Saturday, July 14, 2012

Eternity Without Christ

I am currently writing a poem about a fictional guy who has lost a friend who didn't know Christ as Lord and Savior. 

Which makes me wonder...

Have you ever had a friend or family member die that you knew was lost...that you knew never accepted Christ as Lord and Savior?  How did you deal or cope with that???


  1. I was lucky enough to have never lost a personal friend to death. I have lost classmates and acquaintances. But I can relate to this with my mom's situation. I didn't think about that at the time because I, myself, wasn't even saved or even thought about it, but as I got older and learned more about Christ, I admit, I have thought about it. I'm thinking of writing a story about her (my mom) actually. She's been on my mind a lot. Not that I want her to be back in my life, but I've just been thinking her life here on this earth and what she was probably going through and what would've happened if she gave the Lord at least one year of her life.

    It did depress me at times. It's sad knowing that she was so lost and that I'll most likely never see her again. I can't imagine living a life without Christ, now that it has been years since I've accepted Him as my savior. I really did see changes in my life and I would have loved to be a witness and a great example to her and hopefully see changes in her life. Sometimes I wonder why she was the way she was and why I happened to be her son. Losing her was the worst thing that could happen to me and I've never been so broken, but it also opened new doors. I was able to know Christ and I have no idea if it would been that way had my mom's death not happen. I think I might blog about this some time soon lol. But people misunderstand. Every time I mention my mom, they tell me that she was a horrible person and it's good that she's out of my life. She wasn't the best person I know, but she's still my mom. I want to hopefully put something together before her 10 year anniversary of her passing, which is this December. But it is a hard thing to know that you could've possibly made a difference. I can't help but fall apart every time I hear a story about suicide.

    I pray for Adam every single day. He's doing a lot better, but it's a difficult recovery process. I'm so happy that he is interested in the Bible and knowing Christ. I guess meeting Adam was almost like my way of doing the things that I couldn't do for my mom. 2 days ago, he was crying saying that he feels like no one cares and I went all out for him lol. I don't ever want anyone to feel that way. God always cares but it's hard to think that sometimes, especially when you're feeling so down. That's why we (God's children) are here too.

    Can't wait to hear your poem!

  2. I lost a childhood friend. I of course wasn't a Christian yet or even knew what it meant to be one, but he was. He went through this stage where he was really into church. He had Bible verses on his folder, he wore a cross necklace, read his Bible at school and just showed the world that he lived for Christ. I remember him bragging about getting baptized and saved. During high school, he lost his way. He hung out with druggies and even became a dealer himself. He was stabbed while trying to buy weed. As far as I know he stopped going to church years prior to his death and his "life for God" was almost invisible. He began to deny that he ever accepted Christ. People would tease him about the way he used to be and he would say that he was little and didn't know any better. I wonder if he ended up right with God in the end? That's a very interesting concept! I can't wait to see what you come up with! We still read your poems every night :D