As a writer… I have always found it easier to express myself through written-word rather than verbal. So, whenever I have time, I write down my prayers as if writing a letter to God, instead of speaking them. I feel I can say what’s truly on my heart when I write my prayers. Even when there are tears falling onto my keyboard, I can keep writing because I know the Lord hears my prayers just as if I have spoken them aloud.

This is the prayer I wrote tonight. Honest and raw—as is. I don’t know why the Lord inspired me to post it, but I knew I was going to publish this prayer as soon as I began writing. These are the very real and very personal words I whispered to God in my heart as I typed—teary eyed and overwhelmed. Please pardon any errors. I really wanted to leave this just as it was.

I am trying to be strong Father. I just don’t know why everything is happening like this. I loved someone so dearly Lord, I had nothing but love and affection even after they began mistreating me. Whyyyyyyyyyyy

That’s the question that I can’t answer. That’s the question that will never be answered. And its eating me up Lord. Its tearing me apart. But I will come forth as pure gold.

In the end… I was left in the dark. I was tossed aside. I was treated like I am nothing.

But you see me. You know that I am somebody. And I’m trying so hard to keep going. It just hurts so much, Jesus.

We are pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.” II Corinthians 4:8-9 NIV

I am a child of the Most High God… my Father created the heavens and the earth and He is on my side. I will not lose this battle. I cannot lose to the devil because he has already been defeated. I am honored in heaven and the angels are cheering for me alongside every host above. I have won. I have surpassed. I had been redeemed. No matter what is thrown at me, I will come forth as pure gold. This has shaken me, but it will not break me. I am a conqueror and the only one who has lost in this scenario is Satan.

You can harm my body, you can hurt my feelings, but you cannot touch my faith. Faith that saves me. Faith that heals me. Faith that has put me back together though I’d shattered into a million pieces.

It is your sweet love, Jesus, that keeps me going.

I can admit, Father, that I am broken. I am done, I give up! I give this all to you, Lord, because you care. I know that you do. I know that you see me and that you feel the pain I am feeling. And because you are God—because you honor your Word: that you will never leave me, that you will protect me, that you will rise from your throne in heaven when I cry out your name—I know that everything is going to be ok. It was you who promised me that, so long ago… that everything would be ok. And at that time, I thought for sure that this message meant that you would fix everything, and I would live happily ever after. But the exact opposite has happened. I have been ridiculed, betrayed, lied on, and cut off. Nothing could possibly get worse, Lord.

But you are God.

And you see me. And you’ve got me right where you want me. Because it is in the midst of these dark troubles that your glory shines brightest.

I do believe in the King of all Kings. I do believe in a Father who loves his dear children. I do believe that I am in your presence and I will be lifted high. You will set a table before me, in the presence of my enemies. You will glorify me. You will redeem me. You will bless me beyond anything that I could ever ask or imagine. I am here Christ. I am here and in my pain, I have realized:

The battle never stops… You just learn how to fight.

So, I am picking up my weapon and I am saying no more. No longer does Satan get to influence my mind—my heart—my emotions. You said to think on things that are good. You said to press toward the mark. Though I don’t know where I am going, I am pushing forward in this wilderness. Give me the strength to walk through this valley. Give me the boldness to feel no fear.

Lord, today … on this day … I repent of every wrongdoing. I turn away from the pride in thinking I could do things on my own. I turn away from the self-pity in lingering and wallowing in my own sorrows. I turn away from the anger towards those who have hurt me. I release the pain and longing for a life and future that was not given by you, oh Lord. And I ask for your forgiveness, Jesus. I surrender all unto you. I am not in charge, Jesus. My life is not my own—it never was—and I no longer want it to be. You are in charge, Lord. You are the head of my life. And I never want to feel that dark distance from you again. Comfort me Jesus. Love me Jesus. I want you Jesus… the anxious, choking, heart-pounding love I had been searching for so furiously, so desperately, was actually a love for you Father.

I wanted a love that no one could take away. I wanted a love that would never be replaced. I wanted someone to love me for who I am—with all of my problems—with all of my needs—with all of my imperfections. I wanted someone to have my back. I wanted someone to tell me that I was beautiful even when I looked my worse. I wanted someone to encourage me. To always be my friend. To cheer me up when I was sad. To make me laugh even when I felt like crying. To hold my hand when it was cold out. And to share their ice-cream with me in the summer. I was so unhappy, thinking that I could only find joy when I was finally united with this mystery man who would kickstart my life. In reality… that man has always been right here in front of me.

I pushed him away.

