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Here is the reason why I am alive.


God's creation was perfect. He created all things, and all things were created for him. He created man in the image of himself and he put man to rule over creation. Unfortunately, man (Adam) did the one thing that God told him not to do, and the perfect relationship between God and all men was broken . For thousands of years man tried to fix that relationship by offering sacrifices to God and following many laws. However, man is not perfect and everyone kept failing. (Romans 3:23) Due to our failures, our punishment for sin was death. (Romans 6:23) We needed a savior in order that the relationship between God and man might be restored. Because of his great love for us, God offered his only son, Jesus, (born of a virgin) to be the ultimate sacrifice. Jesus came as fully God and fully man into the world and lived a perfect life. He loved all, did miracles, and showed grace. Still, this was not enough. The punishment for our sin was death. Jesus took our punishment. He died a gruesome death on a cross in order to take the place of the death we deserved. He took the wrath of God for everyone who lived, and ever would live, so that we might be at peace with God. Three days later he rose again, conquering death, and showing that death had no power over him. He did these things for me, and for you. The Bible tells us in Acts 16:31, that if we“Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved” We have to get to the point where we realize how desperate we are for a savior. Jesus came to take away our sins and to show us a grace we don't deserve. When we confess that we have screwed things up, believe Jesus died for us and rose again on the third day, and confess our faith in him, he will forgive us and we can spend eternity with him. The relationship between God and man can be healed. God rescued me. I was dominated by sin and darkness and he captured me and brought me out. He RESCUED me. And he so desperately wants to rescue you.  If you have any questions, feel free to email me and ask them. adsettles@yahoo.com. Or, try reading THIS and THIS. (:

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