Hey guys, second post now and I think I’m getting the hang of it. I told you I’d get new authors and here’s one now. My friend Jonathan Blaylock let me use this and has agreed to post on my site so here it is.
Faith makes a man courageous, but fear makes a man a coward. This is how men live, to have faith or to have fear.
It all started one day after school. On the bus behind me sat a girl, younger than me, who was very religious. Every day she talked about her religion. Across from her sat was a boy. He was younger than both of us that had very bad behavior.
The boy was aggravating a kid behind him and the driver told him to stop or he would be kicked off. The driver was fed up with the boy’s behavior, so the boy left the kid behind him alone and then started again. The driver told him that he was kicked off for the rest of the week. The boy thumped in his seat and yelled, “Oh my God.” The driver told him not to talk like that. He yelled, “What’s wrong saying ‘Oh my God’? There’s isn’t even a God. The girl behind me stated that there was a God but the boy. I wanted to tell him and show him proof God is real. However, before I could talk she spoke out and told everything about her religion, but nothing about proof of God’s existence. Then my chance came but I kept pondering if I should talk or not, but realized had to get off the bus.
Walking home I realized that I became afraid to stand up for what I believe in. I had no courage and nothing to help me to tell what I believe in. The only success was realizing the fear inside me. At first I thought it was stage fright for standing up for the first time but a week later, I stood down at the time to stand up. I proved myself that I’m a coward. Someone afraid to talk about what I believe. Lack of self-confidence. Lack of determination.
What am I supposed me to do? My pastor encourages me to spread the Good News, but I couldn’t do it. I wanted to get help but I was afraid to do that as well. So now I can’t help others or myself. Weeks went by and became months I thought I had forgotten but thoughts always came back until everything changed.
My youth minister preached on a topic on how to speak out. I realized I need to have faith, not fear. I need faith to give faith to others. I need to be confident not a coward.
Afterwards I showed my beliefs. I showed my passion. I showed what I stand for. I showed others what I know and what everything means to me. I gave my opinions and wasn’t shy. Instead of hearing I did my best to be heard. I had many enemies and many friends. Many of those didn’t care and many of those cared a lot. Although for some reason there were those that became silent that believed what I believed. Instead of being around me they stood away from me. They looked at me strangely and looked as if they had no idea who I was. I felt sorry for them and confused for me.
Why don’t they want to be on my side? Why are they afraid to stand for what they believe? What makes them different then me?
Sadly they have fear and are like what I was, cowardly. They’re afraid and have fear in those around them. They lack courage. Which also got me thinking, why couldn’t everyone share their beliefs?
I know they’re afraid but why not get in a group and show your belief? I sometimes have my friends back me up because the more there are the more there is success. One friend says that a group can make an idea better but one person can make it whatever.
I bet you’re now thinking, “If everyone shows their different beliefs, then there’s going to be a lot of rivalry. If everyone stayed the same then there wouldn’t be any trouble just peace and friends.” Let me tell you something, all these religions and beliefs are all the same by at least one way. They believe in God. If we put the other things aside then we can accomplish a lot. Tell others that there is someone that care for them. Tell them someone loves them more than anything else in the universe.
“What about those that don’t believe in a God?” I’ll accept them too. Everyone is accepted by God. Because he loves them as much as He loves me. That is why Jesus died on the cross because God so loved the world he gave His only son.
I think that we should show what we believe. It’s who we are. It’s what we’re made of. It’s what we stand for and what makes the person who we are today. Who you are is what and who you believe in not just who taught you knowledge. We should express ourselves because it’s alright to show pride in who we are. I believe what I say and what I do and know that God sees and knows what I say and do. For God is my example and the only one that leads me to victory. Because of who I am is because of who God is.