The first gift of Christmas.

There’s nothing like an empty office greeting you with open arms….especially if its your first day back after a week (I still cant believe a week is over!!) of worklessness.

And nothing bets its ability to inspire or rather induced my creative juices!

Every Christmas is special. This year was no exception.

It started with the dawn of advent and all preparation that came with advent, which included my traditional “spring-clean”. Honestly, its incredible how long it takes me to prefeeect 725sf of space! And by this I mean several dayssss……

This, of course was eagerly followed by the mile long shopping list, mostly presents, ( ok ok there was the occasionally lip liner & shoes – hey , necessities ! ) and the nights spent making my lil space look and exude as much Christmas Spirit as possible...the result , surprised lil me. I was pleased. 

Over breakfast one morning, the Godsister turned to me and asked ,

“What was the first gift of Christmas?”

I looked away from my breakfast and up at her whilst trying very fast to force my head to think......she continued to tell me about a Christmas movie she watched couple of days ago…

While she was re-enacted the story over to me….i found myself trying very very very hard to remember what the first gift of Christmas was. Love ? Family ? etc etc….but none of these rang true.

Finally…she reached the bit where the answer is revealed.

The first gift of Christmas was a Child. The Son of God Himself. God’s gift to us.

John 3:16 For this is how God loved the world: he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life.

Of all the advent days, this particular one remained my favorite.

Here’s hoping that all your Christmas’s will always be special – as the greatest gift the world has known was given on that day.

Blessed Christmas.

Psalm 17:8

Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings
from the violence of the wicked.

Who am i?

I got into work this afternoon…like any other afternoon. Anticipating what I always anticipate, preparing for what I always prepare for.

Indeed , it was an afternoon like any other.

But something special happened; a dear friend sent me a song via msn.

Listening to it transformed my usually afternoon mood entire!!!

Why do we ever ever ever think ourselves ordinary ????

Yes , we are ordinary , but by Him – we are nothing short of extraordinary !


Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours

Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love, and watch me rise again
Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours

I am Yours
I am Yours
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
'Cause I am Yours
I am Yours

by Casting Crowns.

PS : David , thank you. Today forth, this is my personal theme song !
How very fitting , dont you think ? :)

My Search

I searched the rooms
I searched the drawers
Next was the kitchen
I searched that too.

I searched the files
I searched the books
Next were the magazines
I searched that too

I searched among my friends
I searched among my foes
Next was the stranger
I searched him too

But all I found was nothingness
The more I searched
The more I was convinced
Nothing is all there is.

But one day,
I look up to You
Like a child to her daddy I asked
‘Is there more ?”

Into my eyes You looked, my hands You held
And softly You whispered
“Yes princess there is.”
“Let Me be your everything, and no longer will you search”

My mind was made
My heart was open
To You and You alone
Do I belong.

For never was there a love so complete
For never was there a love so amazing
And never will there be
A love so perfect.

Abortion

Month 1
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I
have all my organs. I love the sound
of your voice. Every time I hear it, I
wave my arms and legs. The sound of
your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.

Month 2
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my
thumb. If you could see me, you could
definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm
not big enough to survive outside my
home though. It is so nice and warm in
here.

Month 3
You know what Mommy, I'm a girl!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad. It makes me sad too,
and I cry with you,
even though you can't hear me.

Month 4
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine, but I will
have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my
time exercising. I can turn my head
and curl my fingers and toes, and
stretch my arms and legs. I am
becoming quite good at it too.

Month 5
You went to the doctor today. Mommy,
he lied to you. He said that I'm not a
baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month 6
I can hear that doctor again. I don't
like him. He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it?
It burns! Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it! Mommy!!
HELP me!!

Month 7
Mommy, I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.

Why didn't you want me, Mommy?

*author unknown

Shine for you....

The entire week has been a string of challenges, but as each day in the last week is recollected upon, its clear that each challenge was surmounted,by leaning on His strength. All glory belongs to Him and Him alone.

Truly, i am in awe. For the second time - i am alive because of a miracle, by His grace upon my life.


Look across the world
And let us shine for you, Lord
The whole world is yours
And I want to live for you

One thing I know
Is that you've changed my life
I give you my all
All you are is good
Give you my heart
God it's only you I seek
Give you my praise
'Cause I believe in you

Look across the world
And let us shine for you, Lord
The whole world is yours
And I want to live for you, O God

All that I know
Is that you've changed my life
I give you my all
And all you are is good
Carry the lost
Make my prayer in this life real
Carry my cross
Hold on 'til I see you

Look across the world
And let us shine for you, Lord
The whole world is yours
And I want to live for you, O God

And I want to live
I want to love you more
I want to be used
Father in all of the world

May your word be heard
May it stay on my lips
To live what I speak
Until your kingdom come

Look across the world
And let us shine for you
And let us shine for you
Look across the world
And let us shine for you, Lord

The whole world is yours
And I want to live for you
Look across the world
And let us shine for you, Lord
The whole world is yours
And I want to live for you
And I want to live for you
And I want to live for you

Hillsongs United

yesterday...today...tomorrow

I’m having a ‘moment’. Not just any moment – but one of those moments where your feeling so inspired you can literally feel it flowing within your veins…..with every heartbeat it slowly unveils leaving perfect, crystal clear clarity. I love moments like these…..i could loose myself for hours in such inspirations writing poem after poem or sometimes, just sometimes maybe even a prose or two.

I know I’m not alone when I say that there’s been much thought and planning for the future lately. There’s also been a lot of analyzing of the past – the last 9 months in particular. There’s been anxiety over mistakes that were made in these last months and further anxiety over its potential impact on the future…

That’s probably why this particular excerpt from Stormie Omaritan’s Just Enough Light for the Step I’m on ( I know I quote this book a lot – I call it my dinner book. Dinner is the one time I make sure its just me with a good book and some simple food.) was appreciate ever so dearly. I’ve read this book over several times over, somehow each time something new – always stands out.