You have loved me from the moment you created me. You have never given up on me. You have never put me down. You have always wanted my attention. You have always wanted to be with me. To hear my thoughts, to hear about my day, to know what made me happy—and even what made me sad. You wanted to protect me. You wanted to stand by my side—and I fought you at every turn.

I feel ashamed. Now that I am broken, I recognize the presence of such a sweet love. But it was not until I had been torn apart that I could see clearly.

Lord, you know that I have been hurt so deeply I cannot even begin to put it into words. But I ask you for peace. Peace with myself and peace with the people who have hurt me. I ask you to forgive them for their sins and I ask that you bless them to find salvation in your name, Jesus Christ. No matter how I was treated, you still love them. And I believe they deserve the wonderful love that you have given me.

Lord, I do still want to be married someday. Hopefully someday soon. But, Father, more than anything. I want to be with you. Its me and you, Jesus. Even if its us alone forever and ever, I will enjoy peace and grace and mercy as long as I live.

So, I declare today … what was meant to destroy me has built me up in Jesus’ name. I am no longer sad. I am no longer full of sorrow. I will hold my head up high because the God of all nations has seen me. He has heard my prayers, and He is coming to deliver me Himself.

Nice try Satan.  



Today I wanted to talk to readers about something that many Christians struggle with. I didn’t realize this was a trending topic in Christian communities until I started doing research on it and the material I studied opened my eyes and inspired me to approach this article from a completely different perspective.

What I want to talk to you all about today is Joy.

What is joy?

Do you have it?

If not, how can you obtain it? And if so, how do you maintain it?

If you don’t have joy, why not? If you do, what makes you joyous?

And, most interesting, is it sinful for Christians not to have joy?

These are the questions I asked myself and saw being asked by others as I dived into my study. Can you believe that only 31% of Americans say they are happy with their life and health as of 2016? That means 3 out of 10 people you see every day are wearing a genuine smile. As gloomy as that sounds, the number of sincerely happy Christians is only slightly higher at 40% in the US. That means, 4 out of every 10 Christians you meet are happy with their lives and their health.

While, Christians in American might be happier than non-Christians, still you cannot ignore the critically low number of reported happy Believers. Why is the number of satisfied Children of God so low?

Is it because religion is a farce? A go-to feel-good mantra that we chant once a week when things get tough but once church is over and we’re back to the “real world” we’re just the same as everyone else?

No. Not at all.

Let me first say that Christianity is not a religion, no matter what the politically correct schmucks on the television tell you, Christianity is not a religion, a practice, a system, or a business. It is an honest and precious marriage to Christ Jesus our Creator and Lord and Savior. And the reason why only 40% of Christians are happy in this marriage is because only 40% have come to understand what it truly means to be a bride of Christ.

There is a worship song that I love dearly because of its painfully true lyrics: “It’s easy to sing when there’s nothing to bring me down. But give me the strength to be able to say, ‘it is well with my soul’.”

How many of us can relate to these lyrics?

As a Christian it is incredibly easy to stand and raise my hands in praise on Sunday when everything is good and well: the sun is shining, I got a great parking space right in front of the church doors, bills are paid, grass is green, and my love life is on fire. Who wouldn’t praise God when your life is good and your health is even better? But what about the bad times? How can we sing ‘joyful joyful, we adore thee’ when we are not joyful? How can we sing ‘Amazing grace’ when we have no grace?

When you take a look at the Word of God, its very simple. Take this scripture for example: “This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24 KJV

The Bible didn’t ask us how our day was, it simply said the day was the Lord’s and because of that—we should rejoice. No matter what happens to us from the moment we wake up until the second we fall asleep, we should rejoice because—despite our circumstances—God is still in charge and that is reason enough to fill you with joy. Why? Because when you understand that God is in charge, then you know that He sees you in your situation and He hears your prayers. In time, your troubles will pass as long as you keep your eyes forward.

Another one of my favorite scriptures on joy is this one: “And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience…” Romans 5:3 KJV

While the mention of joy may not be in this particular scripture, the reference is definitely clear. Glory in tribulations, doesn’t mean to wallow in your sorrows, it means to be lifted up. Hold your head up when you face hard times; that is your learning period—not your time of complaining and crying and grumbling.

The reason that only 40% of Believers are truly happy is because they have learned how to rejoice even when its hard. They have learned to find the good in their situation and recognize that Christ is still in charge. It’s a shame that 60% of Christians have not matured enough to learn this concept, but now that you read this article and have been presented with scriptural guidance on joy—how will you live out the rest of your spiritual life? What kind of Child of God will you be? The 40% or the 60%?   

