Wow...deception is running wild.

So, just like any day when I got some free time I scurried up to the computer to see what was happening through Facebook. I stay up to date with friends and family this way and use it as an outlet for things on my mind occasionally. Well, today was slightly different. When looking at the home page, I was blown away by a post an old friend of mine had placed on her page.

She had posted an image from a homophobia page. The image on one side had two gay men leading up to a romantic kiss, while on the other side was orphans starving to death. The caption read: If the picture on the left (gay men) shocks you more than the picture on the right (orphans), you need to revise your views on immortality.

There is so much wrong with this logic, I don't even know where to begin. Hence the reason I am typing a blog about it rather than commenting on Facebook, especially since there are so many deceived people ready to argue.

My mind raced with several comments I might have injected. I don't believe either picture is shocking. We have gays living just as orphans are dying. This is a corrupt world after all. However, if both were to reach death the orphans would no longer have to suffer as they are swept away in the arms of Jesus, and the sadness for those deceived living homosexual lifestyles would be not having the same luxury. (Romans 1:25-32)

One group of people doesn't rank higher than the other. Jesus Christ died on a cross to bring salvation to everyone. However, He will let go those who turn to wicked ways of living. And yes, for those God has told to take care of the orphans and are not, they are also in disobedience. (James 1:27)

God is the judge of both, and we have Scripture to lead us in the right direction if we will heed to its instructions.

The other problem I have with posts and comments in regards to homosexuals is the word homophobia. Seriously, people act as if being a Christian automatically makes you scared of a gay or lesbian as if they are the Boogie Man. Just because I don't agree with their lifestyle, the same as a drug addict, does not mean I hate them (as a true Christian, I'm not suppose to let hate overtake my heart anyhow), and it does not mean I am scared because someone is gay. (2 Timothy 1:7)

Yes, arachnophobia, I am scared sometimes of a little spider crawling across the floor because I don't want to be touched or bit by the eight-legged creation. However, I'm not scared a gay or lesbian is going to touch or hurt me in anyway. (Matthew 10:28)

Those who take comments and ideals in regards to homosexuality without running it alongside Scripture(truth) are being deceived and I find that more shocking or sad in the whole scheme of things. Too bad there isn't an image I could post to counteract the fuel to the fire of deception.

What we will endure for a child…

I’ve never been so exhausted. I feel as though my back has broken in half at my rib cage with every muscle requesting a vacation. I am continually told I shouldn’t be tackling certain daily tasks the way I do in my condition. My condition being that I am pregnant.

Aside from the physical strain on my body, the waves of nauseating moments and limitations (mostly bending over) I have faced throughout the last 9 months, I still have to embrace the thrill ride of delivering the child who currently wants to kick her way out my side. Sounds a bit crazy, right?

Well, women volunteer their bodies to the growth of children every day. They endure ridiculous morning sickness, or anytime sickness. Then they move on to never receiving rest from an average of 20 to 40 pounds of extra carriage. Lastly, labor can take hours spent with contractions, possibly pain medicine and pushing like no one has ever seen.

All of this for a little baby who usually cries the first time they see you. Of course, Mommy doesn’t care about all the pain and suffering she may have felt, she is looking at beautiful blue eyes, tiny hands and this small baby bundled ready for her arms.
Many have said this in past; I know I have, that a mother’s love is similar to God’s love for His children. To put a different spin on this love, I believe a mother’s love is similar to Christ’s love for God’s children.

Christ volunteered His body up for the growth of God’s children. He endured ridiculous ridicule and torture. Then he moved on to carrying the weight of our sin on His body. Lastly, hours were spent hanging from a cross.

All of this for a little child who usually runs the first time they are introduced to the love of Christ. Of course, Christ doesn’t mind all the pain and suffering He might have felt, because he is looking at a precious child of God ready to love with open arms.