In every tomorrow.

God is in every tommorow,
Therefore I live for today;
Certain of finding at sunrise
Guidance and strength for the day,
Power for each moment of weakness,
Hope for each moment of pain
Comfort for every sorrow,
Sunshine and joy after rain.

God is in every tommorow,
Planning for you and for me,
Even in the dark I will follow,
Trust where my eyes cannot see,
Stilled by His promise of blessing,
Soothed by the touch of His hand,
Confident in His protection,
Knowing my life-path is planned.

Author Unknown.

Inspiring story.

Fifteen Things God Won’t Ask
Author : Unknown

God won’t ask what kind of car you drove, but will ask how many people you drove who didn’t have transportation.

God won’t ask the square footage of your house, but will ask how many people you welcomed into your home.

God won’t ask about the fancy clothes you had in your closet, but will ask how many of those clothes helped the needy.

God won’t ask about your social status, but will ask what kind of class you displayed.

God won’t ask how many material possessions you had, but will ask if they dictated your life.

God won’t ask what your highest salary was, but will ask if you compromised your character to obtain that salary.

God won’t ask how much overtime you worked, but will ask if you worked overtime for your family and loved ones.

God won’t ask how many promotions you received, but will ask how you promoted others.

God won’t ask what your job title was, but will ask if you reformed your job to the best of your ability.

God won’t ask what you did to help yourself, but will ask what you did to help others.

God won’t ask how many friends you had, but will ask how many people to whom you were a true friend.

God won’t ask what you did to protect your rights, but will ask what you did to protect the rights of others.

God won’t ask in what neighbourhood you lived, but will ask how you treated your neighbors.

God won’t ask about the color of your skin, but will ask about the content of your character.

God won’t ask how many times your deeds matched your words, but will ask how many times they didn’t.

Indeed.

Ignorance is not bliss.

I don’t really know this world I’m in. Probably because I didn’t really think that I had to know, or didn’t need to know. What more can the world mean to my life, or even, what more has my life got to do with this world?

That’s how I’d see the world…

until I finally realised that the world I’ve always been looking at is weighing down on me, heavier and heavier as time goes by.

People ruling over people instead of serving them, ministering control, not freedom.
People drawing lines to divide themselves by race, colour, status, ethnic background and such.
People putting new wine into old wineskins, trying to bring back to life what which already existed.

God doesn’t see the world the way I see it.

God doesn’t see the divisions that humanity imposes upon itself.
God doesn’t see the colour of our skin or an individual’s wealth that are used to discriminate people.
God doesn’t see the results of what humans have been experimenting around with God’s self-created Earth.

God sees…

In the heartbreak felt by the families of those who were victims of terrorist attacks…
Through the eyes of a child who goes to school where the windows are broken and the plaster falls down…
From the lonely room of the elderly woman who feels forgotten by family and friends…
From the sorrow of one who had been deceived by a closest friend…
From the place of the innocent victims of war…
From the bedroom of the family whose roof leaks when it rains…
From the anguish of the parents who put their children to bed hungry…

I realised that if I keep on staying in a hiding place from all these disasters that are happening around the world, thinking that ignorance is really bliss…

Then forget about the world knowing God. Or even, the world may blame God for all the pain, sufferings and destruction.

Then I realised, if I am truly seeking true love, then what’s the point of being loved so much by God, hiding in His love, and pretending that the world I live is invisible? I have to bring this great love to this world as well.

And again I realised, I’m already filled with love in my life already, for I am filled with God. Because of this, I don’t have to rant about not being loved enough, I don’t have to keep dwelling within God’s embrace thinking that I need more love, I don’t have to keep hiding in the comfort of the church, ignoring the happenings behind the walls.

I’ve nothing to lose. I’ve no reason to hide. There’s a world that waits for me. I’m going to be a world changer.

If I can change the way I see the world to the way God sees the world, then I can change the way the world sees God.

Beautiful Mystery.

Why do I love Jesus, when the world hardly even care about Him?
Why do I follow Jesus, when people turned away from Him?
Why do I serve Jesus, when His servants are few?

I bear a cross even heavier than the weight of the people around me,
My path isn’t always sheltered from the sun.
The road ahead isn’t always without shards and thorns,
And I walk through my share of rain as well.

Yet He gives me a plan and a purpose,
And the joy that is only found in Him,
I never know what comes tomorrow,
But I do know I’m never alone.