*Song reference: Even If by MercyMe*     

Managing Your Blessings

I have been very busy lately. Incredibly busy, actually. The last time I updated the website, I talked about a new venture and a new job I had gotten that was being blessed tremendously by the Lord. Months later, I know that I’ve made the right choice in continuing my career path in this direction. Still, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about this website and other hobbies I’ve been slacking on since starting my new job, which brings me to the topic of this article.

When your blessings begin to overflow, how do you manage them all?

When I first started my new job, I was very nervous and I had a lot of worries over how I would perform. But then it became very clear that Christ was ordering my steps and I felt calm about the situation. Slowly, I saw the manifestation of my prayers. I was being elevated in my job in such a way that I knew it was Jesus Christ’s blessing. For a long time, everything was perfect. I had everything I could ever ask for but I couldn’t ignore the nagging in the back of my head.

Even in all of my blessings, I felt empty somehow. I realized that was because I had neglected my other duties. I was so overwhelmed by the sudden success I’d been granted by the Lord that I didn’t take the time to cultivate the blessings he had already given me—one of which being The Rebel Christian.

So… going back to my question… when your blessings begin to overflow, how do you manage them all?

The only advice I can give you comes from the Word of God: “Commit thy works unto the Lord, and thy thoughts shall be established.” Proverbs 16:3 KJV

First of all; make sure your blessing is a BLESSING and not a distraction.

Second; once you know it’s a blessing, give it over to God.

Just like the Word says, once you commit your work to the Lord, your thoughts will be established. Some versions of the Bible say your plans will be established. That means, when God is in control, it will be organized—no matter what.

Does that mean the blessings I received in my new job weren’t blessings?

No! Not at all… It means that I lost sight of the goal God had set before me. Being blessed in one area doesn’t give you permission to abandon another area just because—in your eyes—it isn’t as blessed. I will be the first to admit that I messed up and I shouldn’t have abandoned my duties for the excitement of fresh success. I wish I would have known then what I know now, but then… I wouldn’t be able to shine some light for you all. So even in my regret, I can share a testimony with you.

This is the scripture I should have prayed a long time ago…

Order my steps in thy word: and let not any iniquity have dominion over me.” Psalm 119:133 KJV

Do not let yourself slip away from the Will of God. Being blessed is a wonderful thing, don’t let the excitement of an answered prayer shift your goals.

Stand Alone

It’s been quite a while since I updated the website but that means I have plenty to write about.

The biggest thing that has happened to me since the last update was a new venture I found myself diving into … one I never imagined I would do. I was so unbelievably afraid when I did it but I was comforted by the thought of having supportive friends by my side.

I can proudly say I have been blessed in this venture. There is no doubt in my mind that Christ has favored me. His glory goes before me and it shines in everything I do. But part of me still feels devastatingly sad; while I started my new job with close friends, it has become more and more obvious that these friends are not who I believed them to be.

I used to wonder how on earth someone who is constantly surrounded by people and loved and cherished and appreciated by everyone, could ever feel lonely. I have learned now that it’s very easy to feel that way.

But in my loneliness, I feel a warmth I cannot explain.

I have spent a lot of time wondering why, what if, and how …. to no avail. For what seemed like a long time, I felt a crushing pain in my heart. I watched as I drifted away from the people I’d depended on so much and it hurt more than I could bear because I realized that Christ was the only one I had. It wasn’t until I learned that Christ was all I needed that this sadness began to lift.

There were so many nights where Jesus was the only one who kept me. So many days where Christ’s love got me out of bed. I felt torn that the people I had loved and trusted and depended on were no longer there for me. But I felt even worse because I was still successful without them. I didn’t need those people, I never did, but I wanted them in my life and I wanted them to be part of my success. I wanted everyone to be successful together but it didn’t happen that way. While I’m eternally grateful for the hand of God moving in my life, I couldn’t ignore the aching in my spirit.

Beyond that … I felt betrayed. By my friends and by God. Wondering, why would they leave me? Why would they exclude me? Why would God let this happen?

When I needed help, no one was there. When I was afraid, no one was there. When I was defeated, no one was there.

In confusion, I searched desperately for comfort and support from everyone—from anyone. And I did find it in some people but it was never enough until I realized I was really searching for Jesus. Once I truly gripped the understanding that Christ alone was all I had and all I needed, I began to feel better.

My thought that no one was there for me became the thought that Jesus is right beside me. The thought of being so lonely became a thought that my comfort was in Christ. The fear of failing became success in the Lord. And the sadness of missing my friends became a joy that I could call Christ above my one and only.

