The old broken melody, blowing through the trees of Eden.
They say the heart of man is too far gone to save...
yet in the quaint humdums of the neighbourhood,
in the midst of gains and losses,
joys and heartaches,
pleasure and pain,
friends and foes,
battles lost and won,
you can just hear that quiet whisper,
of an amazing grace....upon this unworthy life.
After Christ’s forty-day pause in the wilderness, the people of Capernaum “tried to keep Him from leaving them; but He said to them, ‘I must preach the kingdom of God to the other cities also, because for this purpose I have been sent.’”
He resisted the undertow of the people by anchoring to the rock of his purpose: employing his uniqueness to make a big deal out of God everywhere he could.
And aren’t you glad he did? Suppose he had heeded the crowd and set up camp in Capernaum, reasoning, “I thought the whole world was my target and the cross my destiny. But the entire town tells me to stay in Capernaum. Could all these people be wrong?”
Yes they could! In defiance of the crowd, Jesus…said no to good things so he could say yes to the right thing: his unique call.
a Max Lucado devotional
Note to self in the midst of waiting at the crossroad: Can a multitude of so many people, in mass agreement, be wrong? Yes. Can good things be unsuitable or at the wrong time, and conflict with the right thing? Yes.
Yeah I guess this should be 1 of the current hotter movies around in town, that will have most people talking about. I gotta admit, it got my attention a few weeks back with its trailer of a cute baby penguin dancing away like there's no tomorrow.
Having watched it, I must say, it has really some magnificent CG scenes, animations and characters done. For some reasons however, I just can't seem to shake off this unexplainable uncomfortable feeling from the movie.
I found it kinda awkward and funny with the way the producers have painted the scenario. The opening part had this mystical "penguin god" who provided fish and whom the penguins believed in was kinda...out of place in my opinion? Ok, maybe it adds colour to an otherwise mundane animal world the movie takes place in. But from what I've seen all along, when we bring in such human aspects into the picture, the purpose usually includes drawing a parallel with our human world, and making a statement about it.
And because of this 'mystical' penguin god character in the picture, it also brings about the "villians" of the movie, who happened to be the leaders/elders of the penguin body. Throughout the movie, they're portrayed to be religious stick-in-the-muds who have zero tolerance for members of the body who are different, and who don't adhere to the norm of penguin behavior which is to sing. The prominent figure of the leaders was this pastor-like figure who constantly spewed words of condemnation and emotional bondage. Another "religious leader" penguin was shown to be a fraud, (the picture of a tele-evangelist came to my mind), who carried on the masquerade of a "know-it-all prophet" offering services for gains, despite knowing that he isn't really that special at all.
The protagonist main penguin, Mumble, spoke up and suggested to the penguin body not to believe in the un-seen angered "penguin god" as the cause of the lack of fish, but rather the "aliens" whom can be seen. And at the scene where their journey leads them to finding the 1st trace of the "aliens" (humans), the scene shows a church building in the middle of antartica right next to the damaging fishing activity...which I have yet to find a purpose in regards to the story
"Aiyoo...chill man! It's just a movie...what's with all the nit-picking!?"
Yep, so I just wanna clarify that the views expressed here are just minor feelings of mine when I watched it, for I found them unneccesary in some way. And just so that you don't think it's all from a biased christian viewpoint, here's an excerpt from a non-christian online movie review....
I also had to question one of the song choices – Tom Jones's "Kiss" (or Prince's, depending on your point of view). Do you really need the lyric "I just want your body, baby, from dusk till dawn" in a children's film? I would have advised against it.
Finally, "Happy Feet" does go into somewhat of an anti-religion rant. The elder penguins warn against Mumble's "pagan ways" and his angering their penguin god. It was like watching "Footloose." While I'm all for encouraging kids to express themselves freely, doing it along with a thinly veiled religious attack seemed inappropriate in a kiddie movie.
So yeah...don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to bash this movie..I do quite like it and its characters and all. The empowerment of appreciative words from the latino pengiuns(they're cool!) to Mumble's dancing was great. It was encouraging to see Mumble not conforming, nor was he ashamed of what others thought of his dancing, but being who he is and being self sacrificial.
But I just can't shake off this feeling of a subtle anti tone about the church being narrow-minded and closed towards peoples' choice for a radical, alternate lifestyle. (What lifestyle? That's for your own intepretation heh.)
I'm sorry if my post spoiled your appetite for the movie, cause it wasn't my intention. Feel free to give it a watch, and lemme know what you think about it if you will. (Or just lament at how super sensitive I was towards the movie haha.)