It’s the love always there when you need it;
It’s the words that redeem and inspire,
It’s the longing to ever be with Him
That burns in my heart like a fire.

He is everything for everybody everywhere,
every time, and every way.

But the one thing that fills me with wonder is

Why Jesus loves someone like me.

I don’t have to see.

Close your eyes, and see with your heart.
Shut your ears, and hear with your heart.
Forget your mind, and think with your heart.

For your heart will see, when your eyes fail.
For your heart will hear, when the voices fade.
For your heart has the answers, when your mind falls short.

Go on.

Giving up now is the correct route to take

I refuse to believe that

I am going to see the fruits of my labour

And as surely as my faith is

“The light at the end of the tunnel is near.”

Is not true and

“Perseverance begets failure”

In time to come I will make it known to everyone that

The pain I’m enduring now is not what I longed for

People around me will recognise that

I have chosen the path I believed is right because

Grief and despair

Will eventually overcome

Joy

I tell you this

There is hope

But this will never be real in my life

Dreams will be torn apart

The world tells me

I will not live beyond a few moments of time if I pursue on

I do not concede that

I will influence and change the world I am in

In the future

Evil will triumph against the righteous

It can no longer be that

I care about the lost and the unloved

It will be evident that

The world is filled with injustice and is unfair

It is impossible to presume that

There is a better way

 

 

 

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And all these might come true, unless I choose to reverse it.

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There is a better way

It is impossible to presume that

The world is filled with injustice and is unfair

It will be evident that

I care about the lost and the unloved

It can no longer be that

Evil will triumph against the righteous

In the future

I will influence and change the world I am in

I do not concede that

I will not live beyond a few moments of time if I pursue on

The world tells me

Dreams will be torn apart

But this will never be real in my life

There is hope

I tell you this

Joy

Will eventually overcome

Grief and despair

I have chosen the path I believed is right because

People around me will recognise that

The pain I’m enduring now is not what I longed for

In time to come I will make it known to everyone that

“Perseverance begets failure”

Is not true and

“The light at the end of the tunnel is near.”

And as surely as my faith is

I am going to see the fruits of my labour

I refuse to believe that

Giving up now is the correct route to take

Inspired by a inspiring video on Youtube and a slice of my life.

A Thorn in My Flesh.

“And lest I should be exalted above measure through the abundance of the revelations, there was given to me a thorn in the flesh, the messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I should be exalted above measure. For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me. And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.” (2 Cor. 12:7-10)

Ever had a person you considered a “true friend”, whom you had gone through heaven and hell together, enjoyed the sugar of times together, shared your whole lives to each other, yet one inevitable day, your “true friend” betrayed you and broke a relationship that you held so dear?

Ever had a project work which you were given, and you spent countless of sleepless nights trying to complete it, pouring your sweat and blood into it, and just when you thought you were going to submit the work, one inevitable mistake on your part destroyed the whole project completely, and you didn’t have a backup at all?

Ever had a bountiful harvest you were about to reap in a few days’ time, with the crops and fruits looking so rich and brilliant, with the weather blessing the fields, and yet one inevitable night an impassioned storm rages through your fields, and all your years of labour had resulted into specks of nothingness, in just seconds?

Ever ran a race where you were leading tremendously, and you still felt vigour enough to dominate the second half of the marathon, when suddenly your foot stumbles upon a depression upon the running track, and without you knowing, your whole body flung towards the solid ground, leaving you with an abraised forehead, a twisted joined, excrutiating pain, exhausted spirit, a depressed morale with all the runners running past you as you watched in horror and despair?

So, where will you turn to next? Will you give up everything that you have laid down and succumb to the very insignificant yet momentous shard that has brought your downfall?

Or, would you continue to press on ahead, even though impossibility negates you, even though hope seems to be lost, even though theres just no way moving on would help?

You choose. The pleasure of rewards and achievements for completing a task practically weighing nothing more than dust to you, or the invaluable tour de force you triumph with by perservering through?

Sometimes we would be given a thorn in our flesh. The weak-hearted would tumble because of this, while the strong-headed would treat it as a challenge to overcome. The religious would see this as a way to humble oneself.

Yet.

God’s strength is made perfect in our weakness.