This scripture helped me get through many dark days:

“My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him. He only is my rock and my salvation: he is my defense; I shall not be moved.” Psalm 62:5-6 KJV

There were many times I felt hurt that no one was there for me but then I look back and wonder who would have gotten the glory if someone had been there? Would I be this close to my Savior if I’d had a friend back then? No, I don’t think I would be. But now that I am wholly and completely dependent on Christ, I am full and I will never hunger for the comfort, support, acquaintance, or approval of others.

Never be afraid to stand alone because when no one else is there, Christ shows up. Please don’t learn this the hard way.  



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There is a man who holds the universe in the palm of His hand. I imagine chaos and destruction should he ever close it—fingers folded over, planets colliding.

When the wind blows, the earth searches for its Master, reaching out, swaying in awe of His presence. When the clouds burst with rain, the skies cry glory. The water offers life to the tiny seeds below; slowly they grow—breaking their shells, forcing their way through the soil, reaching up to their Creator. They are greeted by the sun which rises in the morning, quietly asking permission to reveal the beauty of His splendor below. When the moon makes its debut, the earth settles, content in the dim hue of what we call night—a curtain playing shy behind the bright stars.

When He speaks the Word, the world resets: the sun rises, the wind blows, the plants grow, the moon comes out, the stars dance. Repeat.

Who is this man with all power?

Who is this unstoppable being?

Who makes the wind blow to cool the angry sun? Who tossed rocks to the sky and made them glow? Who told the moon where to hide and the sun where to stand? Who commands the seas and calms the wicked storms?

His name is whispered on the back of the wind—carried to all the nations. It is unmistakable, recognized in every language—feared by the darkness, praised by the light. He is my Father, my Savior, my God and King whose glory and righteousness will not go unnoticed. Praise be to His name—a name which cures disease, scatters evil, and brings shame to the doubtful. A name that changes your situation, a name that strikes fear into the hearts of the evil ones, a name that defeats all who stands against you and that at this name, every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess that JESUS CHRIST is King.

This is my manifesto.

I believe in the One True God—that is; Father, Spirit, and Son. I believe that Good has won. I believe in the Word of God. I believe I am what it says I am and I can do what it says I can do. I can conquer, I can stand firm, I can love, I can fall—and I can get back up again. I can find comfort in His great love. I can find peace in the midnight hour. I can sleep when I lay down. I can live a life without sickness or disease. I can be successful in everything that I do. I can love—I can love—I can LOVE. The light of Christ shines in me and it is LOVE that people see.   

And all of God's people said....


The Battle Cry

There is a darkness in this world that we will never fully explore. A black void where only the purest of light can venture unharmed. Late at night, a young girl prepares to go into this pit. She is a warrior on the battlefield, a vicious soldier covered in the blood of her slain enemies. She has no fear, she knows no bounds, her spirit does not waver. As she takes up arm and shield and marches into battle, a faint cry is heard in the distance. It is not a cry of pain or fear. It is not an alarm or a warning. It is the Word of God whispered one thousand times on her lips. She repeats her words, unceasing, unafraid of what may come. And as she speaks, the darkness lifts, the fog recedes, and the light bursts through.

With just a few words, the soldier has ended the battle before it could even begin. And at the break of dawn, she stands from her position—resting on her knees at the foot of her bed. She is not on a battlefield, she is not armed as a soldier. She is simply a girl who took the time to kneel in prayer and have a word with the Almighty.

For those of you who do not have an imagination, that is how it looks when you pray. An ordinary human being is suddenly transformed into a fighting machine. And with all those weapons and armor, all you have to do is speak and the battle is won. This is what happens when you give Christ a moment of your precious time. But there are 24 hours in a day—that’s plenty of time for work, rest, and play—so where does Christ come in?

As someone who works from home, many people think I have all the time in the world. Of course, I do have the luxury of working when I want for however long I want, but that doesn’t mean I never find myself getting overwhelmed. Multiple times a day, I take a step back and wonder if I’ve given enough time to Christ, if I’ve dedicated enough of myself to the Lord. The answer is always going to be no.

No matter how many times a week I go to church, or how much Christian music I listen to, there will never be enough praise to offer the Lord. But that doesn’t mean you can’t set goals for yourself. Sunday shouldn’t be the only day you’re in church. The mornings shouldn’t be the only time you pray.

Don’t be afraid to take a moment and re-dedicate yourself to Christ. Prayer is the most important part of our faith as Christians because it is direct communication with the Creator of the universe. Surprisingly, something so serious also happens to be very simple.

You don’t have to close yourself off in a soundproof, candlelit room to talk to Jesus. Prayer can happen anywhere at any time. As long as your mind is focused on Christ, you will be able to speak to Him whenever you’d like. The beauty in this is that God wants to talk to you. How can you get to know Him if you never spend time with Him?

