Sitting in my room
My eyes desire to gaze at Your beauty because
For me the natural is never enough
Sitting in my room
My heart is overwhelmed by a Father so good because
For me, the minimum is never enough
Sitting in my room
On bended knee, I surrender my heart to serve You only because
For me, the ordinary is never enough
Sitting in my room
Where you are with me and I am with you, because
For me, the time is never enough
Sitting in my room
I will dwell in the heavenly moments with You because
For me, the alternative is never enough
I will remind myself each day that Your love for me overflows
I will sing of it and Your mercy that never fails
Until my heart stops beating and my lungs stop breathing
For me, just one song is never enough .
And sitting in my room,
to comprehend and know You fully
For me, all of my days will never be enough.
Our guest author for the week is Sandra George with her simple yet honest poem on the relationship she shares with God within the walls of her secret place.
Have you ever felt confused about why some days you feel a strange void or a stagnancy inside you, while on other days you are like running water, gushing and full of life?
Has a situation or encounter, that went against your own assumptions or even against your comfort zone, triggered you into a state of restlessness?One moment, you may be floating inside your own little bubble, while the next moment, you learn of a whole world outside your bubble. Or maybe, for you, this pandemic was vice versa.
Maybe the clock of your life isn’t moving as fast you want it to, or maybe it’s moving too fast or maybe your clock seems frozen and not moving at all!
If all these questions are yes, fear not! You are not alone. Life has different ways to show progress. It doesn’t matter how beautiful, stressful, amazing, mysterious, confusing, peaceful, chaotic or XYZ you may be feeling in this moment. Yes, let’s leave a blank space to fill whatever emotions you feel at the moment. But whatever position your heart is in right now, remember that God is the center focus of all life. (Selah)
As we are living in a time frame of a different awakening and renewed perspectives, it is very important that we stay focused on what is within ‘our control’ than on that which is beyond one’s expectation or ability. The pace of our current season is not for us to decide. Only our response to it is within our hands. Hence as a growing Christian, let us be humble and open to learn what God is speaking to us. Just like a child sitting on a conveyor belt that keeps moving on and on, He wants us to be mindful and in awe, growing each day with a cheerful heart and filling up on His goodness, taking in all the sights we see along this adventure.
In conclusion I want to share a verse saying “We can make our plans, but the LORD determines our steps.” (PS 16:9).
May the name of the Lord be glorified! Amen.
Our blog piece for today was a collaborated work written by
Jemy Vinoj and Jocelyn Ann Kurian, who are members of our Manipal Congregation and beloved friends of the church. We hope the piece resonates with you and stir you to a more focused living.
As He heard my voice.
He pursued me,
Despite of a better choice.
His love for me
Has no measure.
So Him will I,
There is no more
A need to hide.
For He loves me And is by my side.
There is no more
A need to worry.
For He has silenced
Every foe and every enemy.
Come out of the darkness
And into the light!
Walk with Him
And you’ll regain your sight.
He is within you
And He is for you.
Who, then, can be against you?
Our guest author for the week is Sandra George with her a simply elegant poem on the ever loving nature of Christ towards us.
2020 : THE YEAR OF REMAKING
This year has
been like sitting on a roller coaster ride. Each one of us had probably
sketched out what we could complete, participate in or accomplish by the end of
the year. But here we are, at the 6th month of the year, not
knowing with certainty how the rest of this year is going to play off. No
matter how the rest of this year turns out to be, I, for one, am eternally
grateful for these months. These months of being able to hear God, of enjoying
the rainy weather, of being able to appreciate the mundane parts of my day, of
enjoying those long conversations with my friend, for being able to mend
relationships, for being given the space and time to heal. I was thankful that
this time was used to dismantle negative thought processes, to reflect and be
grateful for every time that God stood for us.
month into the quarantine period, God took spoke to me through 1 Samuel 5:2-5
Then the Philistines took the ark of God and brought it to the house of Dagon and set it by Dagon. When the Ashdodites arose early the next morning, behold, Dagon had fallen on his face to the ground before the ark of the Lord. So they took Dagon and set him in his place again. But when they arose early the next morning, behold, Dagon had fallen on his face to the ground before the ark of the Lord. And the head of Dagon and both the palms of his hands were cut off on the threshold; only the trunk of Dagon was left to him. Therefore neither the priests of Dagon nor all who enter Dagon’s house tread on the threshold of Dagon in Ashdod to this day. (Bold, Mine)
God brought this passage to me at a season where I couldn’t believe that I could be delivered in every area of my life. I believed that He could set me free from some of the bondages, but not from all. I thought to myself, “Believing that God can deliver you from any and every trauma or hurt or pain would be a little too much. I think I need to set a lower standard. There are some things that we just got to learn to live with. Some things that will always be a part of us. No matter how badly we want them gone.” And God brought me this scripture where Dagon, the god of the Philistines that stood in front of the ark of the God of Israelites, was broken to many pieces. He said to me “If this Dagon would fall, break into many pieces with its head and arms being cut off, there is not a chance that even a single demon standing in front of you can prevail.” I was stunned.
