we aren’t always happy.

God hath not promised skies always blue,
Flower-strewn pathways all our lives through;
God hath not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.

But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labor, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing sympathy, undying love.

God hath not promised we shall not know
Toil and temptation, trouble and woe;
He hath not told us we shall not bear
Many a burden, many a care.

God hath not promised smooth roads and wide,
Swift, easy travel, needing no guide;
Never a mountain, rocky and steep,
Never a river, turbid and deep.

-Annie Johnson Flint, Will­iam M. Run­yan

We aren’t always happy. Brimming with grins and smiles.

We aren’t always cheerful. Fatigue takes a toil on our soul.

Today I wished I was somewhere better. Somewhere less stressful and stretching.

Today I wished I was a different person.

Today I wished the world was different.

But still every morning I wake up on the same bed, breathing the same air, having the same loved ones, in the same house and still facing the same-ness of yesterday. And I cry.

I cry looking at the mirror. Is this a recurring nightmare that never ends?

But I pray. I pray I see things different tomorrow morning. I pray that I react differently tomorrow.

I mourn about same-ness.

But I pray I rejoice at one thing that I would rather be the same.

God.

All I need to know that God.DaddyGod is good, loving and rich TODAY.

And I’ll need not worry about tomorrow.

We aren’t always happy. But we can always hope for change.

Eph 1:18: Believe!

Ephesians 1 (The Message)

^15-19That’s why, when I heard of the solid trust you have in the Master Jesus and your outpouring of love to all the followers of Jesus, I couldn’t stop thanking God for you—every time I prayed, I’d think of you and give thanks. But I do more than thank. I ask—ask the God of our Master, Jesus Christ, the God of glory—to make you intelligent and discerning in knowing him personally, your eyes focused and clear, so that you can see exactly what it is he is calling you to do, grasp the immensity of this glorious way of life he has for his followers, oh, the utter extravagance of his work in us who trust him—endless energy, boundless strength!

^20-23All this energy issues from Christ: God raised him from death and set him on a throne in deep heaven, in charge of running the universe, everything from galaxies to governments, no name and no power exempt from his rule. And not just for the time being, but forever. He is in charge of it all, has the final word on everything. At the center of all this, Christ rules the church. The church, you see, is not peripheral to the world; the world is peripheral to the church. The church is Christ’s body, in which he speaks and acts, by which he fills everything with his presence.

Ephesians 1 (New Living Translation)

¹⁸ I pray that your hearts will be flooded with light so that you can understand the confident hope he has given to those he called—his holy people who are his rich and glorious inheritance.

¹⁹ I also pray that you will understand the incredible greatness of God’s power for us who believe him. This is the same mighty power ²⁰ that raised Christ from the dead and seated him in the place of honor at God’s right hand in the heavenly realms.

I have the SAME POWER in me that raised Christ from the dead.

The same power that conquered the grave lives in me.

Why should I fear, why should I cower in adverse circumstance.

Why should I feel little when the GREAT ONE is in me!

So Eph 1:18-22 be manifested in my life. I believe! (:

awake by 7.30am.

thank you Lord that you gave me the strength to wak up early today.

thank you Lord for spending quiet time in the morning with me.

thank you Lord for wisdom in planning my day ahead.

thank you Lord for the tea that you so abundant bless me with.

thank you Lord that you perked me up so much that i won’t fall back to sleep.

thank you Lord that you’re guarding my heart now.

thank you Lord that you do not condemn me for my mistakes; so neither should I condemn myself.

thank you Lord that you lead me every step of the way.

thank you Lord that today will be blessed.

thank you Lord that my gp is finished and done with excellence

thank you Lord that my ministry matter are finished with excellence as well.

thank you Lord that my family is healthy.

thank you Lord that you’re preparing me and my future life partner

thank you Lord that you gave me so much ‘qara’ and you’ll give me much more in the days to come

thank you Lord for paying my university fees

thank you Lord that you’ve provided me with a university to study in

thank you Lord for my guitar and the anointing you’ve placed on me to worship

thank you Lord for a computer that’s so faithful to me.

thank you Lord for the gift of tongues; a gift that brings to peace to me.

thank you Lord for Pastor Prince and the pastors of NCC for they are blessings to me

thank you Lord for my leaders in the youth ministry.

thank you Lord for my current ministry that i’m faithful and excellent in.

thank you Lord that you’ll lead me back to GEMS one day

thank you Lord for that special mobile phone

thank you Lord that tomorrow will be a good day as well.

thank you Lord for the Nikon DSLR

thank you Lord for the Macbook Pro

thank you Lord for an electric guitar anda semi acoustic guitar with a amp!

thank you Lord that you’ll bless me with a job this april.

thank you Lord for a privilege of thanking you in all i do.

thank you Lord that i have all i need and all i want.

in Jesus name i pray. Amen!

rain.

i like rain.

it’s beautiful. droplets of life kissing the face of the planet.

satisfying every thirsty soul, restoring every parched areas.

rain. it’s a beautiful display of grace and blessing.

so much power and so much life is found in each drop of water. yet with the amount of power and strength found in each cloud, it’s power is diffused into tiny droplets that gently scatter across the thirsty planet; even so meekly and softly that even the tiny flower is not harmed.

imagine if God gave all his blessings in one shot. It’ll be like one huge mass of water falling on earth – crushing everything in it’s path.

but God is gracious; when He gives – he gives little by little; step by step, meekly and conscientiously as if it’s personal and precise.

but it is personal and precise; your DaddyGod gives his blessings with you in his mind. every lovely moment, every single thing that brings a smile to your face and tears of joy in your eyes is purposed by God.

