RoughFrayedWornLaden with dust The tattered hem thattraversed rocks and soil,despite its humble miengirded regality. He who was robed in splendourlaid it aside; donning obscurity.Forsaking magnificence for squalorand splendid silks for rough linen He stooped to meet mein the dirt.Undaunted by my filth.Unafraid of being tarnished. His humble raimentallowed me to reach Him.Desperation met restorationin the…
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On Being Slandered…
Even as I write this, I feel rather embarrassed. It’s almost like I’m making a big deal out of nothing. Like I’m a whiny child. I feel I ought to not let it affect me. To be the bigger person and forgive and forget and all that jazz. So why am I letting petty problems…
Desperate Longing
Psalm 130 is a heart cry. From the depths of desperation and pain, the psalmist pens a prayer that has echoed the heart cries of thousands of God’s children down the ages. I love this psalm for its honesty and transparency. This prayer lays it all out there and pleads, this is me—sin-riddled and depraved—now…
Even If
My heart is so heavy. Oh Lord, I don’t understand the terrible finality of death. I don’t understand Your will. Why do some live and others don’t? Why are some prayers answered while others aren’t? Some healed; others not. Sorrow and anguish tear me apart. I’m sinking Lord. Now I see what a terrible evil…
Pausing To Thank
‘Five things I never realised I was grateful for before’ That was what I needed to write about. And it was probably the most challenging subject I’ve encountered so far – at least for me personally. After days of procrastinating, I finally realised that I had to sit and do it, and be ruthlessly honest…
The Solitary Journey
The path is narrow treacherous, slippery. The road is long arduous, lonely. The yawning abyss – dark, menacing. The shadowed valley – murky, disturbing. Eyes downcast; heart’s discouraged. Thoughts dismayed; soul’s disheartened. Suddenly, a shaft of light breaks through the fog. Myths and legends, swirl in the mists. White spires, golden halls “and beyond them…
Last Time
It will be The last time Pain courses through my veins Despair drags down my soul Grief rips apart my heart It will be The last time Fear chains my mind Anger fuels my words Doubt shakes my faith It will be The last time Shame washes over me Guilt hinders my progress Disobedience robs…
Risky Business
Won’t you let Me in? Won’t you stop obstructing Me? I see these barricades you’ve erected. These barbed wires you’ve knotted. You believe you’ll be safe behind them. You assume you’re secure. But is the enemy outside? I wish I could say that was true. You need to be protected, I agree. But have you…
The Set of the Sail
“We cannot know God by thinking alone, but we can never know Him very well without a lot of hard thinking.” – Aiden Wilson Tozer Have you ever met a writer who made you think? I’m not just talking about letting your imagination soar but rather, someone whose words really made you sit up and…
Are You Willing?
“Are you willing?” You asked And I, all unafraid, said yes, of course! I was praying for revival, a shaking up of the Church, a desire for deeper intimacy with You. Then I heard You ask me the question again—quietly and solemnly—”Are you willing?” And this time, something told me to beware, to think this…
Yahweh
Stay quiet. Shhh. Listen to that silence. Calm the fears. Rest those thoughts. Be still. He is here. Who? The one who rides the heavens Who stops the fury of the seas with sand Who hangs the world on nothing Who leaves cloud dust when He walks Who hears the song of the morning stars…
The Plague Song
Help, Lord God, help in this trouble! I think death is at the door. Stand before me, Christ, for You have overcome him. To You I cry: If it is Your will, take out the dart that wounds me, nor lets me have an hour’s rest or repose. Will You, however, that death take me…
Surrounded
The day is past. The night has come. And in the darkness cloaked silence those thoughts come crawling out, circling, gnawing, and preying on me. The ones that were too ghastly to utter in the light of day. The ones that menacingly threatened to meet me in the dark of night as they flitted past….
Whispers of Desperation
Lord, forgive my feebleness; my panic-riddled heart that urges me to run away. I know my faults and weaknesses. And fear that they will be revealed. I feel like a hypocrite and dread the future. I know all the masks I wear. All that I pretend to be. Why, O Lord, are you pushing me…
A Hope-filled Perspective
Interesting thought popped into my mind today as it is wont to do from time to time. The Lord works in mysterious ways after all! I read this very very familiar portion in 1 Samuel 16:7, But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not look at his appearance or at his physical stature, because I…
Embraced By Vastness
I caught a glimpse today of expanse unending. Infinite. Illimitable. And found all that vastness, minutely focused on this finite self. Enfolded close in arms that encompass eternity, I’m humbled, broken, hopeful, joyful. Completely out of depth. Absolutely unfamiliar. Uncharted seas stretch out, limitlessly. Yet there’s no fear; only a growing excitement. For I have…
On Being Pruned…
Pruning is never fun. I’m not discussing gardening activities but rather the spiritual season. The funny thing is, I didn’t even recognise it for what it was. I just assumed I was being bombarded by trials and knew I was barely staying afloat, let alone swimming against the current (I’ve got all my metaphors mixed…
The Heart of Mission
**This post first appeared on Indiaanya** Mission-mindedness. I have to confess that I am not the most mission-minded person on the planet. Honestly, it is not something that comes naturally to me. I have always been awed by missionaries and evangelists because they seem to have such a clear call that they obey, regardless of…
On Choosing To Obey
“The wise man built his house upon the rock. The wise man built his house upon the rock. The wise man built his house upon the rock. And the rain came tumbling down…” As a child I sang this song in Sunday School a million times, and now I hear my daughter sing it a…
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