First of all, why the heck can't I find a good red lipstick. I had a favorite... and you know what happened??? they discontinued it. why do they do that? Can't seem to find one that isn't "here comes Margie's lips, oh, there's Margie" Drives me crazy...
John 10:10The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.
Ok, now onto something much more important. This morning I learned that someone I knew killed themself. I knew "of" this person but didn't really "know" them. He was a frequenter of the local coney island, and years ago, hit on me on a VERY regular basis. One word, Creeper. This guy gave me the creeps, but I feel terrible that he killed himself, because there's not too much doubt in my mind where he is, and let's just say that I don't think we will be seeing him in Heaven. Not because he killed himself but because I don't think he was into the whole "Jesus thing".
I wonder... could I have done something to change his fate? The days of him talking to me where well before accepting Christ, but what if I would have tried to reach all those who needed reaching? What if... I tend not to live my life on "what if's" just like I don't like my life on "woulda, coulda, shoulda's". But really, what if...
I think about how no matter what he has done, Christ would have accepted him with open arms, forgiven him for his mistakes, his transgressions, all of the stupid things he did. Christ loves us for all that we are, though I am sure sometimes he doesn't always like our choices very much.
It makes me sad. I hope I'm wrong about where "bulldog" ended up. I hope "the thief" didn't get him, I hope he was healed. I hope he lived within "the stripes".
Isaiah 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.