I know I’m not going to be the only one to appreciate the below:

“Don’t worry about seeing or understanding what the future holds. God wants you to trust Him as he leads you, even though you can’t see clearly ahead. And don’t be overly concerned about fully comprehending the past. Only He knows the whole truth about it anyway. You have Him. He is your light. And that’s all that matters.”

That served as a lil reminder to me….


Consuming Fire (by Hillsongs) is playing in the background at the moment…and somehow more that ever before this song seems to strumming at my heartstrings…


There must be more than this,
O breath of God come breathe within,
There must be more than this,
Spirit of God we wait for You.

Fill us anew we pray,
Fill us anew we pray.

(Chorus)
Consuming fire fan into flame,
A passion for Your Name,
Spirit of God fall in this place,
Lord have Your way,
Lord have Your way with us,

Come like a rushing wind,
Clothe us with power from on high,
Now set the captives free,
Leave us abandoned to Your praise.

Lord let Your glory fall,
Lord let Your glory fall.

Stir it up in our hearts Lord,
Stir it up in our hearts Lord,
Stir it up in our hearts Lord,
A passion for Your Name.

Till my next post, God bless !

where the love last forever

Your mercy found me,
Upon the broken road,
And lifted me beyond my failing,
Into Your glory,
My sin and shame dissolved,
And now forever
Yours I'll stand.

In love never to end,
To call You more than Lord,
Glorious friend.

So I throw my life upon all You are,
Cause I know You gave it all for me,
And when all else fades,
My soul will dance with You,
Where the love lasts forever.

And forever I will sing,
Lord forever I will sing,
Of how You gave
Your life away,
Just to save me,
Lord You saved me.
With You, where the love lasts forever.

Hillsongs United

Kiss of Heaven

I'm walking a new walk
I'll never be the same again
Dancing a new dance in
Your Holy Spirit Rain
Your breath of life has overwhelmed me
and set my spirit free
I'm living a new life,underneath Your morning star
Running a new race,in the shadow of Your love
Your love is immeasurable,too deep to comprehend

My Jesus,dream-maker
My Jesus, live-giver
I'm living under the Kiss of Heaven,
and I'll never ever be the same again

I'm singing a new song in the presence of The King
Giving You my heart
That is all that I can bring
You lit a fire inside of me
That I thought would never burn again
I thank You,my Father, for all You've done
And all You're going to do
My past behind me and You before me
I press on for more
Im living in the embrace of Heaven
And I'll never ever be the same again

Hillsong United

Forever ( Hillsongs )

I'll Worship at Your Throne
Whisper my own love song
With all my heart I'll sing
For You my Dad and King
I'll live for all my days
To put a smile on Your face
And when we finally meet
It'll be for eternity

And Oh how wide You open up Your arms
When I need Your love
And how far You would come
If ever I was lost
And You said that all You feel for me
Is undying love
That You showed me through the cross

I'll worship You my God
I'll worship You my God
I love You
I love You
Forever I will sing
Forever I will be with You
Be with You

the universe, me & You.

The sunlight danced as I woke…
A little tango outside my window
The leaves were all excited,
Among the flowers there was a whisper…

The clouds all gathered together
Shouting from high their big hello
The birds all rushed to shelter
But not before their chorus sang

From the little pebbles
To the mighty mountains
From the tame river
To the rowdy seas….

The little ant rushes tell
The grand blue whale whispers ocean loud
The royal lion powders his nose
While the domestic cats purr in admiration

But I my Lord,
I came to you, as I am
With my many imperfections and faults
Before You I stand

I heart races with excitement
My soul knows no joy other joy
My Lord, make me worthy
Make me worthy of Your love

So as the moon is a reflection of the sun
May I be a reflection of You, and You alone.
Forever.

A delightful dinner

Came across something whilst reading during dinner last night. It's engraved itself so deep into me that I simply had to share.

The writer ( Stormie Omaritan once again ) was relating a particularly difficult period of her life. During this period, instead of clinging onto God, she began to believe that God was not there for her. She sought out the old familiar comforts of ungodly relationships and alcohol. She became sidetracked and wasted much precious time.

But none of that would have happened if a strong effort to walk in the light (of God) was made everyday – no matter what was going on.

Here’s the excerpt that moved me the most:

“I have electricity in my home, but if I don’t plug into it, I don’t see the light. I have Jesus in my heart, but if I don’t plug into Him daily, I won’t be able to see His light either, even though it is there. I have to connect to Him. Talk to Him. Worship Him. Spend time with Him. Bask in His radiance like bathing in the sun. Become so familiar with His illumination of my soul that I immediately recognize any counterfeit”

3 Years !

It has officially been 3 years. 3 whole, complete, years since the first time I started officially working. Of course there were all sorts of other odds things that I did before that I actually called work. This ranged from getting paid to do chores, to giving literature tuitions to even handing out flyers! Yes I had some ‘broke’ moments.

Starting off, a dewy eyed teenager, completely oblivious to everything - to the me I am now. I recall how afraid I was, this day 3 years ago. All the uncertainties put together, was more often too much to handle.

But after 2 years of being with the organization, I began to grow a little too content – the unhealthy sort of content. So much to the extent that I accepted the fact that I was too numerically young to progress. I knew it was time to move on but I lacked very vital then. Faith in God.

But our Heavenly Father being the perfect Father that he is blessed me by allowing someone very special back into my life just about then. This person not only lit this fire of passion that I today have for God , but somehow helped regain my confidence , ambition but most of all helped me believe once again that I too can dream , and my dreams can come true.  I have not stopped dreaming since!

