Romans 1:18, 24-25, 28
For the wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men, who by their unrighteousness suppress the truth.

Therefore God gave them up in the lusts of their hearts to impurity, to the dishonoring of their bodies among themselves, because they exchanged the truth about God for a lie and worshiped and served the creature rather than the Creator, who is blessed forever! Amen.

And since they did not see fit to acknowledge God, God gave them up to a debased mind to do what ought not to be done.

I think one of the best indicators that I’m most definitely a strange person… is the fact that I really like Romans 1. It’s probably my favorite chapter in the Bible. And I don’t even know why. I feel like pretty soon, I’ll be able to quote the whole thing, just because I’ve read it so many times.

When praying for my sister’s salvation, I have really considered that maybe God, since His ways are higher than mine, is delaying her salvation until He either hits her again with something crazy difficult or tragic, or while she is in the ignorant and foolish state that she’s currently in, will do something even stupider than all the other things she’s done, and finally, after having gone too far, will wake up and fall to her face and call upon His name to save her.

Maybe I am reformed. Some days I am 100% sure that I am, and other days I’m kind of Arminian I guess.

There’s just something about God giving people over to a debased mind… that just does things to you. LOL, well obviously it does things to you. You can break the Law, but you will break yourself against it.

I would not be the “saint” that I am today had the Lord not allowed me to run around and have a debased mind. It is because I was a prodigal that I gratefully throw myself at His feet today and kiss them. It honestly feels like I was on the way to the fire, I kinda knew, but I loved myself and my sins, and I was proud, and I had a hardened heart. I didn’t want or need God… and then He stepped in and snatched me up. I feel like one of the laborers that was hired at the eleventh hour…

Matthew 20:1-16

“For the kingdom of heaven is like a master of a house who went out early in the morning to hire laborers for his vineyard.

After agreeing with the laborers for a denarius a day, he sent them into his vineyard. And going out about the third hour he saw others standing idle in the marketplace, and to them he said, ‘You go into the vineyard too, and whatever is right I will give you.’

So they went. Going out again about the sixth hour and the ninth hour, he did the same.

And about the eleventh hour he went out and found others standing. And he said to them, ‘Why do you stand here idle all day?’ They said to him, ‘Because no one has hired us.’ He said to them, ‘You go into the vineyard too.’ And when evening came, the owner of the vineyard said to his foreman, ‘Call the laborers and pay them their wages, beginning with the last, up to the first.’ And when those hired about the eleventh hour came, each of them received a denarius.

Now when those hired first came, they thought they would receive more, but each of them also received a denarius. And on receiving it they grumbled at the master of the house, saying, ‘These last worked only one hour, and you have made them equal to us who have borne the burden of the day and the scorching heat.’ But he replied to one of them, ‘Friend, I am doing you no wrong. Did you not agree with me for a denarius? Take what belongs to you and go. I choose to give to this last worker as I give to you. Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to me? Or do you begrudge my generosity?’ So the last will be first, and the first last.”


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