In every season

Spring is coming!!

This is MY God.

Today I looked up to the sky and I saw an interesting mixture of clouds. I don't know how to describe it and because I was in the bus, I couldn't take a photo of it. But somehow, looking up to the heavens, I was reminded of that one thing;

That Jesus was going to come back.

At that time I was happy, I was relived, because that's the God I serve. The God I believe in is alive, the God I believe in WILL come back again. But then, it suddenly hit me again on how because we don't know exactly when He will return, how we should be living everyday as if it was our last. In other words, I felt that sense of urgency again. People need to know about Jesus NOW.

But then, I felt a bit lost, because I didn't know what to do, I didn't know where to start. My heart was/is breaking, because even some loved ones have not accepted Christ yet. But I guess, that's the thing. If I keep waiting for that moment to start, or for that grand plan to save the world, I may never get about doing it. I guess it starts right here, right now; with that conscious effort to live my life as a testimony; to use every opportunity to share the gospel.

I believe that my God is real, I believe He is coming back and I believe that He can use me to claim back souls.

Grateful for even the tiniest things(:

I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

Your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

Psalms 139:14

Reflections

I have a new fascination with reflections (and apparently bare trees as well) and since I've made the effort to locate my memory card reader, I thought I'll like show me pictures.

Humility

I saw this on C's blog and because I totally agree and it gave me that warm fuzzy feeling, I'm going to copy and paste it. Haha.

I saw this guy standing in the front - trying hard to control his emotions as he spoke to us, but stripped down and in complete honesty before God. And that is the real deal. He reminded us/me to run to God, not only in our times of trouble, but in our times of success. He challenged us/me to stretch our trust in God and exercise our faith, because GOD IS GOOD. He asked us/me if we have been praying for salvation. He showed us/me that being real with God is all that matters.

I saw his brothers alongside him offering support, prayer, encouragement and drive as he shared. Praying for him before the cue, standing with him as he stood, affirming him while he spoke and encouraging him at the end. They reminded me of people I know who would have done the same. They challenged me to be that person for someone new.

That's the kind of man I'd like; that's the kind of friend I'd want to be.

It's humbling.

Every Moment Counts

There was a shooting in Melbourne yesterday, along Lygon St. 2 people died, both aged between 60-70.

What's happening to the world? Is it really an increase in (violent) crime or just an increase knowledge/reporting of it?

I tried to put myself into the victims' families' shoes. The shock that they beloved has just passed away. The grief that will soon follow. All the regrets for the things that they've said or even for the they things they haven't said. The hatred that will fill their hearts towards that gunman. The anger that will consume them. At times like this, how do you bring yourself to forgive so readily?

Like what YS said, every moment counts. Every day that goes by is one less day for us to be praying for the unsaved, to be reaching out to those who have yet to hear the good news. What are we doing about that? And not only that, but if our hearts are not right before God, we will be answerable to it as well. How about the grudges that we've been holding? Are we able to let go and forgive?

Every moment counts and we should start living a life that matters, that makes a difference, a life that is right before God. And importantly, we shouldn't be fooled by the devil that there is time. There isn't.

Blegh

I'm so frustrated, stressed and overwhelmed.

I am making NO progress on my essay because it's just pure impossible to do the research with no proper articles to be found. On top of that, I'm starting to lag behind in my weekly readings and my to-do lists is just getting longer and longer. BLEGH.

Random Thoughts

It's actually quite depressing to have night classes, or classes that end after the sun has set. Especially if you have to travel home alone, and worst, to an empty house.

I'm grateful that my family is here. I really am.

Deeper

I want to know You, I want to hear Your voice

I want to feel You, more than before

I want to touch You, I want to see Your face

I want You Jesus, more than before

More of You, Jesus I want more

More of You my Lord

Take me deeper than I've been before

Take me further God I long for more

Take me higher than I've been before

Jesus I want more

Jesus I need more

More of You, more of You Jesus

More of You, I need more of You

Run Your Own Race

Stop comparing

Time Heals

It has been said, "time heals all wounds." I do not agree. The wound remains. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissues and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.

Rose Kennedy (1890-1995)