Max Lucado - Six Hours One Friday
What are your beliefs? What do you believe in? What are the values or the things you hold onto that keep you going in life? Hadn't you heard of what a Man did for you 2009 years ago for six hours on one Friday that had changed your life in an instant - even before you were born?Peace where there should be pain. Confidence in the midst of crisis. Hope defying despair. Does death have the last word? I can see Jesus wink as He gives the answer:
'Not on your life.'
"It's all right, I've seen the storms and it's still all right." - Jesus.
うまくいかなかった何が？わかりません。なんですか？
And so it all boils down to ground zero again. So apt, the song I’m listening to right now sings, “Lift us up to fall…” Lift me up to fall, God. I’m lifted up to fall, and I’m really falling. Mmm. The song stops. And Nicholas and Don are playing “If I Ain’t Got You” on the guitar. What a sad, lonely tune it seems.
It hasn’t been quite a smooth sailing week for me, thank goodness for someone like Jesus. Too many firsts in my life have occurred in such a short span of time, I think I need a little more time to digest them in. なんてことだ！いえすきりすお！
Okay, I’m off to go make some pudding for the family now.
Goodbye.
I always love nights like these, just to feel His presence and be reminded by loved ones around about how privileged I am to be living and breathing, sitting up at my desk long past midnight, listening to the beautiful hymns that glorify the Name that brings me life.
I’ve had a heck of a weekend. I nearly gave in. But nope! For the tree that is in me is planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream of eternal living waters. The tree in me does not fear when the heat of summer comes, for its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit (Jeremiah 17:8). Amen!
Most of my time now is spent trying to restore an old laptop but Jesus has got to take it no matter what. I can’t bear to face the Blue Screen of Death all the time, really. It tests my patience. And makes me pray more in tongues, which is the good side, but NO! No halfway computer hanging on me while I’m working on serious business, Jesus! So please believe with me for a new laptop, amen 
Thank you.
Right now, “God Loves Ugly” by Jordin Sparks is singing to me through my headphones. A very, very special Brother once texted me this during one of my darkest moments before HM Camp; he said, “Aye reject those thoughts! I’m ugly but Daddy chose to sit by me. You’re such a blessing to those around you and He loves you so sweetly. Deny that darkness ’cause you’re an awesome light!“
I need to remind myself of this all the time, that I am the BELOVED CHILD OF GOD. Lest the devil gets his way in deterring me all the time. I hate falling ill. And being robbed of what belongs to me. God loves ugly. God loves me. He doesn’t see me ugly. He says I’m beautiful.
How precious. I’m so loved!
It only puts one face flashing across my mind. Okay, minus the raindrops falling off the rooftop. But oh, never mind.
This aside, it heartens me to see what Papa dearest is doing all over the world to His beloved ones. A pair of glorious twins who can sing and harmonize so well, singing the beautiful praise songs of our dearly loved God.
And I’ve been feeling very blessed for the past week. Too blessed to be stressed, Amen? Love the growing, the molding, the pruning, the tuning, the loving, and the walking; I love all of them in this unique privileged journey of mine with God.
I can finally type in Korean and Japanese! The only thing is memorising the Hangul Jamo characters that correspond to the keys on my keyboard. Well, watching Super Junior M gives me the ultimate motivation to study Korean because they’re working so hard to brush up on their Chinese language too! But I’ll probably work on the grammar part first before I’m even sure of typing my sentences out.
For now, typing in Japanese seems easier! Here’s my brief self-introduction:
こんいちわ。えいだです、新が歩折る殻来ました。わたしわがくせえです。どおぞよろしく！
Okay, it’s time for bed now. I’m REALLY tired.
おやすみなさい！ :)
If I really care about my health, I musn’t be worried about it.
Every time I get a bout of fever and migraine, I stubornly refuse to forsake the pills for the healing of my God. Truthfully speaking, I downed 4 Panadols and 4 migraine pills yesterday. And here I am going to pray for sick children on Saturday when I do not even pray for my own healing. Oh, the irony.
Then it makes me think, “Jesus, You must be ashamed of me, huh?” But no! For Romans 8:1 says, “Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus“. So privileged to be living in such times when there is still provision in an economic crisis.
“See the pain finished through the finished work of healing.”
- Pastor Joseph Prince
The words of our Pastor are singing about the glorious word of Jesus and His finished work. With this the oil of gladness simply flows through me, much more renewed and refreshed than I had been yesterday. Pastor talks about the soft, golden pipes as in Prophet Zechariah’s prophecy in Zechariah 4. And I have to stop clogging these pipes of blessings and provision, Amen!
Jesus lives in the realm of DONE. Oh, walking in the realm of the finished work is rest.
What an awesome piece of good news, Father! Thank You, Papa. Your work is finished.
Time for school now. And Your shalom I’ll take with me.