The Ark of the Covenant, which
signified the presence of God, was in the enemy’s camp; it was actually at a disadvantage,
yet, never diminished in power. Can you imagine that the Bible says that we are
now the temple of God in the New Covenant? Now, we are the dwelling place for
His presence. Dagon could not stand in front of the ark. Similarly,
even if you are in the clutches of the enemy, probably fighting the worst
battle yet, the truth is that you live to watch those Dagons fall, lose its
hold and power, and permanently fade away, and for you to live untouched by
their voices. I was absolutely shaken when I heard the Lord speak this to me.
It brought with it the possibility of every single demon, those of the mind and
those of the past, fleeing. During this period of isolation, God showed me that
He doesn’t want just one demon, but every one of them, to be defeated and
rendered powerless in front of us, bowing down to the power within
you. He said, “If you just stick on, hold fast, cling onto Me, I will
bring complete deliverance from every demon that torments you such that they
fall, break their heads, with their arms cut off, disconnected from the body.”
These months during the lockdown have shown me that God can use ANYTHING for our good, but it doesn’t mean He orchestrated them. I’ve learnt to behold in awe as God remakes and remolds me to become a better version of myself, the version that He died to create. He died for us to grow deeper roots and stronger foundations, to bring a torch to those broken places, to fix the flaws and faults, to accommodate for the upcoming years of greater breakthrough and revival.
This writer of this blog wishes to remain anonymous.
The title might strike you almost as dramatic but today I want to talk to you about lies and why they are one of the most difficult things to give to Jesus; which is exactly why they are costly.
Let me explain.
How many of you can list a number of lies that you have believed over the years? Growing up, I was told that I wouldn’t do well in life. And this reflected in the way I behaved at school. I believed I shouldn’t be put in group activities, thinking that my group would fail because of me. I wasn’t happy believing it, and I would try participating. But if anything ever went wrong, I would conclude it was because the group had me in it. I believed I wouldn’t do well. I was always looking for circumstances to prove me right. I started developing stage fright and I would go green if I had to make a stage appearance. When I met Jesus, I wanted to change the things I had believed about myself. But for the longest time, I never realized how foundational these lies were in my life.
Let me come to the second half. Why do I call these lies costly? When you take ownership of certain lies, it makes it easier to face difficult situations. For example, when you start failing exams, you start believing that you are a failure. Over the course of time, your belief even further fuels your future failures and it ends up in a vicious cycle that you cannot get out of. When you fail in bigger things in your future like your marriage or your job, it doesn’t surprise you anymore.It is what you have expected all along. It saves you from the disappointment of believing otherwise. Remember when the Israelites were happy to stay in a known prison than journey with God into an unknown land? That’s how it feels to step out of lies. I call them costly because you tend to value them just like the Israelites valued their captivity. It can make you feel protected and saves you the effort of believing the truth of God. Have you noticed that such lies never feel like it’s been told by someone else; it seems as if it is originating from within you, even if it was someone else who told you so. This is the power of a lie. You have taken ownership of the lie and it is now part of your identity.
For the longest time with Jesus, I didn’t know how to let go of certain lies. I wanted to believe that I was called for greatness, that I am the head and not the tail. But I didn’t know how to do that until recently when I sat at the feet of Jesus not knowing what to offer Him. Not knowing how to worship Him with all my heart and He brought me to the story of the prostitute with the alabaster jar of which we read in Luke 7:36-50. When we think of the alabaster jar, we metaphorically think of maybe our future plans or our life savings or our treasured possessions. But my alabaster jar consisted of those costly lies I had believed. And that is exactly what the sinful woman gave up at the feet of Jesus. Can you imagine yourself being in her shoes ? Every single person in that room knew her. They probably looked down on her, thought of her as worthless. But she chose to bravely surrender. I believe she brought all the lies that she had believed about herself; her unworthiness, her sinfulness, her shame, her guilt and offered it at the feet of Jesus. And that takes an immense amount of courage. She gave her best that day. It wasn’t a shout of praise. It wasn’t a recollection of testimonies. It wasn’t her many achievements. Instead she gave her worst fears, her insecurities, her lies. Jesus didn’t resent her. Instead, He delighted in her.
I would like to call our new covenant, ‘a courageous covenant’. A covenant where we can truly be free. Where we don’t need to hide behind a fake exterior. Your greatest mistake and your greatest victory, they both belong to God. He will do well with them. If you are wondering what to offer Jesus, offer those lies that you have believed to protect yourself. Because if it is one thing I know about this beautiful Savior, it is that He dreams of the day that His children access every gift He died to bring to us.
Our guest author for the week wishes to remain anonymous.