They say weekends are supposed to be rest days. Funny that I always feel so tired.
Sat's meeting for the christmas party was ok, though things seem to move slowly and uncertainly at times, I must say it's been a great step and plunge they've taken in so far. Let's see how things turn out. Oh, just gotta mention about this cutey little tootsey girl that I met before the meeting...Olivia's her name. Darling of a girl she is....though I must say she really enjoys screaming out loud... :s
Hello to you too. =)
You want to take a pic together? Sure thing!
Groan...I'm kinda aching and feeling tired all over. Must be from the whole day of chilling out at church and the session of basketball today.
And boy....am I thirsty. I'm gulping chilled water down like it never tasted so good.
Had a chance to hear a sharing from Evan's side and her work today....it was a good eye opener. Definitely a road less travelled...one which requires faith in trusting in His providence literally, and daily. The scope of work seems interesting too..must be some experience. And yeah, it brings the question to me of my next step in life.
Also had a gracious pop-over from the youths of SJSM over to our side. Heh...interesting bunch. Would love to have a chance to relate with them further....feels different in a way. Interesting that this guy came over to me and asked if I know him...as he found me familiar, and kinda got my name. But don't really recall him in anyway....but it was....interesting. =D
Hoped our youths found their short snapshots of their youth events intriguing...being exposed to what other youth ministries are doing out there. Nope, I'm not saying we should try to be like them...no point really. But rather...to ask and question ourselves...are we being all that we can be? Can we honestly gauge our current state and all? Do we see a higher calling and place to be at?
Let's take the step of daring to ask ourselves that first then. May the camp be a good start for things to come, especially those going for it.
Mmm...due to the rain that kicked in right when we wanted to go for basketball, we kinda chilled the day off in church and ordered in Mac. It was kinda noisy and crazy all around man. People jamming and playing all around. But I guess that's what you get with a bunch of peeps released from the prison of exams. :)
Oh well, at least still managed to play basketball in the end. It was a satisfying time.
Finally had the chance to have dinner with some of the youths over at 85. Can't really remember when was the last time I had that. Nice.
And with that, a weekend is over. Fast and tiring it was....and boy, I'm still thirsty. Thirsty dog needs some more drink now.
[Cry out to Jesus] - Third Day, 'Wherever You Are'
To everyone who's lost someone they love Long before it was their time You feel like the days you had were not enough when you said goodbye
And to all of the people with burdens and pains Keeping you back from your life You believe that there's nothing and there is no one Who can make it right
There is hope for the helpless Rest for the weary Love for the broken heart There is grace and forgiveness Mercy and healing He'll meet you wherever you are Cry out to Jesus, Cry out to Jesus
For the marriage that's struggling just to hang on They lost all of their faith in love They've done all they can to make it right again Still it's not enough
For the ones who can't break the addictions and chains You try to give up but you come back again Just remember that you're not alone in your shame And your suffering
When your lonely And it feels like the whole world is falling on you You just reach out, you just cry out to Jesus Cry to Jesus
To the widow who struggles with being alone Wiping the tears from her eyes For the children around the world without a home Say a prayer tonight
..if my voice be hoarse.. let it be from crying out to You.
Finally got the chance to play some ball games today, basketball especially. But at the beginning, I was actually quite affected when the youths went back to counselling centre and played their own games, while leaving the leaders to wait at the service hall for them. Somehow, it seemed to strike at me about this unseen issue within the youth ministry...communication or something else. Sighh, let's put that aside.
I'm personally glad in a way, for the youths who chose to join me for basketball...despite the tiredness. (Thanks guys.)
Had them over to my house for a movie. Thank God for the little blessing along the way, with Michael's offer to drive us back to my house. (Thanks Michael.)
Everyone looking kinda tired. Or were they still sore from losing the game of basketball huh? Heh.
The weekend's lineup of activities just caused my to plunk down on my bed at night. I wonder...do I make myself busy and fill up my time so as to keep myself from thinking too much....because it can get all so overwhelming at times.
But the moments of breakthroughs...where light seems to shine in through for a moment....
...just the morning itself during the worship service as I stood infront of the congregation at 1 moment...I saw....I saw an outflow of joy and praise unto God from them singing "May our Homes be filled with dancing". Almost....a little jumping and dancing around.
...and the preacher's sharing point on restoration of relationships. Ohh....how we all needed to hear that....so many broken ones all around us.
