Rescue

She was cornered
Even though a fence separated her from the ferocious dogs
their barks still threatens her
In fright, she slipped off the edge
For a moment, her claws tried to hang on but to no avail
The dogs above her barked menacingly still

She quivered in the shadows
Hoping the darkness will swallow her
And protect her from the enemies
All of a sudden, a hand reached down
More terror? She wondered
It was instead a hand of comfort and rescue
She was lifted from the shadows
And gently placed on the grass

Who is this saviour of hers?
It was a stranger
A man on his way to work
Who saw the predicament she was in
Took the trouble to stop
And lifted her from her troubles
She purred in gratitude

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Lifting of the Veil

If God would lift the veil for just a moment and allow us a glimpse of the ripple effects of our actions and His working, I think we will be amazed. Not only amazed, we will be grateful to see that even the mistakes can bring about positive changes in lives when placed in His hands.

I am humbled.

Even when it rains

I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You with all that I’ve gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You
Maybe since my life was changed
Long before these rainy days
It’s never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord
My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times
So I pray

Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there’ll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that’s what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain

I am Yours regardless of
The dark clouds that may loom above
Because You are much greater than my pain
You who made a way for me
By suffering Your destiny
So tell me what’s a little rain
So I pray

Holy, holy, holy
Is the Lord God Almighty

Even when it is hard and it seems as if I am going against the tide, it is this truth that I hang on: I am the beloved of Christ. What’s a little rain when there will be a rainbow?

Mere Christianity Part 1

I believe there’s season in book reading! I bought Mere Christianity by CS Lewis for about a year already but never been able to understand what I was reading (I cited his deep British English as the reason!). The last week however when I picked it up again, I was amazed to realize that I could understand his English and comprehend all of what it was said. Therefore I think there is really season in book reading. Our life circumstances shapes our perspective and hence deepen our understanding about certain things. Anyway, I’m jotting down some of the thoughts I gathered as I read his writing – partly to remind myself and partly to encourage the readers out there.

I started not at the first chapter but the 11th of Mere Christianity and it was just mind blowing. Here CS Lewis talks about Faith.

Now Faith, in the sense in which I am here using the word, is the art of holding on to things your reason has once accepted, in spite of your changing moods. For moods will change, whatever view your reason takes. I know that by experience. Now that I am a Christian I do have moods in which the whole thing looks very improbable: but when I was an atheist I had moods in which Christianity looked terribly probable. This rebellion of your moods against your real self is going to come anyway. That is why Faith is such a necessary virtue: unless you teach your moods ‘where they get off’, you can never be either a sound Christian or even a sound atheist, but just creature dithering to and fro, with its beliefs really dependant on the weather and the state of it digestions.

As me (I nearly wanted to write as a woman however that might just be a sweeping statement for there are woman who are level headed and clearly unlike the emotional me ;p), the power of emotions in my life is strong. I feel strongly about things hence it is easy for me to react strongly whether within or without. Nonetheless, I am also aware the potential damage emotions bring if not brought under rein. Frankly speaking, not just in the matter of faith; there are days when I woke up on the wrong side of the bed feeling horrid. However maturity dictates that you learn to handle those emotions and be pleasant to colleagues or family even when you don’t feel like it. Likewise, in my relationship with God. There are days when I am lazy, when I don’t feel like God loves me, when I feel like I am the biggest scum on this earth however faith reminds me that the truth is God loves me, God accepts me and God deserves to be glorified because He is simply beautiful. Moods may changes but God and the truth doesn’t. Thus, the need to teach my mood to get off when necessary.

…One must train the habit of Faith. The first step is to recognise the fact that your moods change. The next is to make sure that, if you have once accepted Christianity, then some of its main doctrines shall be deliberately held before your mind for some time every day. That is why daily prayers and religious readings and churchgoing are necessary parts of the Christian life. We have to be continually reminded of what we believe. Neither  this belief nor any other will automatically remain alive in the mind. It must be fed.

I think I am a very lazy Christian. I have my moments when I am seized by my passionate moods and will go all out for God. However when times are busy and when my spirit is down in the dumps, these spiritual disciplines are very often the first to go. Therefore, it is no surprise that I often forget the truth and end up listening instead to those that are of the dark. CS Lewis reminds me of the importance of reading the Word, of going to church, of holding these truths before ones mind until it is so fully ingrained into our thoughts and behaviour. I need this else I drift.

Next, comes the most startling and yet beautiful truth of this chapter.

The main thing we learn from a serious attempt to practice the Christian virtue is that we fail. If there was any idea that God had set us a sort of exam and that we might get good marks by deserving them, that has to be wiped out. If there was any idea of a sort of bargain-any idea that we could perform our side of the contract and thus put God in our debts so that it was up to Him, in mere justice, to perform His side-that has to be wiped out.

