And so
I've moved.
http://josephtx.wordpress.com/
Only for a while, to discover the features of Wordpress, then bring them back to eBloggy :)
12/02/08
02/01/08
Is God Deaf?
Maybe this will speak to you as much as it has to me. Took this from an article.
Are you tired of waiting? Are you discouraged? Does it seem like God is deaf? The closing verses of Isaiah 40 are the rope to hold on to as we hang in there while trusting Him to come through for us. “Hast thou not known? Hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understand. He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall. But they that wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.” (vv 28-31). He is not deaf. From the first day you presented your case to Him, your words were heard. Though your answer seems late, it will come. Probably not when you think it should, but rest assured that God will be there right on time. Hang in there; He is working it out just for you.
13/12/07
What I've been learning
God speaks oh so supernaturally naturally.
Hearing God's voice better comes with practice.
In the multitude of counselors there is safety. And we have so many wise leaders and pastors to turn to.
God is found in the stillness. No, not that He can't be found in the mighty manifestations, but not in the manner that will satisfy the longings of my soul.
Problems and issues are meant to be shared and offloaded to dear friends around, even if they can't solve it. In fact, you actually feel better when you share it (took me long enough to figure this out!)
I have problems and issues, and so do you. We all do, and it's good. It's good to open up and be vulnerable to one another.
Quit thinking so much, talking so much, and being legalistic.
I can't fight envy, pride, lust, can't grow, can't minister to people, can't preach, can't love, can't know God more. I can't do anything. As in, I really can't (this'll take a lifetime to learn, I suppose)! With Christ, it's a different story. When I realize my weakness and come to Him, then His power will be made perfect in my weakness. His grace will be sufficient for me, to live the life He has called me to. Yea, then when I am weak, I am strong. Yea, then I'll walk out of legalistic works of trying to the freeing grace of resting. Yea, it's good that I can't do it.
It's ok when not everything is in place. It doesn't really matter actually if not everything is flowing according to plan, things are going wrong, emotions ain't joyous. It's ok man, you perfectionist. Breathe easy now.
11/11/07
The Crystal
She reaches for the crystal.
This precious stone, a gem. Beautiful, a treasure.
Unbeknownst to her, yet, as she holds it in her hands, the crystal breaks down. Slowly, but surely.
At times, even, unawares of her own strength, she crushes the crystal a little. Crack lines begin to form.
Some of the crystal bits cut her hand, but she does not notice. Over time, the crystal loses its lustre.
And then it is all too late. With a final devastating blow, she suddenly discovers the once resplendent crystal, smashed completely, its crystal bits merely a poor reminder of its heyday.
Devastated, she cries out. No, not because the shards cut her hands. But because she destroyed that which was placed under her stewardship. It was not hers to own; she couldn't afford it anyways.
Fumbling, she desperately attempts to piece the crystal again. Her feeble efforts only served to further worsen the mess held in her hands.
"What have I done?" Questioning thoughts race through her mind. She tries again. She fails.
Soon, the owner returns for his crystal. Seeing her hands, he cries in aghast, "What have you done?!"
"I'm...I'm sorry," she mutters, head bowed.
She places the remains of the crystal in the owner's hands. She could not restore it, neither would she ever be able to restore it. One day, it would be restored, yes, but she - she can only wait.
She looks back at the crystal bits, and she remembers its former glory. She walks on. She looks back again. Then she walks on. Then she looks back again.
03/11/07
Be Still
But Lord, I can't be still! I'm confused. You feel distant. Have I done something wrong? How can I be still when not everything feels right? How can I quiet myself when I feel something amiss?
Ah, but I can. It is precisely in the midst of confusion and uncertainty, that God calls us to be still. Why? Because He is God.
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. (Psalm 46:1-3).
So my being still is not contingent on my circumstances; it is not a "because", it is an "in spite of".
In spite of my circumstances, I can be still, because I remember who He is and let Him take His rightful place as King of everything. When I let God be God, I can be still, and know that He is God.
27/10/07
You have got to watch this!
Now with all this craze over the Rubik's Cube, no one has done it as well as Michel Gondry - he actually solved it with his nose!
22/10/07
What a beauty!
Gosh, I wanna be a pilot!
Except that it'll cost some $8,000 to get my Pilot's Licence. Then do I get to fly this beauty? NOOOOoooooo. I only get to fly single engine planes in restricted airspace, not even cross-country.
It'll be many many MANY years later, much certification, thousands of flying hours, and some luck, before I'll get to fly commercial aircrafts.
Guess I'll have to settle for Flight Simulator.