In this busy, distracting life, how do you make time for the most significant relationship you could ever have? When I first realized the importance of prayer, I would set a specific time to stop everything and spend an hour with my Father. There were times I didn’t feel like doing it. Times I didn’t want to stop what I was doing. And even times where I fell asleep instead of prayer—it happens to the best of us. But the point I want to make is that I kept doing it. I reached a level in my faith and my relationship with Christ as my Father where I look forward to alone-time with Him.

Now, I’ve learned that I don’t need to wait until a specific time. I can pray all day, every day, no matter where I’m at. I can have a moment with the Lord on my lunch break, when I step into the bathroom, during commercial breaks on television, while driving in my truck, waiting in line at the grocery store. Anywhere at any time.

Even though I get to spend more time with Christ when I drop everything and pray, I personally believe I have the most intimate discussions with the Lord when I’m out or while I’m multitasking. Those are the in-the-moment prayers, where everything is happening right then and there but, somehow, I still have the frame of mind to put it all in God’s hands. That’s because I’ve gotten close enough to Christ to know that I don’t have to get away to call on Him. God can hear me no matter where I’m at and He has the power to answer in exactly that moment.

Whether you decide to take a break or to pray where you are, always remember this scripture:

Pray without ceasing.” I Thessalonians 5:17 KJV

There is so much meaning in this single verse: a commandment to pray always, encouragement to never give up, instruction on how to pray, and acknowledgement that there is a God who will answer those prayers.

When you’ve made up your mind to serve Christ fully, that scripture will become your manifesto. Don’t just think about your prayer, think about who you are praying to. This verse is a battle cry; the enemy may be pushing you, you might be cornered, but Christ is standing behind you and He will not let you slip and fall. Don’t you ever give up.  

God bless.


The Happy Christian

A few days ago, I joined a small Christian group with the hopes of having good companionship with a few fellow Believers. I have to be honest—it was one of the worst experiences I’ve ever had.

While I was not mistreated by the community, I was definitely discouraged by them. Have you ever walked out of church and felt worse than when you walked in? That’s kind of how I felt when I was with these people. We are children of God, reflecting the light of Christ. Joy should follow us everywhere we go, even when we are faced with hard times. That’s what I expected when I was with these Believers but it most certainly did not happen. I felt sad, depressed, and annoyed.

During my time with these people, there was one individual who complained endlessly about every problem in his life. I could tell he was going through a period of trials but I could also tell he wasn’t very well prepared with the Word to handle these trials. The entire time, he complained, whined, and moaned about his job, his fiancée, his new home, his income, his boss, his coworkers, the new job he wanted to get, old friends he used to hang out with—anything you mentioned, he had a complaint about it! Knowing he was in a rough place in his life, I tried to shift the conversation with some inspirational words but he found yet another way to turn it into negativity. He complained about the pastor whose words I quoted to him which turned into complaints about mega churches which became complaints about separation of church and state.  

You couldn’t speak without him being negative but even worse, the other Believers there began to join in—telling him their problems like sharing something worse would make everything better. At one point, I wondered if I was in the right group. We were supposed to be Christians, we were supposed to bring peace, happiness, and confidence from Christ to every situation and to every person we meet. So, when a group of Believers gets together, no matter what they’re facing in life, it should be a joyous atmosphere … right?

Don’t get me wrong, we all face trials and tribulations and sometimes we can’t be as strong as we should be. Sometimes we just need a heart-to-heart. Sometimes we just need to vent. But you know who you’re supposed to vent to, have a heart-to-heart with, and complain to when you’re struggling?

JESUS. And ONLY Jesus.

You know why? Because when you whine and moan, you display a sense of a lack of faith. I’m not saying you shouldn’t discuss your issues with your pastor or prayer partners. I’m saying if you’re talking about your problems, you should be talking about them in a positive way. And you might wonder, I just lost my job, how am I supposed to speak positively about that?

Instead of whining about losing your job, how about you speak your faith over the situation and say you can’t wait to see God as your provider now.

Instead of moaning about breaking up with your significant other, how about you thank God for bringing you someone better in the future.

Instead of crying about your doctor’s report, praise God for the opportunity to know Him as your healer.

No matter what happens, it is your duty to believe God will make a way for you. The Bible doesn’t tell us to figure out why our problems happen to us, or wonder where was God in a situation. It tells us to trust in the Lord.

“Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.” Proverbs 3:5 KJV

The key phrase in this scripture is all thine heart. When you give all of your heart to God, that includes all of your worries. And again, I get it, sometimes the trials we face feel like they are going to break us. Sometimes we feel like we are losing our minds. And we might think, God understands my anger. God understands why I’m complaining. God understands why I need a drink tonight.

