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steph hit it on the nail like a veteran construction worker. thethousandthgirl: I’m a girl with no rights. I say this in light of the upcoming trip that IHOPU (International House of Prayer University) is embarking on to the college campuses of Southern California. Though I am terribly excited that my “hometown” region will be deeply impacted, I must admit that I am a bit upset that we will not be making the trek to UC Berkeley, bastion of the social justice movement that has been prevalent amongst the college campuses of today for decades. It is nothing new. (Although with the dawn of our media-dulled generation, the definition of “justice” has changed to being a mere abundance of words rather than genuine action) But as the end of another decade approaches; the truth once again must come out. This social justice movement is false. It is rotten to the very core. For how can you fight for rights that you don’t have? The entire foundation of the social justice movement is built around the fact that we have “rights”. We, as human beings, have “certain rights”. We “deserve” this, or we “deserve” that. But the truth is that we don’t deserve anything but to burn in hell forever. In Romans 3:23 Paul blasts us with: “…for all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.” He continues in Romans 6:23: “…for the wages of sin is death.” But oh, happy day, that the verse did not end there! He continues to give us the good news: “…but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Oh, America, will you spend yet another decade locked in a futile struggle fueled by frustration and pride? Will yet another generation be sucked into a fight that they can never win by their own means, chasing after a solution that will always leave them cold? Oh America! Fall on the Rock! Look to Jesus! For though you—and all the orphans in Africa, and all the displaced people in Pakistan, and all the prostitutes in Thailand—were dead in your sin, a sinless Man died on a cross that you might not burn in everlasting flames. Though I was powerless in my sin, unable to save myself from the one-way road to eternal destruction, He who never sinned came and bought my life, with His red, red blood. My life is not my own. Rights? I have no rights. I only have Jesus. Via adventures of a girl in progress

steph hit it on the nail like a veteran construction worker.

thethousandthgirl:

I’m a girl with no rights.

I say this in light of the upcoming trip that IHOPU (International House of Prayer University) is embarking on to the college campuses of Southern California. Though I am terribly excited that my “hometown” region will be deeply impacted, I must admit that I am a bit upset that we will not be making the trek to UC Berkeley, bastion of the social justice movement that has been prevalent amongst the college campuses of today for decades.

It is nothing new. (Although with the dawn of our media-dulled generation, the definition of “justice” has changed to being a mere abundance of words rather than genuine action) But as the end of another decade approaches; the truth once again must come out.

This social justice movement is false. It is rotten to the very core.

For how can you fight for rights that you don’t have?

The entire foundation of the social justice movement is built around the fact that we have “rights”. We, as human beings, have “certain rights”. We “deserve” this, or we “deserve” that.

But the truth is that we don’t deserve anything but to burn in hell forever. In Romans 3:23 Paul blasts us with: “…for all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.” He continues in Romans 6:23: “…for the wages of sin is death.” But oh, happy day, that the verse did not end there! He continues to give us the good news: “…but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

Oh, America, will you spend yet another decade locked in a futile struggle fueled by frustration and pride? Will yet another generation be sucked into a fight that they can never win by their own means, chasing after a solution that will always leave them cold?

Oh America! Fall on the Rock! Look to Jesus! For though you—and all the orphans in Africa, and all the displaced people in Pakistan, and all the prostitutes in Thailand—were dead in your sin, a sinless Man died on a cross that you might not burn in everlasting flames. Though I was powerless in my sin, unable to save myself from the one-way road to eternal destruction, He who never sinned came and bought my life, with His red, red blood.

My life is not my own.

Rights? I have no rights. I only have Jesus.


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    veteran construction worker.
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    anything I would change, and perhaps wouldn’t add much either. “For...a steel toe kick...
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