May we all learn to listen...listen hard. And speak, if need be.
..how many times have i broken Your heart... ..but still You forgive, if only i ask.. ..and how many times have You heard me pray, draw near to me..
..my beginning my forever.. ..everything i need is You.
Dad and bro had headed off to Shanghai today. I had thought of having dinner with dewei yesterday evening...but somehow...decided not to.
Well, in the end, he approached me for a talk as he was packing his stuff around 2a.m , just when I was about to sleep. It was awkward in the beginning...afterall, eversince what happened, we haven't really been talking. Guess at times the channel between us seems blocked or cloudy.
I really appreciated his initiative to share about some of the things he's been holding within himself. But personally...I don't know...regarding to what he shared...have I fully come into terms with the reality of it? I don't know....my response wasn't really big...but somehow I know....somewhere deep within me....another stone struck...and perhaps...something died again.
Because someone..."died".
"What..."
That was the only response I could muster within me as I listened to him share. I guess it was really unexpected and I was unprepared. How does one prepare oneself for such a thing anyway.
Sighh...I don't know. Even as I'm in the midst of trying to resolve and let go of so many things within....so many more just seem to come along. God....in Your allowance of it...is it because You know it's still bearable? I don't know....so many that are out of my control, and I can only listen and see, and react accordingly. It really wears me down....I can't do it without You.
So I'm thankful for my brother yesterday. Well....we talked till the wee hours of 4a.m +. And yes...to you out there who mentioned about hoping and picturing a "miracle" between me and dewei...haha, yes we did pray for each other and cried, only stopping short of a hug... :D
Can I walk closer with him? I certainly hope so....for someone to walk alongside with....a brother. Sighhh....I'm really weary and heavy ladened. I really don't know what to do with all these things I see, hear and experience all around me. Anyway I don't have the means to resolve any of them....I can only surrender.
Those that have moved on. Those that are no longer around. Those that are leaving. Those that are lost and wandering. Those that have wounded...
You know your Goliath. You can recognize his walk, the thunder of his voice.
He taunts you with bills you can't pay, people you can't please, habits you can't break, failures you can't forget, and a future you can't face. But just like David, you can face your giant, even if you aren't the strongest, the smartest, the best equipped, or the holiest. David.
You could read his story and wonder what God saw in him. His life has little to offer the unstained, straight-A saint. He fell as often as he stood, stumbled as often as he conquered. But for those who know the sound of a Goliath, David gives this reminder:
Focus on giants - you stumble. Focus on God - your giants tumble.
If you're ready to face your giants, let his story inspire you. The same God who helped him will help you.
'Facing Your Giants', an upcoming book byMax Lucado. View a short, insightful sharing by Max, on facing giants. Click the links for direct view, or right click to save the movie. [Windows Media Video] [Quicktime Video]
Boy...how apt a timing for the arrival of this book. Somehow, I've been waiting for 'this book' for a long time...ever since I listened to Dennis Jernigan's 'Giant Killer: A Heart like David' cd album. (That's almost a 4 year wait!)
Hmm.I don't really mean it as, being so dependant on this particular book for things to work out. But rather more of, at this moment in time, after having walked and being in the midst of a particular season, it gives a whole new meaning to look back at it, for me.A seemingly subtle, yet purposeful timing.
Mmm...another book from Mr Lucado to wait out for.
Found some time to post a short blog for now, while my com is busy processing some batches of sound files I just finished editing.
Was kinda running late this morning...and when I reached Harbourfront, I found the shuttle bus almost ready to leave with only a few people left to board. As much as I hate morning runs, I made a dash for it.
I was still quite some distance away when it came to the last person who was ready to board the bus. With 1 leg up the bus door, the guy suddenly turned to his right, and saw me making a mad rush for the bus.
Heh..it was a funny moment in time, he kinda looked at me for quite a few seconds.
"He noticed me!!", I thought to myself.
And because he did, he told the bus driver and made a gesture about me....so the driver waited.
"Hey morning handsome. Haha...your friend saved you man!", the driver told me as I boarded his bus. Unfortunately I wasn't able to recognise him out to say a word of thanks.
Sighh...God I'm thankful for this gracious providence in that little moment of the day. Because a stranger took the effort and noticed my presence...and waited, for me.
Have been feeling kinda disjointed and disconnected from myself since this morning....don't really know how to describe the feeling...
