DANGEROUS

Since my last post which has been too long I have been up to a lot of things but have been thinking a lot aswell. I have been thinking about what does it take to be a dangerous person. I am not talking about someone that owns many guns, explosives or is just a thug lol. I have been thinking about what does it take to be a dangerous christian. Sometimes when I am talking to friends I forget to really tell them about Jesus. I know I cant shove it down some ones throat but I really feel like I live out my life to honor Jesus. I do want to respect all kinds of faiths but there is something about Jesus that doesnt even compare to anything else. I really appreciate people that dont share the same as I do. Sometimes as christians i can get so set in my way and really forget what its all about. For instance I was in Mcdonalds this past sunday night with some friends and some church people walked in and I knew they were church people by the way they dressed. I know its not what u wear to church its about your heart. They did not talk to me, I really did not say anything back but I feel in our American culture that we can put labels on people which is really wrong. These people were probably real legit christians but I really think what it means to be a christian is not the clothes you wear, not length of my hair its the cross that I bear. Being a christian is something different everyday. Its like a journey. I will never achieve christianity but I don't know if thats something I really want either I just want to be more like Jesus. That sometimes is so hard to do even when i am around other people that dont share the same belief i do.

I have been living in knoxville tn for almost 2 years and i really enjoy living here. Before i moved to tn i lived in asheville nc and greenville sc which i would of rathered stayed in greenville but i did have to graduate college so i moved back home. I hated pretty much every second living at home. My friend moved to knoxville and he was always trying to get me to move here but i was like i will never move to knoxville. Now I am here. I think about that story Jonah that ran from what God was calling him to do then got swallowed up by a big fish. I know i was not running from God but i feel like i am a Jonah in a way because Jonah did not want to go where God was calling him and he was disciplined but after he got sick of being in a belly of a fish he finally done what God was calling him to do. Jonah was happy he got spit up by the fish but when he was doing what God was called him to do which was telling people of Ninevah to repent he really was not that happy either but he should of been. I understand that maybe i did not want to move to knoxville but i know thats what God has called me to be. God has really blessed me too much anyway and he continually does but i feel like all had to do is just move and i did not want to. I had to wait till i pretty much had to force myself to knoxville and now I am like man I can see why God let me do this. It was nothing. I know i am here for a reason and i am really greatly for being here. I know my post are probably not that interesting but i hope someone can find a sense of encouragement here.