The Difference Between *a* Church and *the* Church

Praise the Lord!

I will thank the Lord with all my heart

    as I meet with his godly people.

Psalm 111:1

 

 

            A church is a building where people get together and play Christian. The church is a group of Christians who meet in a building to worship God, grow in God, and fellowship with God’s people. A lot of people will tell you that it doesn’t matter where you go to church, because church isn’t about you or other people, it’s about God. While it is true that church is about God, it is not true that church is not about you or other people. The early church was founded by Jesus so that people, you and others, could meet in a collective place to worship, grow, and fellowship. Our God is not a god who expects us to worship and grow solely without others. Our God is a God of companionship. He created us to love and be loved. God created church so that we could first worship Him, second grow in Him, and third fellowship with His people.

            To worship God is to have a one on one with Him, in a way that blesses Him, so that we know He knows we love Him. It is a time when we let Him know that He is the only One worthy of our praise and adoration. Repeatedly, we see that God is not a god who wants to be left alone. Before the fall, He walked with Adam and Eve every day. After the fall, when the world was terribly corrupt, He could have and probably should have destroyed everything and everyone, but because He is a just God who does not want to lose His creation and companionship with man, He didn’t. Over and over again, we are told to pray and worship God. Why? He is a God of companionship, Who wants us to talk to Him and meet with Him on a regular basis. Why else would He be a jealous God?

            To grow in God is to have a one on one with Him, in a way that blesses us, so that we can be better Christians. We grow in God so that we can be keen to His voice. When we are keen to His voice, we can better serve and worship Him.

            Finally, Church is a place where Christians can meet together and fellowship. I grew up in a good church, with good Christians, and a God-ordained pastor, but I never felt like it was “my” church. I felt like rather than worshiping God, I was trying to impress other people. I felt like instead of growing in a God, I was only learning about God. And, I felt like instead of fellowshipping with other people, I was competing with them, or like during worship, I was trying too hard to impress them. That all could have been because I grew up with those people, and went to school with many of them, but nonetheless, it was not a healthy way to be at church. Eventually, when I was about sixteen years old, I went going to church services all together, partially because nurses workers were needed at church, and partly because I wasn’t get anything for or from God in the services anyway, so I didn’t see why I should sit there for an hour and a half. I did have Christian fellowship however, and I did learn about God on a regular basis, but for the longest time, I never really felt like I was growing in God at church or in much of a fellowship group. That all changed a few months ago, in about October or so of 2012, when I started going to a new church with a friend of mine. I immediately felt refreshed and renewed. I got the fellowship I needed, without even trying to make friends, impress people, or compare to people, I met three girls (who I will talk more elaborately about in another post) who gave me that fellowship I needed so badly to help me grow in Christ, and I can now truly worship God every Sunday morning.

            Church is all about God, but it’s also sub-topically about you and others.

 

Until next time this is Brittany Alexandria, daring you to keep obsessing over the things you love! Because we could always use more hope and passion in this world! xoxo

Find me on Twitter and Instagram – @ogbrittanyalex

Find my podcasts “The Mask; Her Aid” and “Obsessive Girl Podcast” on your favorite podcasting platforms.

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Why Do We Do Unthinkable Things to Ourselves?

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“Your beauty…should be that of your inner self,

the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit,

which is of great worth in God’s sight.”

1 Peter 3:3-4

 

 

            It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know some things just should not be done, and yet we still do unthinkable things. If we think it will make people love us, accept us, respect us, or think of us as beautiful or worthy, we tend to lean toward choosing to do unthinkable things. Why do we do unthinkable things to ourselves? Why do we cut ourselves? Why do we have eating disorders? Why do we work ourselves out until we are utterly exhausted or until we’re nothing but skin and bone, whichever comes last? I believe there are three main reasons as to why we do these things. I also believe that each of the three reasons intertwines with each other, whether consciously or subconsciously, to add up to the one real reason why we do things.

            The first reason we normally choose to do unthinkable things is because we are seeking approval from others. We want them to say we’re beautiful, worthy, and loved. I know for a fact that I have at least two friends who within the past few years have been or are currently cutters, two friends who have felt or do feel suicidal, one friend who had an eating disorder, and numerous others who have admitted to feeling constantly depressed. Each girl, including myself, agreed that she had thought, or does think, things like, “I’m worthless,” “I want to feel beautiful,” “I’m stupid,” or “I’m not loved.” Because of these thoughts and feelings, we do things that we think will make us feel better about ourselves, which leads us to our second reason for doing the unthinkable.