Our Heavenly Father being the perfect father that he is not going to let anything go to waste. All the exposure I gained in that organization not only made my CV look good, it built my character. Isn’t it amazing how God can take the worst situation imaginable and turn it around into something so amazing that its mind blowing!

Thus began a new journey, this time one chosen specifically for me by my Heavenly Father. The last 9 months (oh, how time flies!) have been amazing, new faces, new experiences – I can’t believe how blessed life can truly be ! I have given Him so little compared to how abundantly he has blessed me.

Have circumstances been different; would my choices have been different?

Probably.

What’s for sure, I would not have the most precious group of friends ( all equally, if not more in love with God ) that I do today, I would barely be able to enjoy the sense of peace I today do – but above all that , I would not be in love with God the way I am.

Our Heavenly Father is ever waiting to welcome us home into His kingdom; it is truly whether or not we want to be home. Oh, how I wish I had decided to go go home to Him, 3 years ago.

Wind beneath my wings..

It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory,
While you were the one with all the strength.
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.

Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you,
Thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.

Psalm 23

Its 03:40am and my day is barely over. I’m missing Him. Everything else seems so urgent these days that spending time with my dear Saviour keeps being pushed aside. Amidst of all the hassle, something touched my busy and ruffled heart - Psalm 23 by Don Moen. A truly anointed singer he is – so beautifully the Psalm is sung accompanied only by a piano & violin.

Isnt it amazing how God chooses to speak to us, amidst all the noise, providing us with exactly the sort of assurance that we need. Our perfect Father indeed. :)

Psalm 23
Jesus, my shepherd and only provider
He makes me lie down in green pastures
He leads me beside the still water
He restores my soul

Surely goodness and mercy will follow me
All the days of my life
And will dwell in house forever
Until the end of time

Jesus, my shepherd and only provider
You make me lie down in green pastures
You lead me beside the still water
You restore my soul

Though I walk through the valley of shadows
I will not be afraid
Your rod and staff are my only comfort
And You'll be with me always

You prepared a table before me
In the presences of my enemies
And you anoint my head with oil
And my cup overflows
My cup overflows with your love
With your love

Jesus, my shepherd and only provider
You make me lie down in green pastures
You lead me beside the still water
You restore my soul

The Cross & and Switchblade.

Personal review II

Led by incredible faith, David Wilkerson made a seemingly bizarre step from his home and country pulpit in 1958 to the streets of New York City. The Cross and the Switchblade is the amazing true story of how, prompted by the Holy Spirit, he began an out-reach to teenagers ensnared by drugs and violent gangs ruled by warlords, drug pushers and pimps.

In was into this world that David Wilkerson stepped into armed with only the simple message of God’s Love.

The entire book, documents David Wilkerson’s journey of faith. Each step of the way…miracle to miracle. From the very first time he was arrested for wanting to meet the boys who were on trial for murder – an arrested which led to the gangs trusting him enough to show him where they lived…what they did…and how they did it all.

It was this very faith that allowed him to begin a home that could continue to support these teenagers after they had decided to leave the streets. To date, the home remains the only place in the world where final stage heroin addicts have hope of survival.

A book I would highly recommend to all, especially to those keen to serve more than the norm but find themselves holding back….

This book definitely showed me that no call is too great. If God has planted that seed of desire to serve His people…He will show how it is to be done. All that is needed is faith and obedience.

Dave, thank you. This is just one of the many amazing books that you introduced to me. Well, now you know what i'm going to be asking for this Christmas! :)

Hinds Feet on High Places

A Personal review

This book is a beautiful allegory dramatizing the yearning of God's children to be led to new heights of love, joy, and victory.

The allegory depicts the life of an orphan named “Much-Afraid” and how she escapes from her “Fearing” relatives in the Valley of Humiliation. She soon finds solace with the Chief Shepherd in the High Places where "perfect love casteth out all fear."

Throughout this spectacular allegory, you will be journeying with Much Afraid who has crooked feet, a crooked mouth and is a member of the Fearings Family. All this hinder her work for the Chief Shepherd and causes her much secret distress as well as shame.

Fortunately, Much-Afraid is not alone on her journey to the High Places; she is joined by two companions , specially chosen by the Chief Shepherd for her - Sorrow and Suffering. They guide her and teach her several valued lessons that she would have never learnt otherwise.

The book continues to depict Much-Afraid’s journey; the challenges & struggles (physical & emotional) are much like those that we experience during a spiritual journey.

But just like Much Afraid who was determined to reach the High Places not just to receive hind’s feet but a new name as well [ And thou shalt be called by a new name, which the mouth of the Lord shall name." (Isaiah 6:2)], we too need to continuously fix our eyes upon Him and keep to the paths which he has laid for us.

Much-Afraid finally reaches the High Places where she loses her humiliating disfigurement and is made beautiful and receives the seed of love and a new name Much-Afraid then returns to her valley of service upon being transformed by her union with the loving Shepherd.

A book I would highly recommend to anyone looking to deepen their relationship with our loving Shepherd. Hinds Feet on High Places clearly shows us exactly how special and intimate our relationship with our Shepherd can truly be.

science didnt answer the interesting questions..

From the movie Red Earth

Chantilas: [Suppose] we just finished poisoning the earth and everyone was dead in a hundred years. Then what was the point of anything?

Art, beauty—all gone—the Greeks, the Constitution, people dying for freedom, ideas. None of it meant anything?

What about religion? Do we give up on God too?

Gallagher: You didn’t just give up being a scientist one day, did you?

Chantilas: I realized science couldn’t answer any of the really interesting questions. So, I turned to philosophy. I’ve been searching for God ever since.

Who knows, I may pick up a rock and it’ll say underneath,
“Made by God.”

The universe is full of surprises.

Dreams….

I read something several weeks ago that fitted perfectly into everything that was happening around me that week.

