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Thursday, April 10, 2008

When the Light of the world steps in, there's no room for darkness to stay. Of course, when light comes, all that is hidden is exposed. And all the muck is visible. But of course, Jesus doesn't embarrass us by showing us all the muck, our sins, our shameful thoughts and intents of the heart.

In fact,I see the Lord..On His fours, leaning down and cleaning all our sins with His bloody hands. Lo! He is weeping. He is weeping at how I've corrupted His beautiful creation. The one He lovingly formed in the mother's womb. He's weeping..... he's washing my feet!

Hallelujah, that His love has defeated the strongest of His foes..! He's scattered satan and his allies, and bought me back.

What happens next..? I fall flat on my face, worshipping Him...

I will sing of my Redeemer,
Lift my voice to praise my Lord
Ransomed by His blood and mercy
I am His forever more

Monday, April 07, 2008

Today is one of those days, when I do not really know what I am going to write... But I know a burden lies on my heart, and I must let it out. I must share it with those who might need to hear it today.

When we begin to walk with God, we learn to come close to Him, and to love Him as a friend. Slowly He becomes one of our closest friends. We learn to come to Him with all the numerous things that happen in our life. However, oft we have been found yet wanting when it comes to depending on Him alone... We often need to go to someone else even though God has taken the burden from us. I am not trying to say, that we do not need friends to talk to, but I am talking about coming to that place, where God is enough.

I am also yet to come to that place, where I would find God to be enough when it comes to my struggles, my trials. I remember in the book, "The Hiding Place" written by Corrie Ten Boom.. She mentions the time when she was at the concentration camp, and she hears that her father is no more. In her desperation, she runs to the door of her tiny cell, and blurts out her grief to the officer passing her door. However, she does not find any of the comfort she was looking for, and instead she finds scorn. When she thinks back in the next second, she realizes that she should have gone to her Ever Present Help in time of need! And she asks God to forgive her, that she went to someone else when God was there to listen to her, and the Comforter was right there to comfort her.

There is surely a place in life, when we are to "Tell no man....." as Jesus spoke to the disciples who saw Him transfigured at the mount.[Mark 9:9]
"But so many of us tell..." (That's how Oswald Chambers puts it)

I believe the first step we all need to take, in our faith walk, is to realise, that God is more real than any friend of ours, than the man/woman sitting to your left or right at this moment. And if God is really that real, then He is sufficient. After all, His grace is sufficient for us. So many of us do tell what we saw at the mount of transfiguration.

Let us cultivate the discipline of learning in silence, depending on the Unshakable, the Immovable, Eternal, Unchanging, the only reliable Friend.