Monday, 19 February 2018

No escaping His love

One of those days where God won’t stop at nothing to remind me of His unshakeable, incomparable love. It was a long drive but the mental strain was longer, deeper and more anguishing than before. I finally parked at work, put up the sun shield, looked up and saw this in the rear view mirror. 

How much does He love me? From one nailed and bloodied hand to the other, stretched out on a tree, willingly suffering and dying in my place, so that I might know Him — deeply, richly, abundantly. So that I might know God.

What a powerful reminder. And exactly what I needed to hear at that very moment. Only God could’ve organised that. 

There’s no escaping His love.


#Amen #PraiseJesus #Godisgood #checkyourmirrors


Sunday, 11 February 2018

a little bold and crazy

Ever done something a little bold and crazy and out of the blue?
Or should I say out of the blues. Cause that's what I was falling into till I made the crazy leap last minute. I basically 180 degree turned around from everything I'd been preparing myself for for the last three months. And there is a literal dimension to being so last minute, but I won't go into too many details.
It's funny when you set your mind on something and it seems so right and clear, even though you know it's going to be painful. But there's a part of you that still dreams.
Kind of like Arwen, on the passage to leave Middle Earth and sail to the Undying Lands, but a vision of a future almost gone turns her completely around. And she's gonna fight for it because it is not lost.
There's a reality in that dream, and maybe it's not as far away as everyone else might say it is.

No, I didn't get a vision or anything like that. But I've had some enlightening conversations lately that did make me somewhat turn from what I had previously decided, and right now I just need to throw myself into the safe arms of my Heavenly Father, because I know He's unfolding His rich and glorious plan for my life and He'll use both my action and inaction for His purposes. I just need the wisdom to know what action to take. But sometimes the line between wisdom and folly gets clouded by feelings and thoughts. I can see how God used my spontaneous moment of crazy, for which I had my own feeble imaginings of how it would turn out, and He turned it into a far greater testimony and answer to the prayer of other saints, a little disappointment encased in a more profound purpose and unveiling of what gifts of kindness and patience and hope in God that I could offer to bless others, rather than what gifts I might receive to satisfy my temporal needs. It's better to give than to receive. God is teaching me that - through my foolishness and desires for this and that, He's letting His wisdom shine through.

Oh God, please and revive and restore and orchestrate in Your own wonderful way the way things are meant to be. I am your humble vessel. I feel everything keenly. But I see how you work through me, to bring me out of the blues and into the view of You through the Cross. Always bring me back to You just like you did this week.



Thursday, 1 February 2018

in silence and tears

Came across this poem randomly by Lord Byron. Too good not to share.
What a clincher.

When We Two Parted

When we two parted 
   In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted 
   To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold, 
   Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold 
   Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning 
   Sunk chill on my brow-- 
It felt like the warning
   Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken, 
   And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken, 
   And share in its shame.

They name thee before me, 
   A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o’er me--
   Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee, 
   Who knew thee too well--
Long, long shall I rue thee, 
   Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met--
   In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget, 
   Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee 
   After long years,
How should I greet thee?--
   With silence and tears.