My response to that is: show me. Show me in the Bible where it says God understands why you think it’s ok to grab a glass wine because you’re “stressed”. Show me a scripture that says God understands why you cursed someone out because you were mad, or that He understands why you “lost your faith”.

You need to learn to recognize your trials as blessings; the Bible says rejoice during persecution! As odd as that sounds, you’re supposed to be happy when you’re in trouble because that’s an opportunity for God to show up in your life. Who wouldn’t want that? I’m not saying you should wish for hard times, I’m saying you shouldn’t cry and sulk when you are faced with them.

Matthew 5:11-12 KJV “Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake. Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you.”

When you rejoice in your trials, you might not feel better right away but fake it til’ you make it! Sometimes your trials aren’t about you; sometimes God needs you to be pressed so that you can be an example of how to behave when you’re in trouble. Sometimes someone else learns how to be strong just from watching you.

When you learn to see the light of Christ in every part of your life, you learn to be a happy Christian no matter what. When you learn to be a happy Christian, you become a tool for God to use so that others can learn from you.  


Spending time with some of my friends online—a few folks in a gaming community I play Xbox with—I have occasionally been questioned about my faith. I would get typical questions from ‘How often do you go to church?” to controversial ones like, ‘How do you feel about abortion?’. I’m not one who enjoys being ‘put on the spot’ so I had begun to shrink away. Even in person, I tended to be quiet about my faith but not because I was ashamed, it was because I was afraid.

For some reason, bringing up religion always rubbed someone the wrong way. I’ve been teased, poked, and tested by people—strangers and friends—whenever my faith has been mentioned and I got tired of it. Like many Christians, I don’t enjoy hearing my faith being made fun of so to protect it, I decided to keep quiet about it. For years, I went on keeping my faith a secret, not even speaking up about my pride and joy: The Rebel Christian. All that time, I was wrong.

It wasn’t until I saw an interview with a comic artist who frequently made strips including crude religious humor, that I realized something which changed my faith dramatically. The artist was an atheist and said that he never knew he was being offensive because he didn’t think [religious] people took him seriously. In his own words…

“I thought devout Christians didn’t pay people like me any attention because they knew that God didn’t pay me any attention. Why would they feel offended by an infidel? I always thought they had the frame of mind that God didn’t need them to defend Him or that their beliefs were strong enough that they didn’t need to feel upset by my stupid jokes because I don’t understand God the way they do.”

That most certainly does not justify the artist’s rude comic strips, however, it does speak volumes to what unsaved people think of Believers.

I used to be the kind of Christian who would get upset at jokes, remarks, and rude comments about my faith. I took offense, started debates, and would argue with anyone—friends, strangers, and especially my professors in college. Even though I was quiet about my faith, I was not one to stay quiet when I felt my faith was being attacked. But after seeing that interview, I changed. I realized, ironically, that this sinner was right. God doesn’t need me to stand up for Him. He doesn’t need me to fight on His behalf. He doesn’t me to be angry in His stead.

I’m not saying you shouldn’t care when someone is rude to you. I’m saying that you shouldn’t allow yourself to be lead into debate by people who are only looking for attention or trying to start an argument.

This is one of my favorite scriptures on this topic: “If you are insulted because of the name of Christ, you are blessed for the Spirit of glory and of God rests on you … 16. However, if you suffer as a Christian, do not be ashamed, but praise God that you bear that name.” I Peter 4:14 & 16 NIV

Knowing this scripture, I praise God when I am criticized for my faith. I welcome the naysayers and those who tease and jeer at me. I know who I am in Christ and I know whose I am as a child of the Most High God. I no longer feel angry when people make fun, I no longer find myself in pointless debates. Why do I need to be offended by the words of an infidel—of some unsaved person who doesn’t even know what they are saying?

Today, Believers face many trials. Our society has collectively decided that religion has no place in it. We are a dwindling folk. Our morals are disliked, our standards hated, and our lifestyle considered ‘closedminded’. But we don’t live for their approval. We live to please God and our standards and our morals and our lifestyle was set apart by Him. He knows people make fun. He knows people tease but as the Bible says in Psalms 37:12-13 NIV “The wicked plot against the righteous and gnash their teeth at them; but the Lord laughs at the wicked, for he knows their day is coming.

Does that sound like someone who gets upset over silly jokes? God laughs at the mockery of the wicked. He thinks it’s funny! So, if our Creator hears these jokes, debates, and sad theories for the creation of the earth, and laughs at them … why don’t you? We are supposed to have the mind that is in Christ (“You must have the same attitude that Christ Jesus had.” Philippians 2:5 NLT) so if God does not consider such jokes and remarks worth His time, then neither should we.

