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Saturday, 24 August 2013

Tomorrow

Now I think of it, my life will probably change tomorrow.
Tomorrow, a day that seems normal, but yet is new.
Tomorrow, when I arise and see new things,
Tomorrow, when new challenges will come,
new solutions, new joy and yet new sadness.
Tomorrow, a day I crave for today,
yet seem scared to venture into.
Tomorrow is the future of yesterday,
The future I so dearly want,
but yet when its at my finger tip, I step back.
Tomorrow, my head seems to twirl around.
Tomorrow, oh tomorrow.

Today, so now I sit in today,
and wonder why I chased so much after tomorrow.
My tomorrow has come knocking,
and yet I seem clueless.
I'll miss today,
but dear God please help me in tomorrow.

I seek your strength Lord, for without it I truly am lost.
Father be the today of my tomorrow.


Friday, 23 August 2013

Grateful

I woke up excited, all jittery and jumpy.
I sat and thought,
Minutes had turned into hours,
Hours to days,
Days to weeks,
and weeks to months.
I had sat and simply watched as my life went by.
Sometimes my eyes grew teary,
because I was not satisfied with where I was.
Other times I simply observed others and jealously envied them,
questioning why they had what I did not.
I thought a lot.
I observed a lot.
I got jealous.
I got mad.
Then I calmed down,
I stop observing others,
I stopped looking and wondering,
I looked at me,
I looked at what I had,
I looked up to God,
and tried to see things from His view point.
I felt stupid,
I felt ungrateful,
I felt "Oh, God is disappointed in my behavior",
I wanted to cave and hide from Him.
I wanted to feel right in the sight of the world
But that was wrong.
So I stepped back,
and asked Him to teach me,
"make me understand" I begged.
He just sat and smiled,
and that smile made a lot of sense.
My Father smiled at me.
I was ecstatic.
I took my time, and listened to him,
I saw with His eyes,
and things made sense.
I stopped being sad,
I stopped being disappointed.
I flipped like a coin,
I became grateful.
For who I was,
Where I am now,
For the things I did not have,
For the challenges,
For life,
For health,
The list was long,
but I had learnt my lesson.
I turned from basing my life and accomplishments on others,
and learnt to see God's way and say "thanks".
I am still not at the peak or best,
But for where I am,
I am grateful.




Thursday, 22 August 2013

My Identity

I want to scream from my loins.
Shout from the depths of my heart.
Wriggle my head a million times,
just to make my point known.

I want to understand somethings.
No,
I want to understand a lot of things.
I want to know.
I want to know why I am the way I am.
Why I seem so different,
Why I act so strange,
Why I don't seem to fit in,
Why I cant, even if I tried to be like others.
I want to know why why why.

I sit and reflect.
I sit and question.
I think I know,but then I don't.

Then,
I am certain I do.

I am different.
I stand out.
Not because I am strange,
Not because I am weird.
Oh no I am not.
I am the way I am, because I am not of this world.
I am who I am,
A representative of the Messiah
A Christian
A believer.
I got my answers, now I live on with my Identity fully noted.
I am who I am, because I am of God.

Wednesday, 21 August 2013

My Outburst

Each time life threw me a challenge, God gave me grace to scale through.
But there was a point I simply did not understand why the challenges had to stay.
I had faith, I breathed hope, but yet they stayed.
There were times I simply stared in oblivion and let my tears envelop me.
Times I hid my face because I did not believe I could go through it.
It got to a point I was simply fed up.
I ranted.
I cried.
I was disappointed.
And all I wanted to do, was know why.
I waited for an explanation.
I lost my patience.
I wanted to trust God.
But it seemed my faith was shaking.
Yes, that was how I felt... Defeated.
Defeated???
I almost could not believe myself.
I, defeated?
I took in many deep breaths, and did what I should have done.
I cleared my space.
I got on my knees, and I cried to my Father.
I told Him the pain.
I told Him how I hurt.
I know He knew, but telling Him again just gave me relief.
Yes I am a Christian.
And I am not always right or at my best.
I was shaken, I was tried, but even though I knew, I had to work in the fact that God had my back.
I am not done with challenges.
I know more are on the way, but next time, I'll get on my knees before the tears get to me.
I am learning, and I will overcome through it all.


