it’s been the best christmas yet.
thank you for the parties.
thank you for the friends.
thank you for the late nights.
most of all thank you for giving me a chance to live and enjoy all of the above.
thank you
for giving me a heart that i may feel.
for giving me feet that i may hop and run…
for giving me hand that i may play the guitar…
and lips that i may thank you and praise your name.
thank you daddyGod. I love you and all that you do. (:
and so we all want change.
big shot politicians promise change.
leaders appeal for change.
i want to change.
you want to change.
So what is change? It’s paradoxical.
Men seeks outwards changes, God create inwards transformation.
daddyGod, do your thing, Godspeed please?
oh and my aching butt…. help…
I like Jackie.P ALOT.
It’s cool how she ministers to the poor, the drug addicts, the rejects.
I remember she once said this: (I paraphrase)
The poor recieve the gospel (good news) better than people living comfortable lives, be it higher class or middle class…
And it makes sense… To the poor, the gospel is indeed GOOD NEWS to them.
Preach the news of free bread… filling milk and honey… Tell to the poor, they’ll run to Jesus (no, it’s not a scam)
Jesus said, why pay for things that do not fill?
The rich would all those money can’t buy redemption.
But the poor would recieve grace and eat the bread of Christ, are poor no more, and should reign in life.
To be poor mean to be at the END of yourself.
Surrender to God ALL of you… Not just your weakness…
God doesn’t want your money, or your achievement or you minister…
God wants YOU.
Your STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESS.
When you’re nothing of yourself… That when you can make MUCH of Jesus.
Being little has it’s benefits…
The little lambs are most loved. (:
evangelism is one poor man telling another poor man where to find bread.
How do you love Jesus much? Do we even want to love Jesus much?
Then let him love you MUCH.
Oh, the riches of loving Jesus… because my love means nothing, I love because I know He REALLY REALLY loves me so.
I rather know nothing but the love of Christ.
Only the love of Jesus. I want to know why He loves me, how He loves me, everything about His love.
I want to see Jesus famous, not me. I want to hear more unfair stories of how Jesus loves the undeserving.
Jesus let me love myself just as you love me. Let me love the poor man, as you loved him.
Jesus let know more of your love. More, and more.
It’s unfair that you love me, because I can name thousand and one reason why you should not.
but enough of me, enough of imm.
thankyou Jesus.
thankyou my lover.
thankyou because you feed and look after me, you keep me alive.
I’m a poor man, was a poor man, because thank you for letting me sit at the King’s table to feed.
Thank you Jesus.
thankyou.
when you know that God values you RICHLY and has gifted you well…
you DON’T have to be jealous.
Faith is believing and speaking right? And Faith is a law, an imperative, a statue, a constant.
So what can that person do that I cannot? (:
Same Jesus, same Holy Spirit. What’s the difference? More faith? Impossible, faith is constant, it’s only a matter of BELIEVING and SPEAKING.
There are no varying degrees to a law. The law is unbend-able and to each law there is an exact consequence, not a ambiguous wavering one.
The exact consequence to the law of faith is this:
You get what you believe and speak.
Why do people get jealous of another? I know why I do.
1. We forget how loved and uniquely precious we are to God. Tell me how can a poem be jealous of a painting?
Both are masterpieces, and both are loved by the wordsmith and the artist.
2. We despise our gift and deem it lesser than another. We always deem the grass greener on the other side, not knowing that the other side might deem us greener than them.
We are uniquely gifted, but we have the same impact. A leader and a server aren’t any different really. A young christian and a christian of fifty years do not have varying levels of intimacy with God. In the end of the day, both prayers are answered immediately by the loving heavenly Father who’s ears are inclined to our pleas.
3. We crave another’s gift, glorifying the another’s gift. It’s like how we can never be satisfied with what’s on our plates. Your neighbour always orders something ‘yummy-er’ than you.
We should glorify the ‘gifter’ not the gift. Who’s greater and more worthy to be praised? daddyGod or Pastor so and so? If God gives you the gift of drawing or juggling, why compromise and try to emulate the of teaching and leadership?
Use your gift to glorify God, because you’ll impact more people with your gift of juggling than you trying to preach. Your ministry of juggling could be one that changes thousands of lives. (Don’t laugh, it’s true.)
4. We think being gifted is all about us. God gives gifts and personality separately, we think our personality is our gift. And we think our gift is belongs solely to us. But God gives gifts to bless people and personality because you’re unique.
All gifts belong to God, not us. Our gifts cannot be called OURS per se. But God created us with a gift to glorify HIM not ourselves, it’s never about us, it’s all about Him. Can a moon boost about lighting up the night sky? Can a mirror call itself beautiful? Without the sun, the moon doesn’t emit light. Without a beautiful face, the mirror is blank. We are called to reflect HIS glory not our flesh.
5. We’re jealous because we’re starting small. We’ve only began to use our gifts, whereas another person has more experience in it.
Many times Jesus reminds us not to judge God with time. A huge tree always started small, a chicken began from a egg. They took time to grow. Do not despise the day of small beginnings, do not despise your youth. Don’t not be impatient and impetuous, daddyGod makes all things beautiful in His time. Spiritual Acceleration happens when you’re most unconscious of it.
And so we all have a measure of faith, but God wants to increase in His endurance – which is a fruit of the spirit.
I don’t need to be jealous, because Jesus and daddyGod REALLY really loves me.
I don’t need my daddyGod to tell me all that’s His is mine.
I don’t presume.
I KNOW I HAVE IT ALL, and I ain’t shy to use and enjoy them all.
Praise God, the fire in my bones is let out. (:
