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Weak People


In yesterday's Easter sermon, Reggie Roberson (our speaker) mentioned a situation where he had "retorted" a college student he was witnessing to -
RR: Can I please pray for you?
Student: No.
RR: Why not?
Student: I don't believe in God.
RR: Why don't you believe in God?
Student: Religion is for weak people.
RR: Yes, in a sense, it is true that religion is for the weak people.  Religion is for the smart people that realize they are weak, for the people who realize they are imperfect and know they need a perfect God. 
I think that many Christians are offended for being called weak.  We don't like to think of Christ and His relationship with us as a crutch.  I mean c'mon, most of the time it requires a lot of faith (which we are supposed to constantly walk in), just as any other doctrine, belief, and philosophy requires.

But it's so true that we are weak.  We are incapable.  We need a Savior from our sins; we need a Healer; we need a Comforter; we need the Holy Spirit working in, through, and for us.

We are privileged to be God's children.  We are blessed to be in Christ and His Love.  We have the honor of knowing and drawing close to the One True and Most High God.

Hoping you all had a blessed Easter Sunday! CHRIST IS RISEN!
~CJ

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