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Friday, 16 August 2013

The focal point

I really do not know if thrilled or excited captured the way I was feeling, I would rather have described myself as ecstatic that morning. I could already see and imagine what I was hoping for, I even dreamt about it. It is not like I get exceptionally excited about things this often, but believe me this was called for.  I believe I was more excited about going to this church than even going to a new city, after all the Hillsong church did not seem like child's play to me.


So that was the bubble that got me so excited. I was going to the Hillsong church. I had certain expectations from the church. A large stage, a big auditorium, probably as big as a stadium, a great seat I could see clearly from and most importantly great worship. Boy oh boy, was I prepped up for this.

I woke up as early as I could, got ready and checked I did not leave a thing behind. I got to the bus on time and took a seat. As I sat through the bus ride, I was ruminating on how the service was going to be. I could practically feel the type of worship I was anticipating. I was simply thrilled. Irrespective of the many excited feelings that appeared to be jumping around in my system, I had this pull in my spirit(Holy Spirit at work :)). The Holy Spirit drew my attention to the fact that me enjoying His presence was not dependent on the church I attended. Instead he made me understand that the presence of God already exists in me. "For indeed, the kingdom of God is within you"- Luke 17:21

If you have been to any modern or anglican church, you will be used to the conventional atmosphere of the church. By conventional I mean a church where things are in order, you get ushered to your seat and the likes. Well, that was what I expected at the Hillsong Church. The service was to start at 10am and I got there at about 10:10am. My first shocker was right at the entrance of the church. Since I was late I simply ignored and rushed along.


Yep, that was the look I got on my face when I got up the stairs, talk about a total shocker. The place was packed with people as I expected, but the environment was the complete opposite of my expectations. If the little knowledge I possessed was correct this venue did look much like a pub. Hmmmm, this was gonna be one service. 

Simply identifying with the current location I found myself, my high hopes seemed to shy away slowly. There was no sitting space anywhere, which implied I was  going to stand through out the service. At this thought, I began to wonder if all my hopes were dashed. I could not even see the stage well enough, except through the monitors and mehn I was sad.

A part of me seriously wanted to just shy away and stay in the background, after all no one really knew me there.  I felt a nudge in my spirit again, which reaffirmed the purpose my going to church was for: making the spirit of God I already have in me fellowship with others. I kept my mind open irrespective of how things looked and just got ushered into the atmosphere of worship. Time flew by without me even noticing I was on my feet the whole time, worship flowed with such elegance and lack of concern that I hardly remembered my presupposition compared to my current surrounding.

That was my situation, but then the reality of it is that, we have presuppositions that usually do not depict the reality we expect. Times when we have a glimpse of things in our minds and simply expect the reality to surface like that... Yeah, we all have those times. And very often we see the reality of our unreality, and how things do not fall into place like we hoped for.

Most often we simply shy away from what we get, because we believe we deserve better. It's in the process of neglecting or shying away that we forget the true purpose of a situation. If I chose to hold on to my initial dissatisfaction of the environment, I probably would have missed out on the experience I had with God that day. The same applies in our lives, if we simply shy away because things are not the way we  expect or want them to be, we would often miss the relevant lessons we are to learn from things being the way they are.

Life as it is, is full of many surprises. While there are some we like and would love to experience everyday, there are some which rock us. However, with every single experience there is a relevant lesson. So embrace each situation and neglect the disappointment, ("Trust in the Lord with all you heart, and lean not on your own understanding"- Prov 3:5) move on to achieve as much as you can with the little you get. After all the bible even admonishes us not to despise the days of small beginnings.

The sky is indeed our limit, we can choose to let disappointments reign, or simply stand on the disappointments and get every ounce of victory we can.



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