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In the world of the show The Walking Dead, an airborne virus has spread throughout the earth and has become part of the surviving humans. The virus becomes fully active once a person dies and they become zombified, a reanimated corpse.  One can imagine a zombified person to itself is the most free. It is free of many of the things that make us human. Free of responsibility, free of emotion, free of law and order, among other things. It can focus solely on its desires. Sin is like that virus, in which once a person dies spiritually it takes hold and transforms that person in similar fashion. Sin, like that zombie virus is relentless, indiscri

So many people blame God for all of their afflictions Even though they know they've never made him part of their decisions Angry and confused, they may say "God, why is it that you hate me!?" But have you even opened the book with all His answers lately? If you think giving God away (removing) so that you can make a bad relationship work is a good idea, then there is no limit to what you'll give away to try and make that person you put above God happy. You'll give away your self-worth, dignity, integrity, and everything else you had of value because you can't allow something to fail that through disobedience you invested so much into it.

You were never called to be just a simple entertainer When you have the fire of God you can be a world changer But if you end up trading God to gain the world's favor The truth is that you've placed your eternal destiny in danger Do not be conformed to the world, tempted by its temporary pleasures It's just a way to hold you back from discovering life's  true treasures You can love the world, but it'll rip you apart, becoming your oppressor But glory to God, the Lord is always willing to put you back together You can choose to entertain the world and be forgotten a few years later Or you can change the lives of total strangers, and always b

Humility for me was never a virtue, nor one of my strengths In vanity I lived, in vanity would have been my end Reprobate is a lifestyle, usurped into the minds of man How could we value others, when selfishness is our best friend The same tired cycle day after day Blinded in ignorance we can't see how we're enslaved We've idolized the creation and the Creator we've put away As if the creation was the source from whence we came But glory to God a plan is always in place That brings us back to the design that He originally made Living to love Him and others is the lifestyle to strive for each day Though impossible on our own to achieve, He m

Imagine it as if it was happening today The hour was dawning in which it would be His last day Jesus, took 3 of His disciples and went out to pray As the death He'd prophesied was but a short time away He began to be filled with sorrow and became deeply distressed "My soul is exceedingly sorrowful even to death.." So strong was his distress that blood expelled as He sweat Three times He asked them to stay awake and pray but three times they slept. "Are you still sleeping and resting? Behold the hour is at hand, And the Son of Man is being betrayed into sinners' hands. Rise, let us be going. See My betrayer is at hand" The betrayer Judas arr

It's obvious being alone is one of your greatest fears It's why you fall for any man who can sweet talk you in your ear You know you've been through all this ordeal before But you ignore the signs and to your heart you always open up the door It's like you don't believe you're really worth it any more Every man you've let in takes all you have  and demands more Stomps over your heart and just lets your tears pour Time for a change, you need your body and soul restored You need to look up and see there's more to your life story You need to accept the need for change and just give Him glory Submit to a greater plan, you're better off in The L

I sit here thinking of time that's past Wondering why love never lasts I could read books and countless sources And all I find is theories & pointless courses On what to expect and how it works How it gets better and how it gets worse Love is a lot of things, except easy to find I was fooled into thinking that you were mine Love is beautiful, but only when it's true But you may think it evil, when you rush into it like fools I thought the world of you But I was truly wrong You had me feeling blue Like a bitter ending in the saddest song How many I love yous were really real? How many times did you say what you really feel? A relationship as

I'm not looking for sobs, I'm not looking for tears I'm praying that you'd want to transform the rest of your years That you'd make that decision that would deliver you from all of your fears And that all the confusion in your mind would be finally cleared It's been so long, but I'm still here Praying and believing that you'll let God near That one day I'd wake up to the sound of music in my ear Hearing your voice worship, singing, how Jesus changed your life after so many years I'd often ask my self Why is this so important? Why not give up the hope and just ignore it? Why feel discouraged when I hear you're still exploring? Frustrated whe