Wednesday, March 5, 2014

To trust

Those who trust in the Lord shall never be moved. Trust. It is what God has been teaching me lately. I guess I am starting to realize that. As much as I do trust in God, there are so many times when I don't. Many times I rely on myself, taking control of my life, and forgetting to seek His will. I believe the lie that I know better than He, and that even if I should follow through with something that I know I shouldn't, I think the consequences won't be so terrible. Well let me tell you, the Lord has been graciously merciful to me.

I want to seek Him more. I want to worship Him more. I want to put Him in the forefront of my daily life. I want to trust Him more. I want to have no fear or worry.

I recall asking Him to teach me patience, and give me more faith. Well, we all know that God does not just GIVE us those things. He puts us in situations that will cause us to exercise those things, and ultimately strengthening us. Thus perhaps my car dilemma - the fact that I always tend to break down right in the middle of the road during rush hour - is but a small way in which He has given me an opportunity to have more faith and patience.

I admit, I have not always been strong, but God is faithful and ever gracious. I know that I can hope in Him even when I cannot see the hope of tomorrow. You would think I would have learned that by now, but alas, I find that I have not. In truth, it is through the tragedies and hardship when I see His face. For He makes Himself known to me in the deepest valleys, when I am at my lowest. When I am the weakest, THAT is when I see He is the strongest.

With this renewed hope, I know I can rejoice in the face of danger and misfortune. I can rejoice because even in the darkest of times God is in control. Gloria a Dios!

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

His name is Shishir

I adopted a child last month. Well, more accurately, I started sponsoring him. He is four years old, and his name is Shishir. He is from Asia, and comes from a poor family. I realize there are a lot of poverty stricken families out there. I should know, having known many personally. To be perfectly honest, I have always been skeptical about such sponsoring programs. This one, however, I felt God was laying on my heart. He was calling me to help this child and so... I am.
A man came and spoke in our church at the beginning of this year, and seeing those pictures and videos did something to me. In short, I was moved to do something. To make a difference. It is yes but one life, and such a life of but one small child. But it is one child that can be saved from poverty, and from hunger. It is one little boy who can now live and pursue his dreams. His dream is to become a doctor. His name is Shishir, and I think he is changing me more so than I him. Isn't it funny how that seems to work?

Sunday, January 26, 2014

In Waiting

After today I am convinced more than ever that the Lord wants me to go across seas. Its odd that even when the Sunday sermons have nothing to do with ministry, I still find myself somehow thinking about it. One day, if only the time was sooner. But in anticipation I wait for the Lord's leading. Until then, may I seek to grow closer to Him, and prepare for that which awaits me.

Friday, January 24, 2014

Let us Love

There is a hurting world at our finger tips. There is a desperate heart about to break. There are many hearts about break, many already shattered. Jesus loved the hurting and broken. He befriended the tax collectors and sinners. He loved the unloved. He comforted the betrayed. Those whom others despised He served. And He showed them hope for tomorrow. He showed them there was a tomorrow.
Let us be like Him... let us help the forgotten, the lonely and lost; love the unloved, the hurting and judged; proclaim the Lord's name to both old and young; be the voice for those who have none. Let us have the heart and mind of God.

Falsley Credited to Evolution

I started school Wednesday. Attending the local community college. In truth I love it, except how much they taught evolution. It's especially emphasized in Biology.
There we sit, a book of wonderous things of our world, so delicate yet complex beyond our comprehension, entirely insync and beautiful, and its polluted by "this is the world a billion years ago". "When we came from animals", thats when we lost our mind. No offense, but I don't see how someone can study or even teach science and truly believe there is no God.
They say by natural selection we were evolved into better creatures. Natural selection? Well let me ask you, who did the selecting? SomeBODY someTHING had to have the brains, the conscious mind, the ability to make a decision, in order for us to be chosen. Also, a cell can reproduce indeed, cloning an exact copy of itself. But it cannot create another cell with a different set of DNA or genomes. If the world was really made from a single living organism, a cell, then the world must really be a clump of pudding. Cuz we would literally have to be the EXACT same thing as our "parents".
We aren't however. That is quite obvious. The universe is a complex creation, each species unique with special abilities and gifts. We are the workmanship of a God. We were - human beings - purposefully made, not the biproduct of a world that struggled to form order. When man was created, it was created. Just like that. We were never evolved. Why then do people insist we are existent by sole chance? Do they truly desire to have no meaning to their lives?

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Bound to be Free

Check out this blog! Written by a friend of mine, a sister of mine. Truly uplifting, inspiring, original and beautiful. Love ya Anna! "Set Free to Fly" http://annamangialardo.blogspot.com/2013/12/set-free-to-fly_9149.html

Friday, January 10, 2014

God's Language

What do you think of when you hear people praying in tongues? What do you do? Some find it quite spiritual, and moving. Others seem to hear it only as noisy chaos, the product of a crowd of people pretending to be filled with the Holy Ghost. The Bible talks about speaking in tongues, and indeed one must be careful. I must admit I never cared for it. I was skeptical, and thought only a select few were ever gifted , but the chances of actually meeting such a person was rare and far in between. Hearing someone pray in tongues somehow caused me to build up walls around my heart, preventing me from coming into the presence of the Lord myself. I found myself disturbed. I judged rather than accepted. Even still I am skeptical, but I have come to a revelation that speaking in tongues is not bad. More specifically, praying in tongues is in fact an evolved characteristic trait of a Child of God. I am not saying you are not a Christian if you haven't been given your God language, but that with an open heart you will recieve one. I did recieve mine some time ago. I was not prayed over. I was not annointed or even in a crowd of people like many are. I was alone in my house in a dark room. Everyone was asleep. I was fretful, anxious, afraid and miserable. I had a heavy heart, and it seemed no matter how much I prayed in english my heaviness was not lifted. I was overwhelmed, but couldn't find the words to speak. And then i prayed that God would touch my lips with His Spirit, and give me the words to say. And He did! Since then I have found myself ever drawing closer to the Lord. I feel so alive! The words flow from my mouth. I tell you this not to brag, but becuase I am so overcome in joy in this new discovery i must tell someone. Most of you don't know my name or me personally. Perhaps such gives me a courage I could not else find should I tell those I see every day. I confide in you all in many levels, and I cannot say how grateful I am for your patience to listen. I apologize for not posting often, but how happy I am when I do. May God richly bless you all, as you come into a deeper relationship with Him. May you all find that window into the soul where you can connect with His Spirit. Do not be afraid. Do not hesitate. Wait on the Lord with faith. Do not seek an emotional feeling, and do not force the Spirit to give you a tongue. Let Him lead, and watch as He moves powerfully in you. And please, feel free to share your stories. I would love to hear them =)