I think when I look upon this day for years to come, I will exclaim out what a joke it is. That life and death can be separated by just one line. But it's no joke. It's more of a timely reminder that birth and eternity are just a breath apart.
And how more timely that a health epidemic plagues us at this moment.
I'm not afraid of what is to come. Even if I'm called home at this moment, on this day, at this place, I am not afraid. It's all I've been looking forward to. But what if I have not fulfilled the extent of my calling here on earth? I don't want to leave any things undone, any stones unturned. I want to live out the life my God has planned for me, to shine as He has commanded me to, to fulfill the commission He has given.
How apt it is to discuss death on my birthday. Other than the fact that someone dear to me passed on to be home with the Lord one day after I turned 18, I think it's just right for me to die to self once more on the day I was given life.
Father, I thank you for wonderful 22 years here. I know that this world is not my own, I am just passing through on my way to Heaven. And on this day which I was given physical life, I re-dedicate myself unto You. Mold me, break me and use me O Lord. Forgive me for the times I took for granted the Grace You've had so freely given. On this very day, I set my priorities right once more.
You are First in my life. You are All in my life. You are God is my life. None, no one and nothing can ever compare with You. Teach me to love you more. Teach me to yield more unto You.
I have a certain habit: I write a Good Friday post every year. It's more of a personal reflection of what Christ has done for me. Despite not being in Singapore to celebrate the bread and wine together with my family and friends, it does not mean that Good Friday is less good this year.
It's funny what Christian celebrate. Don't you think so? I mean, how can people celebrate a death? It wasn't meant to be happy thing, nor is it an occasion to pop your party boopers to. How more inappropriate can it be but to mention "death" in a conservative society?
It's true. Death is never meant to be happy. Yet this death, despite not having a happy ending on Friday, will lead to eternal victory on Sunday.
We celebrate a death because of what is to come. We celebrate His death because only through it, then can we have life. We celebrate death now before we know it has no hold on our Saviour. We celebrate a death on Friday, and eternal life on Sunday.
all for love a Saviour pray "so Abba Father have Your way Though they know not what they do let the cross draw men to You"
I wonder if You knew what it would be like 5 days later?
You do, don't You? That beyond the triumphant entry, the faces of people, the palm leaves and them supposedly shouting "Hosanna Hosanna! Blessed is He Who comes in the name of the Lord", eventually they would reject and despise you 5 days later.
Yet You chose to enter into the Holy City, knowing what it held for You; knowing that it was going to be the last week of Your ministry here on earth.
"I will run to the Hiding place Draw me ever closer to look upon Your face"
We celebrated Palm Sunday in church today, with songs of victory and triumph and also with little children waving palm leaves. It was so special, coz we've never really celebrate Palm Sunday back in LE. Truly one of the memories I'll bring home with me.
I've been having sleepless nights for the past 2 weeks. It's not a good feeling but I know everything is in control because I know Who holds my tomorrow.
It is nearing 2 months since I arrived here in Hong Kong. And the only thing constant is my Heavenly Father. It's something that dawns on me. Despite the differences in time, space and distance, He's omnipotent, omnipresent and omniscient. Unchangeable, Unstoppable, Unbreakable Him. So many things can change. But He remains faithful.
And even though I haven't been sleeping well, although I cry out to God each night, I will still say of my Lord, "You are my strength, my shield and my ever present help in times of need". Like the psalmist, I will say "Let the morning bring me word of Your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in You..." (Psalm 143:8)
I miss home, family, friends and church. But till I see all of you again, let's just say that I have unspeakable joy and sufficient strength for each day. So I am fine for now.
joy unspeakable that won't go away and just enough strength to live for today so i never have to worry what tomorrow will bring coz my faith is on SOLID ROCK i'm counting on God
