless saddness, guilt, and shame. Food. Pizza. Tacos. Pepsi. Chocolate. Beer. These pleasures lasted only for a moment, then the loneliness and longing was back again. Cars. Money. Things. Stuff. Gadgets. Computers. Gossip. Lies. Celebrities. Tv. Internet. Video games. Temporary and meaningless things that filled her time but not her heart.
The more she had, the more she wanted.
The more she had, the more hopeless and alone she felt.
Because if you have everything your heart desires, yet you're still not complete, you're still not happy, and you're still not fulfilled, there's a problem.
And there was a problem.
A huge, life or death, eternal problem.
A problem that no Chanel outfit, Louis Vuitton handbag, IPod, or brand new BMW could fix.
She had a deep, needful, heartfelt, longing for her soul to be healed, to be fixed. But how does a girl heal her soul? How do you go about filling this burning ache in your heart, mind, and body, especially when you don't know what you're aching for? She'd pondered this question for a long time. Hours on end she'd thought and questioned herself and her needs, always coming up empty handed.
Empty soul.
Empty heart.
Empty life.
Then it happened; her life was changed. Her soul cried out for something...for HIM! The girl had heard the footsteps of the Messiah getting closer, and she'd stopped running. And the most amazing, beautiful, and wonderful thing happened: He answered her. He came to Her. Immediately and just as He said He would, just as He had promised. Finally, after years of running from Him, she stopped running, turned towards Him, and opened her arms as wide as she could and she ran to Him. All she could see, all she cared about, was Him.
Had He given her the common sense to stop running from Him? Yes.
Had He put the longing for Him in her heart? Yes.
And, for once in her life, she stopped, she turned towards Him and let Him have her. After all, she was His. She was complete in Him, complete in His love. After years of running from Him, after years of trying to fill this hole inside her heart with things you can buy or eat or wear, she realized she couldn't fix her self. She couldn't fill the hole in her heart with nothing on earth. Only He could fill it. His love, His perfection, His mercy, His grace, His Holiness, and His faithfulness.
The footsteps of the Messiah had saved her life.
Here's my story, if anyone is interested.
Footsteps of the Messiah
Peace and quiet, that's all she wanted. To be filled. To feel whole, complete. She longed for it, yet could never find it.
Before today.
Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined that something like this would have happened to her. She'd found the love of her life, the reason she was put on earth. She'd found the answer to every question she'd ever asked. She'd found the reason for her life, her very existence.
There had been a hole in her heart throughout her entire life. A hole so deep, black, and endless, that she felt nothing would ever fill it. Nothing was big enough to fix the hole. Oh, she'd tried; she'd searched for a fill, for a cure, but she'd always come up empty handed, not to mention worse off than she was before. Desperately, like a madwoman on a mission, she tried to fill the hole. Beauty. Anorexia. Thinness. Clothing. Fashion. Vogue. That didn't work. Men. Cuteness. Sex. Romance. That caused endless saddness, guilt, and shame. Food. Pizza. Tacos. Pepsi. Chocolate. Beer. These pleasures lasted only for a moment, then the loneliness and longing was back again. Cars. Money. Things. Stuff. Gadgets. Computers. Gossip. Lies. Celebrities. Tv. Internet. Video games. Temporary and meaningless things that filled her time but not her heart.
The more she had, the more she wanted.
The more she had, the more hopeless and alone she felt.
Because if you have everything your heart desires, yet you're still not complete, you're still not happy, and you're still not fulfilled, there's a problem.
And there was a problem.
A huge, life or death, eternal problem.
A problem that no Chanel outfit, Louis Vuitton handbag, IPod, or brand new BMW could fix.
She had a deep, needful, heartfelt, longing for her soul to be healed, to be fixed. But how does a girl heal her soul? How do you go about filling this burning ache in your heart, mind, and body, especially when you don't know what you're aching for? She'd pondered this question for a long time. Hours on end she'd thought and questioned herself and her needs, always coming up empty handed.
Empty soul.
Empty heart.
Empty life.
Then it happened; her life was changed. Her soul cried out for something...for HIM! The girl had heard the footsteps of the Messiah getting closer, and she'd stopped running. And the most amazing, beautiful, and wonderful thing happened: He answered her. He came to Her. Immediately and just as He said He would, just as He had promised. Finally, after years of running from Him, she stopped running, turned towards Him, and opened her arms as wide as she could and she ran to Him. All she could see, all she cared about, was Him.
Had He given her the common sense to stop running from Him? Yes.
Had He put the longing for Him in her heart? Yes.
And, for once in her life, she stopped, she turned towards Him and let Him have her. After all, she was His. She was complete in Him, complete in His love. After years of running from Him, after years of trying to fill this hole inside her heart with things you can buy or eat or wear, she realized she couldn't fix her self. She couldn't fill the hole in her heart with nothing on earth. Only He could fill it. His love, His perfection, His mercy, His grace, His Holiness, and His faithfulness.
The footsteps of the Messiah had saved her life.