So, how do we learn to be bold and open when it comes to our faith? You learn not to care.

It might sound like I am trying to get you all to become rude and ill-mannered—‘shoving’ your beliefs into the faces of infidels left and right. But that is exactly the opposite of what I want. Recently, a lesbian friend of mine shared with me that she’d purchased an “awesome” pride bracelet to display her support of the LGBTQ community. She is well aware of my faith and where I stand as a Believer on same sex marriage, yet she felt bold enough to share this information with me as if she expected some sort of celebration and praise for her new jewelry.

She did not get one.

I did not, on the other hand, scold her but instead swiftly changed the topic. Still, in the back of my head, I wondered—what if I were like that with my faith? What if I was bold enough to share every time I got a new crucifix? Every time I bought an awesome Christian t-shirt? Or every time I had a wonderful session in prayer?

Honestly, fear of being made fun of still rises at the thought of being so open about my faith. But then I think, I don’t care. Jesus wasn’t afraid of being made fun of. He was run out of villages, talked about, confronted for debate, and called a liar and a demon. Imagine if He let that turn Him away from the Cross. We wouldn’t be here today.

I am no longer apologizing for who I am as a child of God.

I won’t say “Sorry, I can’t hang out because of church.” Or “Sorry, but I don’t believe in same-sex marriage.”  

I’m not sorry about it. When was Jesus ever sorry for doing what was right in the eyes of God? Even when His parents were worried and searching for Him, Jesus’ reply was not: “I’m sorry, but I was spreading the gospel.” He said, “Why were you searching for me? … Didn’t you know I had to be in my Father’s house?” Luke 2:49 NIV  

Stop saying sorry for what you believe in, as if it’s some shameful mistake you have to apologize over. I no longer care if the name of Jesus offends you. I refuse to believe ‘religion has no place here’ whether it is school, work, or hanging out with friends. I am a Believer and that will never change. I’m no longer afraid of someone finding out that I’m Christian—I’m afraid they won’t be able to tell.

Stand up and stand strong for what you believe in. You believe in the mightiest King of all kings and Lord of all Lords. There is no one greater than Jesus Christ. There is no other God but the Almighty. There is no one else who will ever die for you, and if there is—Jesus beat them to it.

It’s one thing to be shy about your faith, but it’s another offense entirely to be apologetic about it. You have nothing to be sorry for. Christ is the only one who can forgive your sins, so if you are saying sorry I hope it’s to the Lord.   

Again, I’m not encouraging Christians to stand screaming outside of abortion clinics. Nor am I suggesting we hold sit-ins on evolution science classes in school. I’m simply saying, we don’t need to stutter when someone asks us how we feel about controversial topics. It’s OK to be against abortion or same sex marriage. It’s OK not to drink alcohol. It’s OK not to have seen Fifty Shades of Grey, and it’s OK to practice abstinence. You don’t owe anyone an explanation for your beliefs and if they don’t like them, tell them to take it up with Christ because He is the head of your life.

After all this, the message I want to be clear is: Love Christ. Stand up for Jesus. And never say sorry for it.

Persistent Faith

This is something I chose to write about because it is what I feel I’m always giving a testimony about. I can’t tell you how many times Christ blessed me to overcome by holding on. I’m beginning to believe that my true calling in faith is not to write but to hold on—in everything—just keep holding on. I think I’m getting good at it now, to be honest.

Whenever someone asks me my advice for new Christians, I always say the same thing;

Never give up.

There is so much truth, so much confidence behind those three simple words. A Christian’s most powerful weapon is their faith. Your faith determines your attitude and your outlook in life. If you have great faith then you have a great outlook—nothing can bring you down, you can see the bright side in the darkest situation. I am not too proud to admit that I’m not always like that. Though I have gotten much stronger, I sometimes give in to the negative thoughts telling me I will not succeed, don’t even try, just give up now. But when you have the faith to say, yes, I can, then you’ve got everything you need.

Romans 12:2 NIV says “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing, and perfect will.”

When times are tough the world says give up. When the odds are stacked against you the world says forget about it. When you attempt something great the world says don’t get your hopes up.

That scripture tells you to ignore all of that. Do not conform to negative thinking pattern of this world. Get some faith! When you have that, you will be able to testify what God has done for you. I have seen, with my own eyes, cancer healed by faith, broken bones healed by faith, jobs gained through faith, empty stomachs filled through faith, car accidents prevented by faith, and so much more. The Rebel Christian is a product of my own faith! It may seem small to some readers but honey you’re subscribed to a blog that’s got a one-way connection to Christ. You want a prayer to get through, this is the place to post them.