            The next, more subconscious reason we may choose to do unthinkable things to ourselves is because someone we admire has done it, so even though we probably know it didn’t work out well for them, we do it anyway. We tend to want to be exactly like those who are closest to us and whom we admire most. So and so did this, that means I have to also, because I want to be just like her!

            Finally, we do things because we think they’ll work out better for us. We think that the cutting, or eating disorder, or extra workouts didn’t work for someone else, because they didn’t want it badly enough. Or, they didn’t try hard enough. Or whatever. It’s like we think they people we know, or know of, who tried these things, are just the people who happened to be the ones who didn’t get the results they wanted.

Much Love,

Brittany Alexandria

 

 

P.S. Sorry if this is all jumbled and confusing… I’ve been trying to write it for the past hour and kept getting distracted… haha.

Until next time this is Brittany Alexandria, daring you to keep obsessing over the things you love! Because we could always use more hope and passion in this world! xoxo

Find me on Twitter and Instagram – @ogbrittanyalex

Find my podcasts “The Mask; Her Aid” and “Obsessive Girl Podcast” on your favorite podcasting platforms.

Buy my book “The Mask; Her Aid” by Brittany Alexandria on Amazon for Kindle.

Perfect Mold

((Verse 1))
Looking in the mirror, you see yourself                                 
Wishing you could be anybody else                                      
‘Cause the girl you see ain’t the girl you’ve seen                  
On the covers of every magazine                                           
So you eat less and less                                                          
Slowly die from the stress                                                     
You’ve put on your body                                                     
To become a hottie                                                                 
 
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Oh when you look at your reflection                                     
All you can see is imperfection                                              
You see burns, and pain, and flaws unending                                
You don’t see the beauty that is mending                             
But, you’re a perfect mold                                                     
And, you’re worth more than gold                                        
 
[Chorus]
So, hear me out                                                                      
Forget about                                                                           
The pain, the weight                                                              
The lust, the hate                                                                    
And, just believe                                                                    
You can achieve 
                                                                   
((Verse 2))
In the dark of the pain, I see you stand                                 
With an old red stained blade in your hand                          
Late into the dark night, you lay awake                                
Praying your life God would finally take                              
But all He gives is life                                                            
So you pick up your knife                                                      
And, without a next thought                                                 
You do what you should not                                                 
 
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Cause, when you look at your painful scars                         
All you can see are your hateful marks                                  
You see burns, and pain, and flaws unending                                   
You don’t see the beauty that is mending                             
But, you’re a perfect mold                                                     
And, you’re worth more than gold                                        
 
[Chorus]
So, hear me out                                                                     
Forget about                                                                           
The pain, the weight                                                              
The lust, the hate                                                                    
And, just believe                                                                    
You can achieve                                                                     
((Verse 3))
Lying alone, cuddled up in your bed                                     
Instant regret, floods through your heart and head               
He promised love, but all you got was hate                           
For yourself, for him, and this ruthless fate                           
Now all you think about                                                       
Is how to live without                                                            
The innocence you lost                                                          
For such a painful cost                                                           
 
[Pre-Chorus 3]
Now when you look at your reflection                                  
All you see is your own rejection                                           
You see scars, and pain, and flaws unending                        
You don’t see the beauty that is mending                             
But, you’re a perfect mold                                                     
And, you’re worth more than gold                                        
 
[Chorus]
So, hear me out                                                                      
Forget about                                                                           
The pain, the weight                                                              
The lust, the hate                                                                    
And, just believe                                                                    
You can achieve                                            

Until next time this is Brittany Alexandria, daring you to keep obsessing over the things you love! Because we could always use more hope and passion in this world! xoxo

Find me on Twitter and Instagram – @ogbrittanyalex

Find my podcasts “The Mask; Her Aid” and “Obsessive Girl Podcast” on your favorite podcasting platforms.

Buy my book “The Mask; Her Aid” by Brittany Alexandria on Amazon for Kindle.