Jasmine

Phishers? What are those?

Hey guys can you show this to other young girls they might need to hear something like that.

no youth pastor, busy mom who might not know what to do

I need serious help. I'm torn. My heart wants Jesus, but my flesh wants some kind of "good" sexual feeling. I now the answer to my questions is Jesus but it's not that easy. I love Jesus, but I can't feel him near me too much anymore. I miss his love. I've tried searching for him but its SO HARD to ignore the temptation of lust (not to mention its hard to find God with lust in your heart and the only way of getting rid of your lust is thru God who is so far). When I think of Jesus, my heart sings. But when I think of sex, I still enjoy it. And this is not some ennie-meenie-minne-moe descision. I could safe my life on earth or totaly destroy it. HELP ME!!!!!!!!!! BTW: I know its normal at my age to be curious about sex, but I'm past curiousity. It crosses my mind every single day (I'm not joking).

Okay, one night I was watching shows on TBN and the Easter Experience comes on. It talked about how Jesus understood my pain during the last hours of his life. Then I broke into tears. He understood my depression (sadness etc), "He was looked down on and passed over, a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand." Isaiah 53:3 The Message, he know what it feels like for people to say he's ugly (which he is not), "There was nothing attractive about him, nothing to cause us to take a second look." Isaiah 53:2, to be rejected, every single day people reject him as their savior, to be taugnted(sp?) and teased, "One look at him and people turned away. We looked down on him, thought he was scum." Isaiah 53:4. Divorce= apostasy, cheating=sinning, physical pain= the cross, disease= he bore our diseases, curses= he bore our curses, lonliness= he was alone on the last hours of his life, and the list goes on. You don't believe me? Then, ask God! Jesus could've came to earth and live like a king. He could've had an easy life. BUT, he wanted to help us in every way possible. He, the Creater, wanted to know what it feels like to be a human! Jesus gave up his God form for a human form. For eternity he's a human. For eternity, he is scarred on his body for me and for YOU. He wanted to be the shoulder we cry on, the chest on which we lay our heads upon. Just makes you want to cry, right? LOL! This is the intense love he has for us. He loves you so much that he's in love with you. He can't stop loving you. He can't stop thinking of you. To think that you've got God's attention ALL the time. You are never alone. Jesus is always with you...even to the end of the age... 1 Who believes what we've heard and seen? Who would have thought God's saving power would look like this? 2-6The servant grew up before God—a scrawny seedling, a scrubby plant in a parched field. There was nothing attractive about him, nothing to cause us to take a second look. He was looked down on and passed over, a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand. One look at him and people turned away. We looked down on him, thought he was scum. But the fact is, it was our pains he carried— our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us. We thought he brought it on himself, that God was punishing him for his own failures. But it was our sins that did that to him, that ripped and tore and crushed him—our sins! He took the punishment, and that made us whole. Through his bruises we get healed. We're all like sheep who've wandered off and gotten lost. We've all done our own thing, gone our own way. And God has piled all our sins, everything we've done wrong, on him, on him. 7-9He was beaten, he was tortured, but he didn't say a word. Like a lamb taken to be slaughtered and like a sheep being sheared, he took it all in silence. Justice miscarried, and he was led off— and did anyone really know what was happening? He died without a thought for his own welfare, beaten bloody for the sins of my people. They buried him with the wicked, threw him in a grave with a rich man, Even though he'd never hurt a soul or said one word that wasn't true. 10Still, it's what God had in mind all along, to crush him with pain. The plan was that he give himself as an offering for sin so that he'd see life come from it—life, life, and more life. And God's plan will deeply prosper through him. 11-12Out of that terrible travail of soul, he'll see that it's worth it and be glad he did it. Through what he experienced, my righteous one, my servant, will make many "righteous ones," as he himself carries the burden of their sins. Therefore I'll reward him extravagantly— the best of everything, the highest honors— Because he looked death in the face and didn't flinch, because he embraced the company of the lowest. He took on his own shoulders the sin of the many, he took up the cause of all the black sheep.

he's so good

So here's the story: All through my childhood, I was tormented by my classmates. Parents, you always tell your kids to go to school, but the very place that gives them an education could also give them terrible grief. Children are good examples of silent sufferers. Anyways, for three years straight almost everyone in my class was against me, even in the littlest ways. They all called me names and made me feel terrible. I never knew exactly why they picked on me. Other kids were unlikeable. Why me? After a while, It stopped but things still happened behind my back. On the minus side I sat next to a very rude girl Then, I finally cracked. In the fifth or sixth grade, I got depression and I had a total of 12 symptoms; here are a few: sadness, crying, headaches, weakness, worthlessness, extreme sensitivity to regection and failure, and loss of interest in things enjoyed in the past. It was because I was obsessed with a celebrity and becoming famous and I befriended a rude girl. I should also add that I befriended a popular girl and her friends were trying to break us up and there was some drama with her but she wasn't the cause of it. There was also a girl who thought of me like I wasn't even human. Even when I was right there, she insulted me to someone else. I'm not exaggerating, not one bit. Mom says to ignore them but it never works. You know why? It's everywhere! You can't escape it. Your in school until the end of college (or high school). Your with people until you die (blessed is the I enter heaven where no one rejects me! lol). You can't ignore it unless you enter some other world (why can't you parents see that!!!)! We'll here's how Jesus fixed my mammoth-sized booboo: It was around July 26th 2009, I was on the internet and I found myself on tangle.com. There were these three special videos I saw that totally changed me. It talked about how valuble I am and what Jesus paid to be with me. It finally caught on, and I began to weep uncontrolably. It's like Jesus came down and and said, "They thought you weren't good enough, but you're good enough for me." I was healed of my depression. I'm free! He made me feel valuble, far more than anyone else believed me to be. He wrapped his arms around me and welcomed me to his own family. If you're going through hell and you're crying, guess what?! God collects tears, and he counts every single one of them. Run to him and let him wrap his arms around you. Listen! Hey calls for you! And if you can't find your way to him, he'll come find you. Just trust him and pray and have faith! Search "everything falls" by fee. You know, people didn't like me around too much. Even, my family got annoyed, but not Jesus. He's the only person ever that wanted to carry my full burden, and if that's true, then we do we have such a disdain for what we see when we look into the mirrior when he is in love with it? Why are we so darn insecure? Why do we sin? Why aren't we submitting our lives to him? Why are we so apathetic toward the One who burns with a passion for us and has given up everything he had so he could have us? Why are we not dedicating ourselves to the One who has dedicated his life to saving us? It's to good to be true but it's not that hard to engrave into our heart. Show this to people! Please! For Jesus's sake, don't be a chicken!

We'll take a pic of the ring and post it on the internet and show it of. What is jewlery with out showing it off?