Imagine if Noah had listened to the world. Imagine if Jesus had listened to the world. Imagine if I had listened to the world.

Now ask yourself, are you listening to the world?

It might seem hard, it might seem impossible, it might not look the way you imagined in your head but that doesn’t mean God isn’t there. In case you haven’t realized it yet, Christ specializes in showing up in the middle of a storm. Just sit tight and enjoy the waves, let them rock you to sleep at night as Jesus calms the waters.

Holding on might seem tough at times but how do you know what you’re made of until you’ve been pushed to your limits? We didn’t know how dedicated Abraham was until God asked him to sacrifice his son. We didn’t know how patient Job was until he was tested through many trials and tribulations. We didn’t know how focused Paul was until he was arrested and wrote half the New Testament from damp quarters of a prison. We didn’t know just how much Jesus loved us until he was beaten, bloodied, and then crucified for people who whine at the slightest sign of dissatisfaction.

When you pray, don’t just throw your hands and say that’s it! My Christian duties are done for the day. No, they’ve only just begun. Pray and pray and pray and pray and pray. Never give up on asking God for what you need, what you want, and more. When it seems like you haven’t been answered, praise. Praise Christ for your blessing to come. Never be afraid to say thank you in advance!

Think of this scripture; “Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him.” James 1:12 NIV

That verse tells us one important thing

The Lord has promised a crown to those who love him, meaning… If we love Christ, we will endure.

So, when you face trials and tribulations, waiting periods, and times of growth, the love you have for Christ will become very clear. If you love Him, you will hold on. If you love Him, you will keep going. How dare you give up when Christ gave all. How dare you even think about giving up.


Because giving up is the same as saying Christ isn’t strong enough to help you. You can do ALL things with Christ. No matter what it is you are facing right now, Christ is bigger. When you understand that, you will know what true faith is. So, keep standing tall, keep pushing on, keep moving forward, even if you have to crawl through on all fours, know that Christ is right there beside you.


One night I prayed. It was a quiet prayer, whispered gently from my lips as I knelt at the edge of my bed. I prayed for many things, as I always did. Peace, prosperity, true love, faith, strength, joy—things everyone prays for. And as I prayed, I thought, who am I talking to right now? Who is waiting at the other end of this prayer?—head turned slightly, hand cupped behind their ear.

Who is it that will hear these words?

We all know who hears our prayers, but do we know who listens to them?

Imagine the look on Jesus’ face when you call out to Him.

Is He smiling? Is He laughing, thinking, not this again—I already told you what to do.

When I pray, I imagine that Jesus shakes His head quite often. I imagine He probably rolls His eyes every now and then, too. Because I’m the worrywart child, the one who is always bugging Him, asking if He heard me, if He could just hurry up and answer me now please. I’m always wondering, questioning, poking and prodding at Him. I imagine myself a child pulling at the hem of her father’s cloak as he moves about, neither bothering nor bringing joy, just there—clinging, holding, hanging on. But I am there.

Sometimes I feel He keeps walking because He doesn’t care and it hurts. That’s when I tug harder, reaching as high as I can to yank on the hem of his rob. I try my hardest, struggling to get His attention to no avail. That’s when I throw a fit. I get fussy and I get anxious. A temper tantrum as if reliving the ‘terrible twos’. And when He still doesn’t answer I feel the tears prickling behind my eyes, burning as they surface and run screaming down my face, leaving a puffy redness on my cheeks.

I am broken.

But just when I loosen my grip and begin to pull my fat little hand away, He stops walking. My Father stoops and takes me into His warm, strong arms. Arms that have held me so many times, arms that feel so wonderful as they hug me, pulling me close against his broad chest. And it just hurts so much more because I feel the weight of His pure love around me, crushing me, taking my breath away. And I think of how silly I was to feel ignored by someone who loves me so dearly.

“My child,” He always says, whispered into my ear as he held me. “Don’t you see how much stronger you’ve become?”

Like a light has suddenly been shined on me, my eyes are opened. Reaching up has lengthened my arms, standing on my tiptoes had stretched my legs, holding on so tightly has given me strength I didn’t know I had. I am bigger now, I’m not a child anymore, actually, I am a young woman now and the man holding me is so beautiful.

In this moment of pure joy, a moment alone with Christ Almighty, I think to myself with tears in my eyes; carefully, I may fall for this man.

Have you fallen in love with Jesus yet?

It is the most beautiful thing, I promise.