...something like if you stayed up the whole night and didn't sleep a wink at all. You just can't seem to focus and concentrate, your mind's blank and you seem to enter this "auto-mode" and stone through your activities. Couldn't stand it, so took the 1/2 day off from office and went back to rest.
I guess it's partly due to the weekend I had.
Had a meeting, and worship prac on sat, and sunday just flew past with the service and youth. It ended with wedding service for Shawn and Val.
Yep, I was the drummer for the service again. But I was glad to be able to give and bless them in this manner.
There he is...the man of the moment. Wonder what's on his mind... =)
I like to observe the bridegroom during weddings...as they go about preparing for the moment....their expressions and all...it's just so, interesting. And somehow, a multitude of thoughts and feelings always flush within me during weddings. And I really loved Shawn/Val's wedding photo shoots....really nicely framed and shot. So beautiful....too bad.... =)
I guess all these thoughts within, do tire me as well. I don't know....somehow I get the feeling that I'm kinda working 'OT' in this season of rest...but it's so hard to put things down. I don't know what will happen God...I don't.
But 1 thing I've come to know well...I'm not everything and indispensible, and I can't really trust myself. As I get to know myself more, I'm amazed at the faith that people have in God when they trust me, cause' I don't really dare to now.
I remember this statement (roughly in essence) that my brother told me over some sms exchanges we had a couple of years ago during 1 of my difficult seasons...
"In reaching the place where you find it hard to trust yourself and finally take your eyes off you, you're ready to trust more in Him."
Is it time for me to take a sit, and rest?
I don't know. But You do. And I want to stop all these tiresome guess-work and fearful wonderings, for in You, You long to bring peace and understanding. So I want to be desperate for more of You, and less of me. Draw me, and prepare me. Even if it means for me to lose everything that I might gain You...let me heed the call.
You come like you promised you would I want to surrender for good I know that I need you And I dont want to keep living life alone
So take my heart and make it new Make it true and make it like you Take my hands, I lift them high They're yours not mine to do Do what you will Do what you will Do what you will
I feel like a blind man in Your sight I know that I'm wicked in Your eyes So wash me and make me shine like the sun I want to tell everyone that You're the only one
So take my heart and make it new Make it true and make it like you Take my hands, I lift them high They're yours not mine to do Do what you will Do what you will Do what you will
Im ready now Im ready now Im ready now Do what you will Im ready now Im ready now Im ready now Im ready now Im ready now Im ready now Do what you will Im ready now Im ready now Im ready now
To the ears and a heart, that has heard so many words of death and wearisome hopelessness....the pulpit message this morning came like a refreshing spring, carrying along a fragrance with it...
..fragrance that a heart that has traversed in the valley of dead bones would appreciate.
The message?
There is a hope of resurrection within.
A promise of an un-quenchable, un-defeatable, un-snatchable....hope, that restores. All that which has been stolen, spoilt, eaten by locusts. All from the One who abides within.
Perhaps it was the familiarity of the scent of death and helplessness that surrounded me...having resigned to a so-called "unchangable fact"....for how else could I explain my failure to see this hope within.
If I didn't had to go up to play drums, I would have went up for prayer....I longed to, but I couldn't. He must have heard it.....so He gave a gentle nudge to my heart just before I stood up to go to the drumset....
..."I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in Me will never die. Do you believe this?"
John 11:25-26
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Let Him Change Your Mind
“Set your mind on things above, not on the things that are on earth.”
Colossians 3:2
God…changes the man by changing the mind. And how does it happen? By…considering the glory of Christ…
To behold him is to become like him. As Christ dominates your thoughts, he changes you from one degree of glory to another until—hang on!—you are ready to live with him.
Heaven is the land of sinless minds…Absolute trust. No fear or anger. Shame and second-guessing are practices of a prior life. Heaven will be wonderful, not because the streets are gold, but because our thoughts will be pure.
So what are you waiting on?…Give him your best thoughts, and see if he doesn’t change your mind.
a Max Lucado devotional,
Sunday, November 12, 2006
open my eyes to see what Your death-defying power can do, open my ears to hear Your comforting voice, open my heart to dare to dream for You again, open my mind from limiting You with my understanding, open my mouth to acknowledge my need for You, open my hands to surrender all...to You, Amen.
Christianity...complex enough for theologians to spend a lifetime unraveling, simple enough for the seeking one who would believe.
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One of my favorite stories concerns a bishop who was traveling by ship to visit a church across the ocean. While en route, the ship stopped at an island for a day. He went for a walk on a beach. He came upon three fishermen mending their nets.