Although I knew, that God had placed me exactly where I am today, I was bursting with questions.

Why not me !? Why is it not happening yet !? How much longer !?
Why here when it just does not seem to be happening !?

All those questions fueled by the fact that I simply was not seeing my desires materialize. I did not see my ambitions achieved within the time frames that I had decided that they must be achieved. Progress was simply not happening the way I decided I ought to be happening.

But, one thing had slipped my mind and it took a very dear friend to remind me. The reason I am where I am. My Father God.

Against all odds, He had placed me here. It was His plan. (And truly it could not have been any more amazing) But all the sudden, I turned things around to how I wanted it to be..leaving His plans and desires out of the picture.

How silly of me!

I read something that very evening whilst still bursting with questions that showed me how extremely silly I had been to cling onto all those dreams and desires the way I did.

I realized that I was never going to achieved any of it that way, and even if by some strange way I did – its sweetness would barely be an ounce. It could never fulfill me.

Because the most fulfilling of dreams are achieved the way God has designed for them to be achieved.

Below, is an adaptation of what I read that night by Stormie Omaritan

“God puts dreams into our hearts to give us vision and inspiration and to guide us to the right path.

That’s why we have to make sure the dreams we have are not from our own flesh.

The only way to be sure is to lay all of our dreams at His feet and let them die. And we must also die to them.

The ones that are not from Him will be buried forever.

The ones that are from Him will be given new life.

We do not want to be wishful thinkers.

We want to live with confidence that our hopes, dreams and expectations are based on God given certainty that He is behind them.

We want the hope that comes from God alone and is built on a foundation of His promises to us and His revealed purposes in us.

This kind of hope is an anchor to the soul.”

Today, my dreams and desires have a new meaning altogether.

Happy Birthday Sunita.

God Bless heaps & heaps !

lots of love,
sher.

Father's Day

For the 1st time since its purchase my car broke down on me. It was approximately 8:15am on Sunday when she (my car – yes, I decided it’s a ‘she’) decided to turn blue and lifeless on me.

This was followed by my brain going momentarily numb.

It was strange …there I was, awake at dawn and on the way to my parents place – two extremely rare events. When suddenly,I found myself stuck within a car that looked like she had decided to take up pipe smoking as a hobby!

A phone call to the God Brother-In Law and an hour and a half later, I found myself taking my first ride in a tour truck! As exciting as I made that sound, I was far as far gets from feeling any form of positive excitement. Instead I caught myself taking little peeps at my baby girl from the side window of the tour truck –“just to make sure she was ok.”

At the mechanics, I frantically described the sequence of events – from the horribly noisy acceleration to me not knowing that my car smokes pipes as a hobby!
My God Brother-In Law (whilst still in shock about the smoking bit) re- enacted all I said in mandarin to the very obliging mechanic.

The diagnosis was passed, which of course was gibberish to me. The bit I entirely understood was how much it was going to cost me. To that , I felt my heart jump out of my body via my mouth which was hung open that wide directly onto my (not so soft anymore) palms.

Options were none. To the price I agreed.

Being greeted by hot iddiappoms and mountains of cheese cake at the God Brother-In Law and God Sis’s place was the warmest fuzziest welcome I could have ever received. After consuming that can only be classified as “dangerous” amounts of cheese cake, afternoon nap time it was – yes I regret it now and yes again, I knew I was going to regret it then.

The best thing about sleep – it always manages to make the hours fly by faster. The next thing I knew I was receiving a phone call from the mechanic informing me that she’s ready to be picked up. Seeing her alive and kicking – now that’s what you call comforting ! For a moment …I almost forgot the dent in my wallet this was causing.

By this time,the consolations were beginning to take position and the sun was giving way to the beautiful crescent...

The strangest thing ever started to happen, it was as if only at that moment everything that had happend started sinking into me…deep into me.

The fact that my 6 month old car spent an entire day lifeless,the fact that i'm probably going to spend the rest of the month extremly broke, but the fact that sank in the deepest was that I had missed being home for father’s day.

The last time I was - I do not cannot recall.

During my drive home from the God Sister’s place, emotions that I ever knew existed within me were beginning to surface. Memories of old, locked away and buried began playing themselves over. By the time I was home, the flood gates were broken and there was nothing stopping them from flowing.

But there was something I knew that moment, clearer than I ever have before was that I may have missed spending Father’s Day with my dad , but what I did not realize till that moment was that my Heavenly Father, my Father God , my perfect Daddy was by my side the entire day.

There He was with me clamming me as I grew anxious while waiting for the tour truck , there He was by my side when I wondered how was I to meet the payments ? He was there in the physical support and affection that I received from my closet friends.

There He was…through every second of that day.



That night as I lay to sleep…I knew I was falling asleep on my Daddy’s lap.

The safest and most secure place ever known. My Daddy healed my fears and put to rest all my anxieties.

That night as I fell asleep, I asked my Daddy to bless all those who have lost their earthly father’s and those have never experienced the love of a father.

I asked my Daddy to remind them that He will always be their perfect Daddy and that they are never short of experiencing a father’s love.


That night as I fell asleep, I whispered “Happy Father’s day Daddy”.

Jesus asked St. Jerome in a vision why he had not given Him everything.

Jerome replied,

“Lord, I have devoted my life to your service. I have given you all my works, all my love, all my praise, everything.”

Jesus replied, “No, you haven’t given me your sins.”

A letter from the heart...

My dearest…

Why do you yearn for love that is momentary?
Why do you search for happiness in all places but one…

Peace has only one source
Happiness has only one source
Love has only one source

Jesus. Make Him the source of your life.
For only His love is eternal…
Only He can fill this emptiness
Only He can complete you.

His love…
Is amazing….
Completes you in a way that’s simply overwhelming in joy!

