tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71484518013169001472024-02-19T07:31:57.900+04:00ExpressionsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger126125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-91213292386305058882013-10-06T20:53:00.002+04:002013-10-07T19:21:59.755+04:00Didi<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
{didi}SISTER in Hindi<br />
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Every day my housekeeper walks in the door and every time she leaves, or asks me what I would like to eat, a word resounds before each sentence: "Didi..." And this continues when I enter the office (and when I leave), with friendly office assistants always greeting me "Namaste Didi!" Not to mention the guard downstairs, the guy
who irons peoples clothes all day or the fragile elderly man who scrubs bathrooms until they are sparkling clean. They are never found
without a kind gesture, always welcoming... always! <br />
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Stuff like this makes me smile. <br />
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Sometimes I like to walk around just to see these selfless faces, just to hear a sincere " Good morning " 'cause then I feel like my day is made. It's moments like these that make me look back and think to myself, how lovely to feel like I am welcomed, that I belong somewhere. <br />
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The irony of it all is that these wonderful people are those that are seen as lower in society and strata; they are the ones who serve for a living. They do very humbling jobs that I doubt they are satisfied with. One could surely see the struggle in their eyes, the longing to be looked upon, in some way or the other. And I feel that as they they serve, they are not lower or last but first. They are what makes the the society a community; the house a home. <br />
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There is a sense of freedom in being called such a dear name, "Didi" with no special demands or strings attached. There is a sence of pure acceptance by mere strangers who ironically make you feel like you are their own even though it is they who want to belong. There is a warmth about it. There is a peace that one can't explain. <br />
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Having said all of this, I must also say that my house keeper isn't necessarily my favourite person. She happens to the keeper of my home yet at times her live of poverty pushes her to do things that are not pleasing. Often I come back from work with a heaviness of having to face her jarring comments simply because she is in need. Sometimes, she even assumes the worst of me because she is so blinded by her indispensable necessities; her desperation. Yet in all this she calls me sister. Knowing this, I put aside my revolt towards her actions and simply tell myself, be the person she calls you. <br />
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And so, perhaps the point of this post is this: You feel at home with the people you least expect. These people not only make you feel that you are part of this strange universe, but part of their world too. And then there are those who need you to be their family. They simply need you to be who they call you to be. <br />
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Didi :) </div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Not more than
one a half years ago, I escaped an abusive marriage. I fled over the miles to
find peace, refuge and security. It is by far the bravest thing I have done
besides not giving up on life in the midst of the turmoil of the unrelenting
darkness that surrounded me all those years. Growing up in an environment where
abuse was seen as a norm, I pushed away the warning signs that this
relationship was no good for me. In fact, I blamed myself and thought I
deserved to be treated badly; to be punished for my mistakes. Most often, I
shut the still small voice in my heart that yearned to bring me comfort in
saying that I was not alone.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">To deal with the
pain of abuse and rejection I turned into an addict of sorts. It seemed like
this was my only escape from reality. It was the only way to ease the pain of
emotional hurt, negligence and crazy games. For me, it seemed like the only way
to survive and get through another night. Kept away from the counsel of my
family and friends, I had no one I could freely open to with the assurance of
receiving help. I woke up each day with a sense of fear from the nightmares
that stole my sleep almost each night. Sitting in fear all day of what would
happen next, I could hardly ever eat. Even more, I withdrew from people, kept
to myself and drowned in a deep sea of depression accompanied most often by
fantasies of death.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">A month after my
2nd attempt to kill myself, I met two wonderful people who became life-changing
friends. With their help, I was able to get away from the abuse and danger and
I soon found solace in a Non-Profit in New Delhi, India called <a href="http://www.maitriindia.org/">Maitri</a>. Maitri is a humanitarian and developmental organization
that is committed to facilitating citizenship rights, basic services, dignity
and respect for most vulnerable populations. I was lucky to find them since the
support they have given me is beyond what they even promise to do. Today, not
only do I have their help as a domestic violence survivor but am also given the
opportunity to creatively be part of the work they do in bringing care and
support to those in need. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I still struggle
with depression and pangs of anxiety each time I am in a new situation that I
was never allowed to experience before. However, with support from new friends,
community and God, I am able to overcome. It was never easy being in the trauma
of abuse, feeling like my heart weighed so much so that I couldn’t even find
the strength to get out of bed and put my feet on the floor. But even now that
I am far from such pain, it still isn't easy cause my mind is so used to
believing that there is always something to be afraid or hyper vigilant about.
