Every time we hear about spiritual warfare, we think about huge, long drawn out battles with the devil. Well, at least I do. But since we've come out from camp, i've started to think about it as the war Christians everywhere are waging on the world today. Not a war of guns and bullets, but one of hearts and souls. One where Christians are tested time and time again in the frontlines, against the enemy of apathy and misguidedness.

The Bible tells us in:
[2 Corinthians 4:8-9], that 'We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.'

The first things(after Jesus) I ever heard about Christianity were the two overarching rules 'Love God, Love People.' We as Christians obey these rules, not because some book tells us to do so, but because they make sense, because if we love God, we very naturally will love who God loves, and that means everyone. Every one of us has personally felt God's touch, and experienced His love, and it is good, amen? So what right do we have to keep others from experiencing it?

You might say, 'No what, I never tell that person about the Gospel doesn't mean i'm keeping him from knowing God'. But on the contrary, I think it means exactly that. God didn't choose, so why should we?

Ok, maybe I'm doing this for selfish reasons, sorta. When I die and go to heaven, I want to have my mum, my dad, my sister, my family, my friends, even my enemies there with me. Imagine how you'd feel if you look down from heaven, and see a loved one looking up at you from hell, in pain, and knowing that YOU are the cause of it? Every single day of your life you could have said 'Hey bro, i want to tell you about my God, the living God, the one that has changed my life.' and now, you cannot do anything about it for the rest of eternity. FYI, eternity's a long long time to be roasting down there.

Or imagine everyone in heaven, i don't know, playing godly frisbee or mmm zizi and you're sitting alone without a loved one by your side, getting ostro-ed. I don't know about you guys, but if till the day I die, I haven't spread a word of the Gospel, and I haven't brought anyone to know Christ, then I'd feel that I deserve to be ostro-ed by God and His frisbee team.

God's spirit is moving within, and around us, people. Can't you feel it? It's speaking to us, telling us that time is running short. Here's a quote from Sandy's blog 'Most of us are talking about the second coming of Jesus, but half the world hasn't even heard about the first ... ' I was praying the other day, that God will sustain this conviction in my heart of hearts, and not let this fire burning in all of us die out, and just telling Him of my fear that i'll end up failing Him, and He dropped these words, now emblazoned in my mind. 'I did not create you to be a loser'. In the same way, this caregroup, this Hwachong caregroup was, as Psalm 139:13-14 states:

'... knit together ... fearfully and wonderfully made.'

We were put together by God's very hand for a reason and we can, no. We WILL be the factor that will make all the difference!

-Shaun

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