Seek ye first the kingdom of God and all else will be given to you.
A promise, a command infallible.

hugs,
sherril.

He never sleeps
He never slumbers
He never tires of hearing our prays
When we are weak, He becomes stronger
So rest in His love
And cast all of your cares on Him.....

Don Moen.

"Forgiven" Thomas Blackshear II

This hunger is better than any other fullness; this poverty better than all other wealth.
(C.S. Lewis)

God comes to us not as food but as hunger, not as presence but as distance felt, not as fulfillment but as longing, not as love consumated but as desire enkindled.

God does not take away our loneliness but intensifies it.

God does not answer our questions but floods our souls with ever-expanding mystery.

God does not soothe that “old ache” but deepens it.

God does not open the door but prompts us to go on knocking.

For our hunger is a joyful longing.

Our hunger is God made present.

John Kirvan; God Hunger: Discovering the Mystic in All of Us.

Take me further Lord
Into the lands of the slain
To recover Your jewels
To bless all with Your love.

Take me further Lord
To the ends of the earth
To stir within all man a desire
Solely for You

Take me further Lord
To the pangs of pain
Where innocence is tortured
Where the weak have no voice
I will stand , yes by Your strength

Take me further Lord
To those who search yet have not found
To those who thirst have not been quenched
To those who long, yet do not know
And I will shout, that You complete all.

Take me further Lord,
Into the depths of unknown
To search…and to find
To discover all over again…
Your infinite love

I can't believe the way
Your love has got a hold on me
Each morning I wake to find You near
You lift me above my fears
And set my feet on solid ground
All of my days belong to You

And I breathe in Your breath of life that fills my heart
You are my all consuming fire

I stand here before You
In wide opened wonder
Amazed at the glory of You
The power of heaven
Revealing Your purpose in me
As I'm reaching for You

Hillsong

I simply dance...for You.

Dancing and dancing and dancing !
I simply dance for Your glory
I dance to your praises
I dance for You my Lord have set me free!

No longer do I fear, no longer do I worry
Yes ! I have been blessed beyond dreams!
Your love completes me
Truly with faith I know – it’s by Your plan I live!

When they say how was it possible ?!
I say it is , with You my King !
You’ve done it all for me,

That’s how it was possible !

You my King have made all possible !
Every dream , every ambition , every vision
Now seem like grains of sand
When measured by the blessings of today.

I sing , I dance !
Trumpeting to all
That by You my King , I dance forever !

22 Wonderful Wonders !

Thank you
For everyday of sunshine
For the rain that sometimes passed thru
And the faithful rainbow that always followed
But most of all, the ability to love them all just the same

Thank you
For the softness of heart
The warmth of smile
The hands to embrace
But above all, the ability to appreciate them all just the same

Thank you
For the pillars of strength
The rational of mind
The knowledge of endless faith
But most of, Thy graces that see me thru

Thank you
For the fires that purify
The deserts that test
The diamonds that refine
But above all, the gold and glory of Your love

Thank you
For Your faithfulness
Your ever ceasing guidance
Your awesome love
But above all, Your incomprehensible nature to love.

Thank you,
For choosing me
For blessing me with more than I could have ever imagined.

You are forever in my life
You see me through the seasons
Cover me with Your hands
And lead me in Your righteousness
And I look to You
And I wait on You

I’ll sing to You Lord, a hymn of love
I’m carried in everlasting arms
For Your faithfulness to me
You’ll never let me go
Through it all

Hallelujah…

Hallelujah…

-Hillsongs-

Forever..

With every breath,
A yearning grows stronger,
A yearning just to be..
A heart beat closer to my King

He whispers softly
“My princess, My own”
His words I hear
My King forever more

He adorns me with jewels..
Rarest and most precious
He whisper’s
“None of these more precious than you”

My garments of silk
Oh how delicate and soft
But the most delicate and soft,
The heart within my King

His words are just,
His promises are real,
He is my King ,
His princess, forever more, i'll be.

Into the world He sent me,
His princess in a warrior’s amour,
Declaring His promise,
Standing by His word.

He whispered softly
“Though all else forsake you, I will not forsake you,
Onto my palms your name I've carved.'
Your King forever more, I remain.

To my King I belong
By His purpose I stand
I am my Beloved’s, and my Beloved's mine.

…there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain. And I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my…little life.

- taken from the movie : American Beauty

Your love is extravagant
Your friendship....intimate
I find I’m moving to the rythyms of your grace
Your fragrance is intoxicating in our secret place


Spread wide in the arms of Christ
Is the love that covers sin
No greater love have I ever known
You considered me a friend´
capture my heart again

- darrell evans

My Child,

You may not know me, but I know everything about you. (Psalm 139:1)

I know when you sit down and when you rise up. (Psalm 139:2)

I am familiar with all your ways. (Psalm 139:3)

Even the very hairs on your head are numbered. (Matthew 10:29-31)

For you were made in my image. (Genesis 1:27)

In me you live and move and have your being. (Acts 17:28)

For you are my offspring. (Acts 17:28)

I knew you even before you were conceived. (Jeremiah 1:4-5)

I chose you when I planned creation. (Ephesians 1:11-12)

You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book. (Psalm 139:15-16)

I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live. (Acts 17:26)

You are fearfully and wonderfully made. (Psalm 139:14)

I knit you together in your mother's womb. (Psalm 139:13)

And brought you forth on the day you were born. (Psalm 71:6)

I have been misrepresented by those who don't know me. (John 8:41-44)

I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love. (1 John 4:16)

And it is my desire to lavish my love on you. (1 John 3:1)

Simply because you are my child and I am your Father. (1 John 3:1)

I offer you more than your earthly father ever could. (Matthew 7:11)

For I am the perfect father. (Matthew 5:48)

Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand. (James 1:17)

For I am your provider and I meet all your needs. (Matthew 6:31-33)