It is still so easy to think that nothing is ever going to be okay after all
that has happened. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">However, today I
choose to believe differently. With help and hard work life is hopeful. I urge
you today to be that friend who believes in the story of the one who needs you
to count on. Perhaps, if you don't know what to do, find someone who does. And
if you are the one hiding behind the pain of fear and abuse today, I urge you
to never give up because help is possible. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">One in three
women worldwide has been physically or sexually assaulted by a former or
current intimate partner? "Violence against women is a global health
problem of epidemic proportions", says World Health Organization (WHO)
Director General, Dr. Margaret Chan. Recognizing the urgent need to create safe
spaces for women in the public and private spheres, Maitri has taken a
leadership role in launching a Million Signature Campaign called Count On
Me."</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Maitri’s goal is to motivate and inspire people
to become part of the movement and the solution to End Violence Against Women. </span><span lang="EN-US">Ending violence against women is necessary to the well-being and
mental health of women/girls and their families, but this cannot materialize
without changing the mindsets that accept violence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This is where YOU come in. You can bring a
change - you can be the change. First, click the link below to sign the Count
On Me Campaign and take your pledge to never commit, allow, or encourage any
form of abuse and to respect all women.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Then, please take a moment to share this pledge with your friends and
family to help us reach the 1 million mark and to also help spread the word and
let those suffering know that there is help and they are not alone.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.change.org/en-IN/petitions/count-on-me-my-pledge-to-end-violence-against-women" target="_blank">COUNT ON ME: SIGN THE PLEDGE TODAY</a></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The movement
starts with YOU!</span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-73659638680185174662013-07-18T20:14:00.005+04:002013-07-20T12:46:19.890+04:00Saving changes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My blog is taking a new turn from here. This haven will hold more than prose and literary pieces; it will be home to beautiful moments of simple life. Gone are the days where I had to hide behind metaphors and lines. This is freedom writing...<br />
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It's been over a year that I have been in a new place, that I think I can almost call home. Change has surrounded me. All I know is that worst is over and that the best is yet to come. So much is different now; I have a full time job, a bank account, my own space. Biggest of all is I get to make my own decisions. Considering all of the above is pretty cool, I have to say it's been rather scary too. Going out into the world after years of being held back is overwhelming. It's a blur and everything seems so loud and bright. I am learning all over again how to live life as normal. I started off horribly, indecisive of what I should wear, how much I spend and what to do on a long awaited weekend. My dreams are reality and I'm still sitting in bed wondering where to start from.<br />
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To start of, I have a great job. The organization I work for is a refuge in its own way to vulnerable people all around. Everywhere you turn, you always see someone in need, in a battle worse than your own. Some don't have food, nor clothing. While others don't even have a place to live. Dubai seems like a kind of Heaven compared to a city bursting with dynamics in the shadows of poverty and corruption. I soon realized that I had left a hopeless foreign land only to come to a place where everyone fights for the right to be heard. I work as a communications programme officer at my NGO but often time my creativity takes a U-turn when a woman in distress walks in with a story of pain and abuse. Often times it feels like a audible reflection of the things of my past and I surprise myself as I find my eyes tearing up at such injustice in so many lives. "I am lucky" I tell myself for I know that it's not often that one has the privilege of turning on a new leaf with the least of hassles.<br />
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<b><i>“Go boldly and honestly through the world. Learn to love the fact that there is nobody else quite like you.” — Daniel Radcliffe</i></b></h3>
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In the months gone by I have encountered so much that is new from walking in the rain, to scurrying lizards. I have made the most amazing friends from around the world and experienced the generosity of those who are hardly acquaintances. I am becoming new and realizing that I can never be who I once was.<br />
<br />
Just last week my roommates and I opened our home to a young girl who was kidnapped when she was a child. This kid has no where she belongs, no sense of right or wrong, nothing. In spite of being flustered by her mannerisms deep inside I wondered what if this girl was me. I anxiously imagined not knowing where I came from with no sight of the the future. I wondered how afraid I would have been and the desperation for some light to come. At this moment I finally felt I was ready to accept these changes in my life and press forward, believing it only gets better. I sat on my bed, thankful that from deep oceans, I have been washed to shores of care and belonging. I travail my path with hope, boldness, and value for the simple things in life that I have the privilege of now experiencing.<br />
