Monday, January 28, 2013
Black monologue
Staring at the ceiling, waiting as the clock ticks.
Drained from the day, cancelled my appointments.
Weeks of preparation, balls of paper fill the bin,
Just for a hope of a short glimpse which didn't happen.
I might be over thinking matters, I might not.
Frequency doesn't mean anything, does it?
Would it make things easier if I didn't go for the many things?
I guess it doesn't matter, I just happened to be there.
I suppose the friendship's the same, I just happened to know the same people.
It's been this way since the first day,
What else am I suppose to say other than it's okay?
Despite the mask of a smile and thoughtless jokes, it hurts a lot inside.
To love is to be vulnerable? But being vulnerable doesn't mean a person should take that for granted.
I'm tired of things they way they are already, they never do change.
My heart is in pieces, and fragments of it will remain here,
But I suppose I'll have to leave those fragments behind, to seek a new beginning.
It's hard to say goodbye, but it's something I might have to do.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Money matters
A few days ago, as I was pondering on the thoughts on whether I had paid my tithes already (cause I honestly don't remember if I did or didn't), I thought about sweets. Those mini cavity inducing sugar bombs with artificial colouring.
I likened that giving tithes can be related to a little boy with ten pieces of the same candy (which happens to be his favourite). The bible tells us that we ought to give one tenth of our earnings to God. Thus in relation to the boy with the candy, he is 'suppose' to give one candy out of his ten to his daddy. It's his favourite candy, he'd obviously want to keep it all for himself. As the inner battle of whether he'd give the candy, he thought, my daddy bought me these ten pieces of candy, why does he want one piece from my so measly amount of candy? He could have bought more if he wanted to eat some. Relenting, the boy gave a piece of candy to his dad.
Many of us are like that little boy who's given candy albeit different amounts of candy from one person to another. Having the same mindset of the boy with the candy, we seem to think that money is the entirety of all that we should treasure. In these terms, parting with our money is seen as a big sacrifice to a lot of us (me included). Blinded by our idol-ism of this resource, we forget about the person who gave it to us in the first place. Not our boss, not our parents but it is none other than (ultimately) our Lord. Why does he want one tenth of what we earn? He definitely doesn't need it up there. After much guilt of not doing the right thing, we relent, we give that one tenth.
There's something amiss here. We're not getting the point of giving to God that measly (to Him) one tenth of our earnings. I repeat the question: Why would God want our one tenth when he could easily spawn enough money to fill the oceans to the brim in less than a breath?
It all boils down to one thing, love. As how a dad would teach his son on being a generous and loving person from the giving of that piece of candy, God is teaching us to love our neighbours as ourselves. As a believer of Christ, there is no greater sacrifice than that of which was done on the cross of Calvary by our resurrected Lord, Jesus Christ. If we cannot give to Him, when He has given us so much, who else can we give? or rather who else would we give if we cannot give to Him.
As how a parent would reward their son (who gave a piece of candy) with even greater things than just mere candies, the Lord is looking at how He can bless us and provide to us an abundance of everything that not even the world can hold it in. All this, through our obedience to Him.
That is, my friend, the love of a Father.
From miles and miles away I came to see what He seeks,
Often parched from the journey and feeling weak,
Always does He lead me to a creek,
Where the living waters flow clearly without a bleak,
Here I am bound by His mystique,
To know a glimmer of the blessings He promises to the meek,
It is where I realize that it is all about the heart of worship.
That is what the Father truly seeks.
I likened that giving tithes can be related to a little boy with ten pieces of the same candy (which happens to be his favourite). The bible tells us that we ought to give one tenth of our earnings to God. Thus in relation to the boy with the candy, he is 'suppose' to give one candy out of his ten to his daddy. It's his favourite candy, he'd obviously want to keep it all for himself. As the inner battle of whether he'd give the candy, he thought, my daddy bought me these ten pieces of candy, why does he want one piece from my so measly amount of candy? He could have bought more if he wanted to eat some. Relenting, the boy gave a piece of candy to his dad.
Many of us are like that little boy who's given candy albeit different amounts of candy from one person to another. Having the same mindset of the boy with the candy, we seem to think that money is the entirety of all that we should treasure. In these terms, parting with our money is seen as a big sacrifice to a lot of us (me included). Blinded by our idol-ism of this resource, we forget about the person who gave it to us in the first place. Not our boss, not our parents but it is none other than (ultimately) our Lord. Why does he want one tenth of what we earn? He definitely doesn't need it up there. After much guilt of not doing the right thing, we relent, we give that one tenth.
There's something amiss here. We're not getting the point of giving to God that measly (to Him) one tenth of our earnings. I repeat the question: Why would God want our one tenth when he could easily spawn enough money to fill the oceans to the brim in less than a breath?
It all boils down to one thing, love. As how a dad would teach his son on being a generous and loving person from the giving of that piece of candy, God is teaching us to love our neighbours as ourselves. As a believer of Christ, there is no greater sacrifice than that of which was done on the cross of Calvary by our resurrected Lord, Jesus Christ. If we cannot give to Him, when He has given us so much, who else can we give? or rather who else would we give if we cannot give to Him.
As how a parent would reward their son (who gave a piece of candy) with even greater things than just mere candies, the Lord is looking at how He can bless us and provide to us an abundance of everything that not even the world can hold it in. All this, through our obedience to Him.
That is, my friend, the love of a Father.
From miles and miles away I came to see what He seeks,
Often parched from the journey and feeling weak,
Always does He lead me to a creek,
Where the living waters flow clearly without a bleak,
Here I am bound by His mystique,
To know a glimmer of the blessings He promises to the meek,
It is where I realize that it is all about the heart of worship.
That is what the Father truly seeks.
Friday, January 04, 2013
Goodwomenproject.com
A friend showed me a post on this site and i stumbled upon another post which is pretty good.
It's titled the Art of Change
It's titled the Art of Change
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