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| White Purity |
"I can't stop here; I have to keep going. Push yourself. Push."
I typed faster and faster, then I hit the enter button.
"Yes! 100% accuracy!"
I was just finishing up the memorizing for the day on Scripture Typer for Revelation.
I clicked the next verse which read thus as spoken: "And I heard the number of them which were sealed: and there were sealed an hundred and forty and four thousand of all the tribes of the children of Israel." Rev 7:4
I clicked the next verse which read thus as spoken: "And I heard the number of them which were sealed: and there were sealed an hundred and forty and four thousand of all the tribes of the children of Israel." Rev 7:4
A lump formed in my throat, as I thought of what I'd been going through inside.
It made me think; "Am I ready to be sealed?"
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I had to see what the next verse said, I couldn't just stop there.
"These are they which came of out great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb." Rev 7:14
"These are they which came of out great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb." Rev 7:14
As I tried to type the verse out, tears trickled down my face.
I realized if Jesus were to come now, I couldn't be clothed in white raiment of His love; I couldn't be sealed with His grace. My name couldn't be written in the book of Life, in my present condition. With this realization I had to do something; so with more tears, I prayed.
"I give my life to Thee, Lord. Everything that I am composed of, is Yours. Help me in all my battles from hereafter. Give me strength." I continued praying for a few more minutes, and then continued typing the verse.
My last post was my full conversion and this post finds me giving my battles to Him.
When I was eleven and twelve, I thought teenage years would be much easier. Not true.
Now that I am well into these years, I see that we as youth, have the worst battles than ever before.
But I count it as a privilege; a privilege to stand true, to stand strong for Him, till finally the mission is accomplished.
Until then my longing for you (and I): Is to stay true to all that is taught to us in the Bible and the Pen of Inspiration. To give our battles to Him to fight. That we may be ready to be sealed as one of His.
I realized if Jesus were to come now, I couldn't be clothed in white raiment of His love; I couldn't be sealed with His grace. My name couldn't be written in the book of Life, in my present condition. With this realization I had to do something; so with more tears, I prayed.
"I give my life to Thee, Lord. Everything that I am composed of, is Yours. Help me in all my battles from hereafter. Give me strength." I continued praying for a few more minutes, and then continued typing the verse.
My last post was my full conversion and this post finds me giving my battles to Him.
When I was eleven and twelve, I thought teenage years would be much easier. Not true.
Now that I am well into these years, I see that we as youth, have the worst battles than ever before.
But I count it as a privilege; a privilege to stand true, to stand strong for Him, till finally the mission is accomplished.
Until then my longing for you (and I): Is to stay true to all that is taught to us in the Bible and the Pen of Inspiration. To give our battles to Him to fight. That we may be ready to be sealed as one of His.

I have been truly blessed by your words of truth.
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