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<i>For to be free is mot merely to cast
off one's chains, but to live in a way that respects and enchances the
freedom of others - Nelson Mandela </i></h3>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-25012874194641091462013-01-26T18:56:00.000+04:002013-01-26T18:56:05.404+04:00Unashamed<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The road to freedom has only begun when you have escaped the greatest
despair. The start is always the hardest yet the wind of liberation
blows on you. “Live again,” it says.<br />
<br />
Let not the past defeat your spirit nor let your mind tire. Take a
moment and breathe. Recover from the strenuous accomplishment of
breaking away. Gasp for liberty and life. Come awake.<br />
<br />
Take pride in your strength to turn on a new leaf, to leave the known
behind for what you do not foresee. Each step you take no matter how
small is the mark of victory. You choose not to be beaten by what has
been eaten away, knowing one day you will be filled again.<br />
<br />
You lean not on the words and support of loved ones and friends, but
on the hope of the future. You stand boldly before your scars and
insecurities and walk over them, triumphantly. You are a fighter to say
that you can… that you can and will wake up to a new day and walk on.
You may tire but you are never defeated for what it’s worth.<br />
<br />
Your courage is to be praised for no one would want to brave risk on
their own. But here you are, overlooking possibilities and the
unfamiliar boldly. You wear a smile in spite of what you have yet to
attain once more. Your years have not been wasted, nor your spirit
crushed to give life a chance once again. It is a valor and fortitude to
be hopeful.. to believe tirelessly.<br />
<br />
No, you do not drown in pity and despair of why you had to
experience the storm before you could see freedom. You may never be the
same again. You may be afraid and unusual. Yet you are special and
tenacious to find your feet and soar to new heights.<br />
<br />
You are ready even though you have felt robbed. Think of it as only
pain & injustice that has been taken away in exchange for beauty,
peace & joy. </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-81266299086879098302012-09-24T19:28:00.000+04:002012-09-24T19:28:04.248+04:00His Church<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Many a times, we the Church look at people and approach them as
projects based on their skill, weighing how we can use them for our
benefit. We belittle individuals and cut them down in size yet appearing
as if we care and want the best for them.<br />
<br />
The church is meant to see people for who they are, as individual
lives that are worthy of being loved and being known. They should never
embrace someone because they want something out of them but because they
yearn to love and affirm just as Christ does.<br />
Our desire should be to see people grow, nourished, mature and bear
fruit through every season. Our goal is to love and bring hope for that
very love that we express, that genuine relationship that we partake in
transforms imperfect people and stirs them to serve not just God but His
church in passion & thanksgiving.<br />
<br />
Just as we go before God as we are for the first time.. in our
brokenness and failure and just as His love overflows into our hearts
only to change us into someone beautifully new so must the Church be
transforming, spirit filled gracious, unconditional and genuine . We are
his hands and feet. We are meant to be here for each other not to gain
but to give. And in this giving comes reward as we become who we are
meant to be.<br />
<br />
The church does not exist to serve itself nor gain for itself through
people but exists to glorify God and serve people for no gain of their
own.<br />
<br />
It is rare that we approach a person out of genuine desire to serve
them and see them grow. It is rare that we put what’s best for them
above what’s best for us. We ask ourselves, how will this investment
benefit me? What do they have to give back? Perhaps they have nothing.
Not now, anyway.<br />
People are real. They are not meant to be pursued based on how much
they can be used for the “apparent” glory of god . We the church are
meant to serve the heart, soul & body. We are meant to be like
Christ, to do as Christ . We are meant to be His Church.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-60790515726207528862012-09-20T20:55:00.003+04:002012-09-21T23:38:45.045+04:00Real Stories<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
So many of us are too ashamed to share our stories thinking that they
are unworthy of being told because of our fallout, immoralities and
more. We hide the truth and cover the stains that seem so ugly. Little
do we know that there is a power in confession.. confession of the truth
even if it’s the brutal truth about our very lives. The mere utterance
of it not only brings liberation but frees those who hear our stories,
especially those whose world secretly collides with ours.<br />
<br />
You see, the perfect stories are the imperfect ones.. the ones that
are raw and uncut. They are the ones that don’t have anything missing.