Curious about their trade he asked them some questions. Curious about his ecclesiastical robes, they asked him some questions. When they found out he was a Christian leader, they got excited. “We Christians!” they said, proudly pointing to one another.
The bishop was impressed but cautious. Did they know the Lord’s Prayer? They had never heard of it.
“What do you say, then, when you pray?”
“We pray, ‘We are three, you are three, have mercy on us.”
The bishop was appalled at the primitive nature of the prayer. “That will not do.” So he spent the day teaching them the Lord’s Prayer. The fishermen were poor but willing learners. And before the bishop sailed away the next day, they could recite the prayer with no mistakes.
The bishop was proud.
On the return trip the bishop’s ship drew near the island again. When the island came into view the bishop came to the deck and recalled with pleasure the men he had taught and resolved to go see them again. As he was thinking a light appeared on the horizon near the island. It seemed to be getting nearer.
As the bishop gazed in wonder he realized the three fishermen were walking toward him on the water. Soon all the passengers and crew were on the deck to see the sight.
When they were within speaking distance, the fisherman cried out, “Bishop, we come hurry to meet you.”
“What is it you want?” asked the stunned bishop.
“We are so sorry. We forget lovely prayer. We say, ‘Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be your name …’ and then we forget. Please tell us prayer again.”
The bishop was humbled. “Go back to your homes, my friends, and when you pray say, ‘We are three, you are three, have mercy on us.’ ”
Put eight monkeys in a room. In the middle of the room is a ladder, leading to a bunch of bananas hanging from a hook on the ceiling. Each time a monkey tries to climb the ladder, all the monkeys are sprayed with ice water, which makes them miserable.
Soon enough, whenever a monkey attempts to climb the ladder, all of the other monkeys, not wanting to be sprayed, set upon him and beat him up.
Soon, none of the eight monkeys ever attempts to climb the ladder. One of the original monkeys is then removed, and a new monkey is put in the room.
Seeing the bananas and the ladder, he wonders why none of the other monkeys are doing the obvious, but, undaunted, he immediately begins to climb the ladder. All the other monkeys fall upon him and beat him silly.
He has no idea why. However, he no longer attempts to climb the ladder.
A second original monkey is removed and replaced. The newcomer again attempts to climb the ladder, but all the other monkeys hammer the crap out of him. This includes the previous new monkey, who, grateful that he's not on the receiving end this time, participates in the beating because all the other monkeys are doing it. However, he has no idea why he's attacking the new monkey.
One by one, all the original monkeys are replaced. Eight new monkeys are now in the room. None of them have ever been sprayed by ice water. None of them attempt to climb the ladder.
All of them will enthusiastically beat up any new monkey who tries, without having any idea why
For these 2 weeks, I have had the opportunity to lunch with the fellow christian colleague, together with my dept people (which is down to 2 ladies at this moment).
He's seated directly opposite me, separated only by the cubicle partitions. Recently due to some software upgrade issues and him being on the customer service side...I've been hearing him making loads of phone calls. Basically, he's on the receiving end of customer's unhappiness over issues caused by another colleague.
So over lunch, I got to hear outpourings from within him...the frustration and exasperation of cleaning up the mess of others, and being taken granted of, to put in the effort but receive no appreciation.
Sighh...my heart goes out to him. Well, not to say that I comprehend fully all that he faces...but it's an acknowledgement to the sad fact of the society, and the working world. Office politics, colleagues who seek only to protect their turf, back-stabbing if need be, bosses who wants only results but not recognising your efforts....it can all add up to a sad weary life.
Can one survive in such an environment, and not be influenced?
I believe it's possible, by His grace and covering. But it's definitely not easy...and the moment we let our guards down, we can unconciously allow ourselves to be drawn to the struggles of the "dog-eat-dog" world.
My colleague however, sent an email at the end of the day...apologising for the outpourings of his frustrations...saying sorry if any of us were stumbled by his words and actions over lunch. That's a good witness of him I'd say...I was encouraged by his openess.
It caused me to be thankful once again, for His covering over me at this moment, in the form of concerned and kind colleagues. I don't know, it could be due to my age, or that I'm still only a contract staff. But it does allow me the chance to be prepared for the realities of the working world I'd face.
It does give another meaning and perspective to the advises I've heard from people about having a few years of working experience before going full time.
Sighh...but even so, I still have no clear decision on my next step. On the path of pursuing designing academically and future career, dreams and passion aside, there's the realistic issues to consider.
