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The Passion of the Christ

My church hosted a movie night--The Passion of the Christ last night and at first I wasn't going to go. I have a hard time watching gruesome movies, but I decided to go anyway, after all there was free popcorn, hotdogs, candy, soda, etc. I squirmed the entire movie. I wanted to cry, scream, throw up. I've never felt that way before about anything. It was an overwhelming experience that has forever changed my perspective on Christianity and living as a Christian. I'm so conscience of myself now, I know I"m not perfect and will never be, but I want everything in my life to be right and line up with what I believe in the Bible. The movie was so overwhelming and overpowering that I've been at a loss for words--I don't know what to say or think about anything. I just know I want to be right. That experience has helped me to put the struggles with my flesh in perspective--I don't have time to struggle with menial things--Jesus died for all of that--He was beaten to a bloody pulp for all my little miniscule habits and idiosyncrasies, He was spat on and laughed at and He even thought God the Father forgot about Him. Why should I be bound because after all, He did get back up, despite all of that viscious hatred, He got back up. It's something to be glad about.
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