More than just a way to humble ourselves, that thorn in our flesh is what that will cause us to be weak, and when we’re weak, then we’re strong.

Sometimes the most important thing isn’t a clear direction in our lives, it is to know God himself.

For that is why I delight in problems and hardship.

Encompassing, to the true North

A compass is a navigational instrument, determining the direction of the magnetic north. A compass is easily affected by stray magnetic fields, nearby electrical power circuits or nearby masses of ferrous metals, and it only points to the magnetic north pole, which constantly changes its position.

An astrocompass points to the direction where its inputs leads it to. Thus, with knowledge of the current time and geographical position in the form of latitude and longitude, which are set on the instrument using dials, an astrocompass can be sighted on to any astronomical object with a known position to give an extremely accurate reading. It can be used to find true north, the north pole which never changes.

Just like a compass, we cannot lead ourselves to eternity. Our own directions point to destinations which always changes. Our directions themselves are easily affected by the world. Therefore, you can never go to the true north no matter how much you follow this compass.

Jesus, being the astrocompass for our lives, input the Word of God into himself, and will therefore always point us to one direction, God. He never changes at all no matter what, and would never mislead us. Following Jesus will bring us to eternity.

Sometimes, in our ministry, we usually find ourselves in problems, troubles, hardships and what might not seem like the place God intended us to reach. Because we doubt this astrocompass, we tend to use our own compasses, and follow the nothingness it points to.

Ultimately, a compass points the direction to our destination, not the location of whatever is between our destination and our starting point. Sometimes when we are following God’s direction and seem to be still caught in sufferings and obstructions, it doesn’t mean that we are going the wrong direction, but that we are not yet at our destination and the obstacles we face are just part of the journey that leads us to our destination. When we follow our own compasses, we turn away from the actual direction which points us to the true north. Sometimes we may seem out of our troubles and problems if we do follow it, but one thing is for sure, we are not going to the true north.

Sometimes the path to God isn’t really smooth sailing, it may be filled with shards and fragments which may hurt us. Turning back from that direction may bring us to a clear floor with no thorns and shrapnels, but it definitely would never bring us to God.

When faith steps in, logic doesn’t makes sense anymore.

In our lives, our journey is unpredictable. Anything can happen, storm clouds may invade a clear sky, earthquakes may strike a sturdy land, waves may precede a calm shore. Whatever may come, never doubt Jesus and the Word of God, for they point the true direction to eternity, a place where we can never bring ourselves to.

Depression.

Sometimes when we are worn out in our christian lives, it probably doesn’t mean anything close to being spiritual or religious.

It isn’t really spiritually right to be depressed, because the destruction it brings to you isn’t anything spiritually healthy at all.

It dawned upon me that the search for meaning in the meaningless is futile.

Grief and despair is meaningless. Why should I then, attempt to dig out some meaning from it and comfort myself?

What shall I choose then, indulge in this depression by fixing my heart to it, or forcefully and yet painfully, drag myself away from it, fixing my heart on joy?

Wait… My Child

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried.
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so gently said, “Child, you must wait!”

“Wait?, you say, wait!” my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is Your hand shortened? Or have You not heard?
By faith I have asked, and am claiming Your Word.”

“My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance, and You tell me to wait?
I’m needing a ‘yes,’ a go-ahead sign,
Or even a ‘no’ to which I can resign.”

“And Lord, You promised that if we believe
We need but to ask, as we shall receive.
And Lord, I’ve been asking, and this is my cry:
I’m weary of asking! I need a reply!”

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
As my Master replied once again, “You must wait.”
So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut
And grumbled to God, “So, I’m waiting…for what?”

He seemed then to kneel and His eyes wept with mine,
And He tenderly said, “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run.
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want…but, you wouldn’t know Me.”

“You’d not know the depth of My love for each saint;
You’d not know the power that I give to the faint;
You’d not learn to see through the clouds of despair;
You’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there;
You’d not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence were all you could see.”

“You’d never experience that fullness of love
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove;
You’d know that I give and I save … (for a start),
But you’d not know the depth of the beat of My heart.”

The flow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight,
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you asked
Of an infinite God, who makes what you have last.”

“You’d never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that ‘My grace is sufficient for thee.’
Your dreams for your loved ones overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if I lost what I’m doing in you!”

“So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me
And though often may My answers seem terribly late,
My wisest of answers is still but to wait”