My plan for your future has always been filled with hope. (Jeremiah 29:11)

Because I love you with an everlasting love. (Jeremiah 31:3)

My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore. (Psalms 139:17-18)

And I rejoice over you with singing. (Zephaniah 3:17)

I will never stop doing good to you. (Jeremiah 32:40)

For you are my treasured possession. (Exodus 19:5)

I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul. (Jeremiah 32:41)

And I want to show you great and marvelous things. (Jeremiah 33:3)

If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me. (Deuteronomy 4:29)

Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart. (Psalm 37:4)

For it is I who gave you those desires. (Philippians 2:13)

I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine. (Ephesians 3:20)

For I am your greatest encourager. (2 Thessalonians 2:16-17)

I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles. (2 Corinthians 1:3-4)

When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you. (Psalm 34:18)

As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart. (Isaiah 40:11)

One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes. (Revelation 21:3-4)

And I'll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth. (Revelation 21:3-4)

I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus. (John 17:23)

For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed. (John 17:26)

He is the exact representation of my being. (Hebrews 1:3)

He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you. (Romans 8:31)

And to tell you that I am not counting your sins. (2 Corinthians 5:18-19)

Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled. (2 Corinthians 5:18-19)

His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you. (1 John 4:10)

I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love. (Romans 8:31-32)

If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me. (1 John 2:23)

And nothing will ever separate you from my love again. (Romans 8:38-39)

Come home and I'll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen. (Luke 15:7)

I have always been Father, and will always be Father. (Ephesians 3:14-15)

My question is…Will you be my child? (John 1:12-13)

I am waiting for you. (Luke 15:11-32)




Love,

Your Dad,

Almighty God.


'Father's Love Letter used by permission Father Heart Communications Copyright 1999-2006 www.FathersLoveLetter.com'

I was there
When you drew the breath of life
And I could hear your voice
The first time that you cried
And though you couldn't see Me
I was very near
And there's something now
That I want you to hear

You will always be a child
In my eyes
And when you need some love
My arms are open wide
And even when you're growing old
I hope you realize
You will always be a child
In my eyes

I was there the first time
That you prayed
And I heard
All the promises you made
And when you fell before Me
Crying, Father, I have sinned
I picked you up
And held you close again

-Ray Boltz.

The Bookmark of Saint Teresa of Avila

Let nothing disturb you;
Let nothing make you afraid.
All things are passing;
God alone never changes.
Patience gains all things.
Who has God wants nothing.
God alone suffices.

Happy Birthday Mummy

Blessings, blessings, blessings,

Blessing I pray
For you obeyed Him
Though all else yelled impossible!
You obeyed Him, and allowed life

Blessing I pray
For you remained faithful to Him
In all moments,
From Him did you gained all wisdom and strength

Thank you Mummy
For giving me the greatest gift of all
The gift of faith in Him
Like you, I too will cling to Him at all times.

Happy Birthday Mummy , love you dearly.

KAIROS

In Your time Lord,
Comfort for the broken,
Strength for the weak,
Courage for those in fear.

In Your time Lord,
Tears wiped away,
Strength renewed,
Eyes opened to Your infinite glory.

In Your time Lord
The fruits of faith shall bloom
Purifying fires put to rest
Strength of stone bestowed

In Your time Lord
The purpose revealed
For each and all
Who choose You as Lord and Saviour

These and more,
You have promised,
For Your people,
For those who wait upon You .

I received an email last week. An email that stirred my innermost being , not only provoking thoughts..but confirming what I felt I should be doing…

i replied the email and shared it with my closet friends…they prompted me to share it with all. The meditation he speaks of is what was posted in my previous post.

Here it is..


Dear Louisa,

I found your wonderful poem today by "divine accident." Every week, I search via Google for the phrase "will you bless me" because it's the title of a children's book I helped publish. This week's search brought me directly to one place: your poem!

The heart and words of your poem, "I'm home, My Love" are so timely and inspiring to me. Why? Because a very close friend of mine (named Peter) just learned that his wife (Sarah) has decided to separate from him after 23 years of marriage. It's a very painful, heartbreaking situation, and it seems to me that only a miracle willd restore this broken marriage and family of four.

I know your poem speaks of straying from God and returning to the Lord Himself, your First Love. But as I read it today, the words also seemed so fitting for Peter and Sarah's circumstances. So, as huge as a miracle as it would be, I am hoping and praying that the heart and words you wrote would flow from Sarah's heart -- not only for the Lord Jesus Himself, but also for her husband Peter. Would you join me in that prayer?

Today, I printed out your poem and was ready to walk away from the computer to share it with my family -- but then I felt inspired to write you this word of encouragement and thanks, realizing that you'd never know how personally meaningful it was to someone here thousands of miles away in the USA. It also dawned on me that you'd especially appreciate this Meditation (printed below, which speaks of your mission.).

May the Lord of the Universe
continue to inspire you and
guide you along the path.

Thank you Joseph for sharing this with me.

GOD HAS CREATED ME
God has created me
to do Him some definite service.
He has committed some work to me
which He has not committed to another.

I HAVE A MISSION
I may never know it in this life
but I shall be told it in the next.

I AM A LINK IN A CHAIN
A bond of connection between persons
He has not created me for naught
I shall do good — I shall do His work
I shall be an angel of peace
A preacher of truth in my own place
while not intending it
if I do but keep his commandments.

THEREFORE I WILL TRUST HIM
whatever I am, I can never be thrown away if I am in sickness, my sickness may serve Him in perplexity, my perplexity may serve Him if I am in sorrow, my sorrow may serve Him.

HE DOES NOTHING IN VAIN
He knows what he is about
He may take away my friends
He may throw me among strangers
He may make me feel desolate
make my spirits sink
hide my future from me – still
HE KNOWS WHAT HE IS ABOUT.