Then comes another discovery…If you devoted every moment of your whole life exclusively to His service you could not give Him anything that was not in a sense His own already… It is like a small child going to his father and saying, ‘Daddy, give me sixpence to buy you a birthday present.’ Of course, the father does, and he is pleased with the child’s present. It is all very nice and proper, but only an idiot would think that the father is sixpence to the good on the transaction. When a man has made these 2 discoveries God can really get to work. It is after that that real life begins.

Precisely what God did: blown my self righteousness to bits and making me finally realize I can’t do it at all. It’s impossible. I failed to be a Christian. Only God can make one a Christian. Any attempt to do so with ones own strength is futile and bring about despair. That’s when grace comes into the picture. God enables us but it is still a gift. There is nothing I can boast except the saving grace and kindness of the Father.

To be

I closed my eyes and remembered Love.

You never gave up on me.
You stood Your ground when I faltered.
You smiled and that makes all the difference.

You make me wanna keep going
You make me wanna keep pushing through
You make me wanna sing and explore

Give me the strength to be myself
The strength to be who You made me to be
Grant me the courage to chase my dreams
The dreams You’ve written in my heart

You make me wanna keep going
You make me wanna keep pushing through
You make me wanna sing and explore

 

The Climb by Miley Cyrus
The struggles I’m facing
The chances I am taking
Sometimes might knock me down
But no I’m not breaking

I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I’m gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep going

And I, I got to be strong
Just keep pushing on

Trust in the Valley

When you can’t trace His hands, trust His heart.

It’s tough isn’t it?
You cry till you are hoarse
Almost a sense of abandonment
Senses tricks you
You feel anything but up high

The shadow of the valleys
They lengthen till it darkens my sights
I can see nothing
But the very ground in which I stand
Even that is a faint view

I remember however
Your whispers during the day
The promises uttered
Never will I leave you or forsake you
Echoes of it ringing in my ear

In the valley
It is silent now
Making my fears seem loud
Yet I remember You
And to You I cling

I trust Your heart
Even when I can’t trace Your hand
Soon, someday soon
Daylight will break
Till then You are building me step by step

Incomprehensible

It’s a mystery
Your love is a profound mystery
I simply do not comprehend
A prodigal daughter I am
Sometimes rebellious
Sometimes penitent
I am a whirlwind of emotions
Yet…
You still love me
I don’t comprehend
Your love is a profound mystery to me

 

O Sacred King by Matt Redman

O Sacred King, O Holy King
How can I honour You rightly,
Honour that’s fit for Your name?
O Sacred friend, O Holy friend
I don’t take what You give lightly
Friendship instead of disgrace.

For it’s the mystery of the universe
You’re the God of holiness,
Yet You welcome souls like me
And with the blessing of Your Father’s heart
You disciple the ones You love
There’s kindness in Your majesty

Jesus those who recognise Your power
Know just how wonderful You are
That You draw near

Run

Run
Why do I run from the very thing I need?
Breathless

Love
I love you
You kept telling me
Yet the line is filled with static
I can’t hear You clearly

Run
Why do I run from the very thing I need?
Breathless

You stretched out your hand
Longing to embrace me
Yet I squirm still
Almost afraid of that fierce love of Yours

Why am I afraid?

Run
Why do I run from the very thing I need?
Breathless

You kept Your pursuit
Echoes of Your love
Ringing in my head

Don’t come too near
I pleaded
My heart can’t take it
Unworthy I am to stand before Your Presence

Yet You call out to me still
It’s okay, dear child
It’s okay
I know
And I love you still

Tears
Fall down like rain
How can I resist?
This fierce love of Yours

I surrender

Run
I still run
But to You

In the wilderness

Somehow with the stripping of all that is familiar and comfortable, I find myself strangely at peace within. It was almost as if by the removing of the noise that bombards me day and night when I was in comfort zone, I found the rest I needed for my spirit. Sometimes, I could even catch a faint whisper of Your voice, speaking of Your love and affection to me. That above all else, makes my spirit soar and my heart anchored onto something steady. Who would have known that in the wilderness seemingly barren of luxury and comfort, I would find You – You as the source of my Strength, You as the Lover of my Soul and You as the anchor of my soul.

Oh how I dismiss it at first when You asked me to move.

“You must be joking. Move? Now? Why now? When all seem settled, fun and familiar.”

In Your wisdom, You knew. You knew that it will be good. You knew that it is in places like this that I will once again learn to cling on You just as a child clings on to the father.

Thank you for this journey.

Let’s walk.

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