Can worship make you bow to your knees? Can worship make you revel in the beauty of His creation? Worship does this to me and so much more. Not only were we not entitled to be able to give praise to our Creator, but He did not even have to break the barrier on sin to allow us to approach Him without fear.
When my strength is failing, I will worship you a million times and more. The streets will be made golden when we go home. You do it again, you move the mountains that could not have been moved. The overwhelming, never-ending love. You are so much more than we could encompass with a world filled of books, poems, scripture, love letters, novels…
We fear you. And it is precisely with fear that we are able to understand and even touch your footsteps. Under fear, we are able to bestow all our worries under you. With fear, we realize everything can be made fearless in You. Is it not amazing? For without fear, we would not realize the presence You would hold in our lives. Without fear, we would not have anything to look up towards. We can never fully grasp the importance and emphasis you hold over our lives. But by fear, our wisdom flows from You. Fear in reverence for You brings joy in knowing by faith you have granted us grace for salvation.
Reckless. Oh, how reckless you were. That is why we were not left as dust, but apart from the ninety-nine, patiently waited and picked up by Your arms; to be brought home. Your promise to the ones will endure until the end of time.
Your promise still stands
Great is Your faithfulness, faithfulness
I’m still in Your hands
This is my confidence, You never failed me yet
I’ve seen You move, come move the mountains
And I believe, I’ll see You do it again You made a way, where there was no way And I believe, I’ll see You do it again
This weekend was a spectacular surprise. It was my first time attending our University Christian Ministry’s retreat. The sheer number of undergraduates gathered under one roof was pretty impressive. Seeing students of all ages, ethnicities, disciplines – showed me how God’s love has been able to grow in a faith that genuinely encompasses any son or daughter encountered.
There was an identity issue. We discussed topics on labels given to us, which internalize and take hold of us as we go about our lives. Maybe we wish we could throw down those labels and walk away – without a label, without a history. God (as always), loves us so much. He gave us this blessing of being nameless and sinless when He sent us the one and only Jesus. Jesus, the only human who ever traversed this earth as sinless, bore the sins of this world in hopes of allowing us, every single one of us (a sinner), to reconcile and foster a relationship with our Father.
There was the allegory about one’s aroma. What do you think your aroma is to others? To both non-believers and fellow brothers and sisters. Is your aroma enticing? Are you actions aligned with how God wants you to live in terms of your workings within your work, your commute, your relationships with your family, friends, or strangers? When I think about my aroma, I think it teeters between the freshness of cut grass and the morning dew that sits upon the surface. The sharings of fellow believers continually ignite and cleanse my palette of being ready to go out and share the Good News. But like grass that grows, if it is not kept tidy – becomes unkempt. There needs to be one that comes to maintain a smooth and beautiful appearance.
But in God, He sent His Son to die for all of our sins so that we may never have to feel unclean or burdened by the sins of this world. He provided a path for us to be able to see the cleanliness that comes with eternal life with Him. God allowed us to see with clarity and our hearts to shaken by love for Him. He loved us so much He decided that His Son was most definitely worth sending to save each and every one of us, the ninety-nine with the lost “ones”.
God can do the impossible. He showed me this a couple of years back. He defies the law of human physics and impossibility, to save lives – both physically, mentally, emotionally. He was there when the world might have turned against you. He is here as you take that breath, followed by another. He will be here tomorrow when you wake up and marvel at the beauty of life, of your home, of your loved ones.
There is much to be grateful to God for. This weekend marks the beginning of what I hope to continue to be a fire-igniting relationship with Him. Because if I do not live for Him, whom else would I be living for? He is so majestic; I still cannot believe He gave us the simple task of living for Him, as the center of our lives, forevermore.
It truly has been a long time since my fingers have tapped out audible words which appear on the screen in front of you.
This year has been a bit of a roller-coaster. Though not as much as the one back in 2013, the changes this year has thrown onto my doorstep, has been a bit shocking, but happy and also surprisingly wonderful shocks. As I had once said it to a dear companion, I have had “shock attacks” this year, which, in the pretense would not be understood by, except my companion and I.
Starting at yet another post-secondary institution (3 in 3 years!) has been a bit tough on me. Though I am at times, a tougher nut to crack than a walnut (except around my nutcracker friends), I am thankful regardless of where and whom I may meet. For all the memories I make, I know them to be a part of God’s great plan. My footprints and fingerprints, whichever and whatever they may touch, it was meant to be.
One may ask, for how do I know whether this or that, was part of His plan? I do not have much to say (which is surprising at times!), my faith is not built on anything, but His love for me. His love makes me speechless and also full of words that do not necessarily have to be said to be felt or be understood. Those whom have been touched and changed by our Father will understand what it is that I am referring and hold myself dear to.
There is much that I hope to complete by the end of this summer. This semester has become somewhat of a whirlwind as the focus has shifted away from academics, and more onto commitments that I have found much more important than grades.
I pray for my church’s VBS. I pray that we may have enough volunteers and also that those whom do commit their time, will have His wisdom and strength in leading our wonderful group of kids. I pray that our Church will be a loving place where kids may come to learn and grow to love our God for “Ever(est)”. I pray that I may come to be strong and healthy for all that calls for my time and effort during this summer. Lastly, I pray that for all the journeys, trips, marriages, and even the simplest of walks that my friends embark on, they may be safe on their voyages. May they come to walk closer to God with each step. May they come to know of His great love. May they come to have courage in sharing it with others. May we all come to be great disciples in His name and make more under His GREAT NAME!
I am getting rather excited. I’m afraid I’ll have to close it at that.
I am truly blessed to have been surrounded by music when growing up. I find making music is an art, a skill, a release, and a love. It is one of the few things in life when I feel as if there are no limitations. Although I have never come to be a composer, I am proud of my friend and their accomplishments.
Take a listen if you merely want an upbeat and energetic tune to cheer you up!
Often times, life passes you by, and you never really end up noticing this loss.
Interaction of human relationships: friendships, acquaintances, loved ones, spouses, brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, old and new ones; they’re what bring the connectivity and warmth that humans claim to be their own.
Life usually has too many things happening all at once. We never truly stop and see what’s around us.
Do you see? Do you notice? Do you care? Water droplets gliding off those black toed shoes as they pace quickly though the rainfall. The little kid squealing with delight at the sight of the hilarious clown. What about that woman whom only has herself to keep company every night? Or the child who struggles to find a place of shelter and food every night? Do you understand?
Go to the shorelines of beaches and lakes. Breathe in the air that is so different from city air. Without the smog, without the second-hand carcinogens. Just pure, clean, untainted air that we grew up with and slowly changed our bodies with each breath we took in.
Do you notice? Those without freedom. Without love. Without hope. Without that drive that implicitly keeps all of us going. Though some of us may not realize it until that one moment in life, we are all moving to hopefully end up attaining that one thing we desire most. The journey is ultimately what it is about. It is never the destination.
For some, this movie may seem to be too much of an intellectual and “thinking” – type of film to see with friends or “for fun”. My opinion? This movie makes you think; in a way where you are always on the edge of your seat to want to know what is coming next, what the characters will attempt to do, to be, to want.
The storyline, although not completely representative of the life Alan Turing led, is tied up nicely and portrayed with a delicate yet believable touch.
If you have the time or curiosity to go see this film, please do. It is worth every second. Benedict Cumberbatch and Keira Knightley served this movie justice, tenfold.