- John Henry Newman

I'm home , My Love.

I was climbing the highest mountain
You were leading me…
You showed me safest paths
Your strongest guards, sent forth for me

You held me close…
The prettiest flowers of the valley
You placed upon my hair
By the coolest waters..You allowed me rest.

But from the path I strayed
To paths that were no longer safe…
Your guidance…I forced away
Your flowers..I crushed

I stood on rocky edges..
On quicksand I place my tents
Poisonous flowers and fruits I ate..
And all I began to feel…was pain

My Love, I have fallen
From You I strayed
You I have betrayed
You I crucified

Please, will You forgive me?
Please, will you bless me with the grace to forgive myself?
All I want to do is be faithful to You, my love
I long to come back onto your paths..

My love, I have never felt more sorry
The pain of my fault hurts so very much
A pain I willingly bear..for so great was my fault
To Your perfect love , I long to return.

My Love, I need Your strength
My Love, I need Your guidance
My Love , I cant live without You
I need You. Now. More than ever before.

Be my strength in my weaknesses
Be the balm that soothes this pain
Be the joy the my trickling tears are
For I love You..and only You

Jesus take the wheel by Carrie Underwood

She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati
On a snow white Christmas Eve
Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy with the baby in the backseat
Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and gasoline
It would been a long hard year
She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention
She was going way to fast
Before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass
She saw both their lives flash before her eyes
She didn't even have time to cry
She was sooo scared
She threw her hands up in the air

Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this all on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on
Jesus take the wheel

It was still getting colder when she made it to the shoulder
And the car came to a stop
She cried when she saw that baby in the backseat sleeping like a rock
And for the first time in a long time
She bowed her head to pray
She said I'm sorry for the way
I've been living my life
I know I've got to change
So from now on tonight

Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this all my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on

Oh, Jesus take the wheel
Oh, I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
Save me from this road I'm on
From this road I'm on
Jesus take the wheel
Oh, take it, take it from me

Happy 4th Birthday Rahul !

A precious gift to more than one,
A heavenly blessing,
Every inch crafted perfectly
With every smile, joy, joy immeasurable

The moon could have never told
How your little snore four years ago
Could have melted the least worthy of them all
A memory, able to warm the coldest day

The stars could have never shown
The healing your innocence would channel
Love in its truest form
I was taught, looking into your eyes

The winds could never have whispered
The warmth your embraces have
The laughter and amazement all you say bring
Rahul , such a blessing , such a gift you are.

As the clouds pass on
Each day a memory made with your precious smile
I look to heavens, and I thank Him for the gift of you.
This amazing creation, my humble life has been blessed with.

Happy 4Th Birthday Rahul.

Love you so very dearly.

A glimpse of what was...

something i stumbled upon today , written at the start of 2002.
if only i had known, of what was to be. :)


Will i ever make it ?
He knows, and time will tell.
But i know i will..somehow..oneday.
All shall be shown , all shall be proven
Worries washed away , cares lifted off
My being finally at peace.

My heart shall dance to Your rhythm thats within me
A rhythm now locked, bound by the cares of the world
For my dancing to the songs of the world will soon end
Then, only Your song will be heard and known.


THE AIM
1. to do the unexpected
2. to touch the heavens high
3. to silence all demons
4. to be the unthinkable
5. to own a heart of gold
6. to be within all hearts
7. to bow for all passings

My words do no justice
And my actions are far from perfect
For love is overwhelming…

Who is it ?
That’s lighten my burden
Stilled my restless heart
And still…only loves me more.

The flame is burning
The desire endless
The decision has been made

To You, I belong.

My love song

Beaten, bruised and burnt…to be nothing less than the finest
Purified in flames..
Cut to perfection…
Made whole…by love beyond all nature can imagine

Alone…yet never a moment lonely
A single call.. and my hand You hold
In Your presence…..i am least worthy
Yet made whole..by love..fullfilling.

The thorn of love...that pierces so deep.. is so sweet.
Longing, thirsting, endlessly eager for more of You…
With You.. I belong. With You..I am home
Made whole…by love …unconditional

Broken heart…made new
Tears…are none but joy
Pain no longer stains.…
By Your love..i am complete.

Purified

A personal favorite by Micheal W. Smith..


Where the angels see
You are praised as You should be.
But how can I express
My yearning for Your Holiness.
May it be (that)

I will open up my heart
Search me in the deepest part.
And I will stand in cleansing fire,
By You, purified,
By You I'm purified.

Savior of my soul
To your strength I yield control.
Purge me of my stain
Sin will lose it's mortal reign.
Make me free (and)

I will open up my heart
Search me in the deepest part.
And I will stand in cleansing fire,
By You, purified,
By You I'm purified.

You are Holy
You are Holy
Yes You are Holy
You are Holy
You are Holy
Holy

I will open my heart
Search me in the deepest part.
And I will stand in cleansing fire,
By You, purified,
By You I'm purified. (for You)

You are Holy
You are Holy
Yes You are Holy
You are Holy
You are Holy
Holy

Christan James Netto

A gift heaven’s from arms,

Tresure beyond all measure,

Sweetness..like never imagined.

A sign , of love perfected.

A masterpiece....crafted by God

Every strand of your hair counted,

Every eye lash prefectly placed.

Your name, He has craved on palms of His hand,

You are , A sign of His perfection,

A sign of His glory,

Above all, a sign of His love.

Always remember…

Its only His love that completes you,

Its only His love that makes you whole,

For His love , is truly above all.

Poetry composed between 2004 - 2006

Nightingale’s Dance

Glowing heart… On gentle feet..
Dancing ...dancing...
Purity beyond…. worldly matter
From leaf to branch... Sunset to sunrise..

