My Righteous Badge of Honor Remains Stained in the Blood of Christ Jesus
Imperfections appear most obvious in my portrayal of a life best serving myself moralistically and humanity justly. I am casted in the light of the Lord Christ Jesus with a servitude justly to the absolute care for my people of Mother Earth.
Feeling noticeably recognized for the efforts made daily leads my most vulnerable personhood on display for judgments and acceptingly so. I want to feel appreciated and worthy of a lifetime for expressing honesty through a diversely meaningful display of affections felt and compassion alike. Living imperfectly leaves a concern for care atop my neocortex and this heart of mine. To desire a righteousness is to favor the blood of Christ Jesus as my cloak protecting me from all those insecurities known to bear the ailments of self-righteousness. My self-judgments act as the lessons of what constitutes a moral fortitude in a life acceptant of all my human characteristics and thereof mankind. I bleed through a heart sincere with fellowship for humanity’s sake.
My bloodstained badge of honor leads me through a life of judgments for wearing hope and respectability in the light of His actions to redeem our imperfections as sinners. I fashion a life of goodness and account for my actions honorably as a human forgiven through the sacrifice of Jesus our savior. I wear my heart on a sleeve dispositioning a kinder regard for our human existence as diversely indifferent a billion-times over. Love lessens the divide in my heart ever enriched in the gospel of a perfect example set through Christ Jesus. I am humanly possible and hope to meet the demands of the laws of God with confidence in my remorseful love of myself as a creation. I am a human best lit as a spirit illuminating a deserving world of hopefulness and faithfulness.
I pray onto a God spoken in His most loving regard for mankind, He said upon our tribulations to Paul:
“But in all these things we overwhelmingly conquer through Him who loved us. For I am, convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is Christ Jesus our Lord.” (Rom. 8:37)
A heart fervently adorning God’s love gives a trusted compassion upon a world in need of greater deeds to humanity than to hate my fellow man over indignations known to prey upon us so frightfully. I shall pray upon my enemy with redeemable hope that God intervenes most abundantly to His saving grace. We are yet all humans in light of ourselves, and love may still serve us well as a human race. The sacrificial lamb of Christ Jesus serves us through even strife and our willingness to serve those who forsake the blood of our father split upon us like badges of sincerity. I shall embolden my scripture wholeheartedly upon deafened ears. I love you righteously in His suited example despite such a plight of humanities to bear.
My righteousness care remains sewn on a sleeve badged with compassion, empathy, and the willfulness to breath in life one natural feeling at a time. God gave me this right to bear emotion well beyond any befitting resentments otherwise humanly possible, as I may not find a struggling soul as well as I might like to believe. Pray upon my worn sleeve.