Purposed; His deliberate desire to make you happy.

That’s your servant-King, and MY servant-King. The God-man Jesus wearing the golden girdle.

You ask me what brings God most joy?

No, not worship, and words of praise, not rites and sacrifices.

But I dare say – whenever you smile, whenever you’re happy, whenever you grin back at your Father God giving him a huge hug and a kiss of thanks.

You are God’s most celebrated creation and His most loved child.

of hunger.

must never forget about daddyGod’s divineblueprint for my life.

He must increase, i must decrease…

Not very hard… Not very easy either.

Always remember jie being hungry for God back then – how she secretly wanted someone to pray for her during HM6IX. And look at her today, where the hunger for HIM has brought her – now she’s a CGL.

yes, somewhere along the way my hunger stopped. I just stood still. That boyish wonder and curiousity also faded with time.

Not that i’m not hungry – I’m just filling my hunger with things that don’t satisfy.

Slowly starving my soul by eating things that aren’t food.

The divine pattern of daddyGod is you feed – you grow. full-stop. period.

no wacky religous rites, no people pleasing, no complicated process.

Just simple chewing and feeding, speaking and believing.

Yes, Living is simple.

things can never go wrong…

gentle whisper.

whatever you set your hands to do. Do it good. Do it well.

simple things. simple advice.

just do it with a smile, as long as your heart’s in the right place – you know you’ll never go wrong.

mistakes, failures, detours don’t matter because Roms828 always triumphs.

His Grace will always always lift you up each time you fall…

So just keep your heart in the right place. always remember Jesus.

Things can never go wrong with HIM around.

Nope.

Never…

printf(“hello, world”);

good morning one and all.

good morning sky.

good monring earth.

good morning World!

Good Morning DaddyGod! (:

doesn’t matter if the sky ain’t cheery today. I’ll say it how the aussies do it.

Good’ay Mate.

Indeed it’ll be a good day just because the Child of God says so.

So…

Anyways, one more week till i’m done with my Advanced Diploma. Lord, make my Graduation Project a graced and successful one. Amen! (:

last one for the night.

it’s 1 am.

it would perfectly dark, if not for the annoying lights blazing from every flat, and every streetlamp.

can’t see much stars like that..

i miss star gazing.

i’m starting to miss all my boyish habits. stuff like, staring at one spot and finding something beautiful out of everything mundane, star-gazing, day-dreaming.

time to get them back. yeah, I could do that.

Because growing up never meant losing your heart.

adults aren’t a separate entities from children – they are just the same person in a different form.

transition from adolescence is not called evolution.

it’s calling claiming the throne.

Lord, time for me to grow up and be first the servant then a king. (:

hello dad, it’s me, we need to talk.

daddyGod, how I wish you keep a mobile phone.

then I can hear your voice on speakerphone.

then I can ring you up when I’m lonely.Text you when I’m in a fix.

Dad, If you had a mobile phone, I know you’ll always pick up my calls.

Wait… what is that?

Prayer?

Oohhh… Prayer… Ha..

Silly me… You always hear me when I call/pray/scream eh?

But dad, I really really long for your tangible presence… I’m not just statisfied with a one way convo with The Almighty.

I really dislike being cooped up at home feeling ever so alone and sometimes lonely.

I really dislike the deafening silence at home. Like I’m the only person alive in the neighbourhood.

Sure,  I love hanging out with my friends, brothers, kin. I enjoy their presence, I cherish every single soul that daddyGod has graciously provided to walk with me in this journey.

I really do.

It’s just… just…

What happens when you step home, lock the gates, face four walls and a glowing monitor?

I admit I’m not as secure as I’m supposed to be. I hate to feeling lonely. Mind you – lonely not ALONE. I’m ok being alone. After all it’s been like that since I was ten?

Going home is like going back into my cell. ‘Cept there’s a clean toilet, a kitchen and a warm bed. Other than that, I need a revelation to make everything else feel alive..

and yes, yes I’m ranting… I’m griping, whining… It’s hard bottling up for so damn long.

Maybe it’s not so bad after all…

I shall start thanking God I’m alive.

But still it’ll be nice if we could have a cuppa coffee with me  Dad..  (:

i wished.

i wish, i wish, i wished.

i wished i was in Neverland.