The open horizons…
Strength and freedom eternal.
Heart no longer sealed..
Hands…embraces with abundance

Fingers that heal….and love
Words...of compassion and care
Visions of beauty…transcending all wisdom
Caresses ..eternally infinite.

Silvery moon rises..nights only hope
Constellations ...tell a story..
A million years never to forget.
Of an ancient day..never to return.



That Midnite Hour

The Virgin Mother kneels upon the floor
And holds her baby in her arm,
Her heart is gladder than her lips can say,
To keep her new born baby snug and warm,
A babe more sweet and fair and dear
Than any rose bud in the bright sunshine,
O, blessed maid, God's son is also thine.

Twas holy midnight, when He came to earth:
A drop of dew upon the fresh green grass,
A little star that fell upon her lap,
A cooing babe, that seeks her.
The hopes of all the sin-cursed world
Upon this baby's eyelids rest.

And ever since the midnight hour is holy,
To wonderment and love for Him who came,
To save the world, God's own incarnate Word.
He came in darkness, He who was The Light,
His godhead shone from clear blue baby eyes,
The curse of earth's first sin lifted then,
That midnight hour reopened paradise.

Poetry composed between 1996 - 2003

Heart And Soul

In my wake
I am trapped between sanity and fantasy
Reminiscing moments that keep flashing
Making me lost in my wake

In my heart
I am terrified of myself
Riding in my feelings
Making me lost in my wake

In my soul
I am tackling the web of sin
Repenting the days of darkness
Hoping new light will came in

In my days between life and death
Between sanity and insanity
I'm trapped.


My Song of Songs

The heart bleeds all night ,
mourns all day
Belonging to the one of forgotten spirits
Songs of day with streams of tears
Shattered hopes and distant longings
Cries of joy, hollow with passion
All now lie a distant...
A sailor of life
The wanderer of meaning
Bound within bars
A life to worship, a life never known
The skies of faded blue
The seas of dusty grey
A lifeless body with a singing soul
Eyes looking for the heavens
A soul that will one day rest
For now remains the distant silence.


Untitled

Within each life
One finds meaning for the next
Within each failure
Strength to succeed for the next
Within each tear
The strength to smile with tomorrow.
The warm embraces of summer
The hope and strength of winter
The love that surrounds sadly never seen
A world that mocks
Only to deny the truth
the strength to smile
though tears flow alone
to taste the flavors of life
to cherish every drop
to pray, with the faith of a seed.
With strength at heart and bow at hand
All can be aspired,all can be achieved
For heaven and all her angels
Worship with joy.


Dawn

Clouds of doubt,
Eclogues the mind
Sprit's tangled
Within the web of sorrow
The heart is buried
Under the dirt and maggots of life
And daggers are thrown at my eyes.
Though they try, they have not succeeded
The righteous always prevails
The sun shall set
So will all mourning
And with dawn
New hope and meaning.


Hope

Despair lingers with the soul
Tears flow down alone
Confusion eclogues the mind
And all tenderness lie a distant
The soul lingers on
And despair is pushed away
For comfort is due
The heart will sing now
Smiles that were put away
Will now be unveil
And the eyes of tears
Wiped away by joy
For love and its endless flow
Has taken over the heart
The memories of old - destroyed to dust


LIFE vs. DEATH

The channel of emotions
A river running wild
A blast of current,Runs from below
The stillness is gone
The rocks and bricks have returned
The beings are chocked
The grass withers away
All that has been returns to mock
The decision has been made
Perseverance to sustain
The rocks shattered to dust
For the being breathes
The soul lives on
Ridicule and mocking
Emotions never to be left
Strength has been renewed
Trivial emotions have been burnt
For the love of life is within the soul
The soul will live forever.


The Wall

Tears hidden behind a wall
Smiles a painted mask
A heart that sings alone
And mourns in the dark
Memories of old,kept locked away
Tears of joy,turned to rock
Whispers that soothe gone the distance
Mocks of nobody,chokes the soul
The spirit cries for help
No angels rescue
All is left alone
Behind the wall


Wish Upon An Angel

Bleeding yet I feel no more pain
The heart, nothing but butchered meat
Eyes that stare blankly...for love is dead
Emotions that numb the being,
Sickness, the sweetest blessing,
Bitterness, soft and cosy cotton.
Yearns, but no longer.
Misery eternity, but happiness is destiny
Tears no longer to flow,
Loneliness, but distant dream
The lance within this heart, removed.
Though fear chokes the being,
Though sorrow haunts
Strength from angls..forever prevails.


tears I

To be lost within one's self
Is to not know emotions
Tears that have turned to rock
And hearts that are lost of love

To not know ones self
Is to murder one's being
To leave the soul
Mourning and weeping in vain

Though the tears flow
The pain remains
Sealed within the heart
Never to leave the being

It roams, it destroysIt lingers,
but never leaves for peace
Its paces are tainted
Its touches to burn


tears II

The being must be strong
For the love of life
It must carry on
A brave armor must be worn
For the cruel and spiteful
Linger on.
And the fragile
Brought to tears
But belief and faith
Is never in vain

The innocent always protected
For fear and tears are not forever
But unconditional love to wash away all tears
That, shall never end.
Look within, and peace shall be found
Time shall heal all wounds
For pain shall one day be but a memory.


Secret

Unknown fantasies whispering within the wind
Unknown desires born within the heart
Secret smiles unseen from the world
The touch of eyes , the parting of ways
Longing hearts waiting for touch
The flow of warmth,awaiting release
The eyes speak the language
Hopeful desires to result
The embrace of hope,a longing wish
For patience strenthens all
The yearning soul awaits
A tired heart prevails.

Of reasons and must have's

my simple blog...thats a
A keepsafe of poetry..
A sketch pad of thoughts...
A purse full memories…of a journey never to end.

My Passion. My Reason. My Love.