It took Moses 80 years before he finally found himself at the place of being ready, prepared and moulded by God to fulfill his life calling to deliver God's people.
"Even though all may fall away because of You, I wil never fall away."
"I do not know the Man!"
Words from the very same lips of Peter. One moment proclaiming worship and unfaltering loyalty, the next, denial and disacknowledgement.
Was it all just momentuous feelings of emotional highs? Nope, I believe they come from within his heart as well. But as what many people say, Peter seems to be one who's quick to shoot off what came to his mind, not withheld by the people's reactions around him, but boldly speaking his mind.
There's a need for that I'd say, for a bold and unfazed sharing of the gospel and proclamation of the truth. But I guess the question is, do we fully process the meaning and consequences of the words? Do we understand the weightage of the things said, decided and done with our choices?
I find myself in it at times. Swinging like a pendulum, from highs to lows just like that.
Before I proclaim His majesty and sovereignity, I need to know and understand what I'm saying, and how it affects me. After all, His glory is not just to be casually said and mentioned about...it's to be worshipped and reverred, honored with a lifestyle that it deserves.
Before I give up and cave in to my fleshly responses of weariness, to deny and dis-acknowledge Him, to say I'm giving up...I need to know why and what it means. Am I saying I'm not getting what I deserve, that His grace is insufficient, that things are beyond His control, that He made a bad, wrong choice with my current place and situation?
Yes there will be times to surrender and give up on certain things. But before that step is taken, I've come to realise that it would be wise to consider what my words and actions mean, and what are their consequences...I, for one, would dread to find myself on a journey that I come to regret taking, at the end of the day...
..so as a note to myself, do consider, or if I can use a simpler word, imagine, what it means for me to attribute and acknowledge glory and honour unto Him, as well as the ramifications of giving up and surrendering..at any time.
As long as stars shine down from heaven And the rivers run into the sea 'Til the end of time, forever You're the only love I'll need In my life, you're all that matters In my eyes, the only truth I see When my hopes and dreams have shattered You're the one that's there for me
When I found you I was blessed And I will never leave you I need you
Imagine me without you I'd be lost and so confused I wouldn't last a day I'd be afraid without you there to see me through Imagine me without you Lord, you know it's just impossible Because of you It's all brand new My life is now worthwhile I can't imagine me without you
When you caught me I was falling Your love lifted me back on my feet It was like you heard my calling And you rushed to set me free
When I found you I was blessed And I will never leave you I need you
Personally, I've kinda lost count with the number of times I have chosen to turn to imperfect, humane love that had failed me time after time...while a perfect divine love is left stranded by the side.
When things happen and I find no assurance of a physical shoulder around for me, I seem more ready to cry out for the lack of one, rather than rest in an ever-abiding love that has promised never to leave nor forsake me.
Is it because a human's love and affirmation seems more...tangible and relate-able? It almost seems like a fast-relief panadol we take, cause it does make us feel better...at least for the moment. As easier as it is, to just look for fast, periodical relief, it can lead to some problem as I realised.
There's an article that says the long-term harmful effects of over-reliance on panadol pills each time we have a headache. It seems to have the effect of reducing our threshold for pain, as we rely more and more on it.
I don't know if that's true, but in parallel, over-reliance on human love can make us dependant on it, and in time to come, become the "make or break" factor if we allow it. To be totally crippled when we find ourselves left alone, without the company of another person whom we seek to have, to find ourselves asking..."Does anybody love me?"
The days where God seems to naturally be on the 'blame list'.
Yet to those of us who's seen the frailty of human love, the process of being "abandoned" comes as a wake up call...an orchestration by His divine hands to point us to His unfailing love.
Some of you are so thirsty for this type of love. A love that never fails. Those who should have loved you didn’t. Those who could have loved you didn’t. You were left at the hospital. Left at the altar. Left with an empty bed. Left with a broken heart. Left with your question “Does anybody love me?”
Please listen to heaven’s answer. God loves you. Personally. Powerfully. Passionately. Others have promised and failed. But God has promised and succeeded. He loves you with an unfailing love. And his love—if you will let it—can fill you and leave you with a love worth giving.
So come. Come thirsty and drink deeply.
A Max Lucado devotional, Thursday, November 02, 2006
About me
Who am I? You sure you want to know?
The story of my life is not for the faint of heart.
If somebody said it was a happy little tale... if somebody told you I was just your average ordinary guy, without a care in the world...somebody lied.
