"i invite YOU in": HIS LOVE is SUICIDAL

I don’t know about you, but I have a hard time sitting back and watching the world around me with its relentless propaganda of trash. If the ways of the world are unapologetically belligerent in putting out their message, then why should I be any less brazen with my conviction. Hence, #iCONVICTION. It’s mine, God gave it to me, so I’m owning it; and with every platform He gives me, I am cloning it. . “That’s not the way God would do it,” some may conjecture. Really?Let me talk for a brief moment about a conviction so strong that He was willing to make His advertisement to life, the very instrument used for death. The brutal Cross. And we sanitize it when we tolerate the filth around us.  God did not wrap His message in tissue paper and give it to us. No, He wrapped Himself in flesh and then unwrapped Himself in death for the world to see that His love is suicidal. And I bet you never heard His love explained with the “s” world like that. But that is the point. He was relentless to live out and speak out His love for us, so much so that He was willing to prove it in His death. That’s the meaning behind a conviction.Anything else is just a belief or opinion. Ideas and points to argue, debate, or discuss. They are fickle. They are fading. And they are fake. I know from experience because I used to be a Christian with just a belief, now I am a believing Christian. One way of thinking will divide you, while the other way of living will complete you.I remember being faced with a decision on a daily basis in prison to either stand up for truth or sit down to evil.  And I realized that if the enemy doesn’t stop propagating trash, then believers shouldn’t cease lobbying truth.  Shouldering iCONVICTION, like Christ shouldered my guilt-- to give me His salvation.Jesus stood up to the devil to the point of shedding blood. And we barely speak up to the point of tickling ears. No way! A recent Facebook comment from a lost soul sarcastically talked about going to hell like it was no big deal.  With such blinded complacency, how can I not keep it real?I sigh to myself as I write these thoughts. I die to myself as I share these thoughts. You see, the old me wouldn’t care to share my conviction, probably because it wasn’t strong enough to make a lasting impression.  In fact, the old me was hypocritical and I’m not afraid to make that confession. Now however, I am a convicted Christian with the understanding that World War III isn’t a battle that’s yet to be upon us, it is a battle that already surrounds us. And the war of the world is relentless in devouring souls.It’s time to be relentless in salvaging souls!Share if you care…Or do something about it yourself.