How ever, we often try to be selective about what we say but that holds
no power. Power is in the details that we often hide away and push under
the rug. Those are the details that make our stories real and that
reach out to the lives of others. It’s the dark stuff that act as a
beacon of light to those who are too afraid to lift up their voice to
say they are being wronged because they think their sin is to be blamed.<br />
<br />
But when we show ourselves as imperfect people, these very hearts who
silently struggle realize that there is hope and that they don’t have
to be perfect to be justified in their cause. And in bringing them hope,
our stories serve a purpose beyond ourselves, encouraging us, our lives
as we glorify the Author.<br />
<br />
Originally dated: 23/1/2011</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-75001155100525303832012-09-20T13:04:00.003+04:002012-09-20T13:04:36.475+04:00Freedom <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
There is a future in our hearts that we dream of.. A time when
all is beautiful and worry does not abide . It is a place where our
spirits are full of satisfaction; heavy-laden no more. <br /><br />The mind of our tomorrows is where the answers to desperate prayers live.. it is where we are weightless.<br /><br />Freedom
needs fighters who will claim all they deserve and more. Freedom needs
lovers who are willing to believe that waiting for the prize is never in
vain. <br /><br />If we could wait through the storms then how much easier
is it to just walk through the wilderness. Even when we have stepped out
of the pain of the past, freedom still needs work and completion. The
fight never seems to end but it does.<br /><br />What has begun must finish.
What is hoped for must come to pass. The waiting room has a door that
will be opened and the reaping of what was once sown will grow out &
cease to be.. <br /><br />Winter will end..<br /><br />Freedom will be.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-68611505254947391972012-08-12T13:24:00.000+04:002012-08-12T13:24:06.588+04:00Falling Short<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
At the end of the day, we have all sinned.. we've all fallen short. And the only thing that sets us apart is who's being real about it... who has the courage and the heart to be humble about one's failings in the light of their defense. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-48565004090458570612012-08-11T19:53:00.001+04:002012-08-11T19:54:26.712+04:00New beginnings<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Some things are so simple & obvious...<br />
<br />
We go through the storms and we no longer can sustain them...We want a way out and we can't help but realize that this is it.<br />
<br />
For all time, endurance can't persevere in places where joy must prevail. We are human so we eventually feel and we know where we are. There is no holding back. Even responsibility, obligation & strength give way and we quietly yearn for something new.<br />
<br />
We can't suppress the truth of our condition & desire. We can't hide it forever. At last, what's deeply endured and sacrificed shows itself for what it is. And if we ever choose to to ignore or deny, it exposes itself even more, clanging louder.<br />
<br />
And so we come to this inevitable conclusion...<br />
<br />
Some things can't be fixed because they're not meant to be. They are shattered glass.<br />
<br />
Some things can't be changed because they must be let go off. They are new beginnings. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-66708773293022837622012-08-08T12:58:00.000+04:002012-08-08T12:58:06.749+04:00Limitless<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
God is holy and unchanging and He takes His stand on things perfectly. I have known that He is limitless and that His ways are profound. His words do not hinder His ways, His holiness is no barrier to His compassion and His covenant does not stop his justice. He desolates the world for one beloved soul, never permitting His own laws to hold them captive. Each divine command has it's own mystery that is revealed if one looks deeper and opens their heart. Yes, to all creation there is a limit but His ways are boundless.<br />
<br />
God breaks no vow he makes but when oppression prevails He moves swiftly destroying that which man once used Him to put together. He is a God of second chances to the weak & weary. His commands do not leave lives bound and neither does He second those who hide behind His law for when injustice conceals itself behind God's command they cause more damage than they ever could on their own.<br />
<br />
His laws don't bind.. They fulfill each other... justice & mercy walk hand in hand. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-73232986979487219312012-07-31T20:36:00.002+04:002012-07-31T20:47:34.764+04:00Never Forget What He Did For You<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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How hopeless & exceedingly sinful my life was. I remember the danger
I was in, how close to death I had been before I'd been shown mercy.</blockquote>
<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Before you can judge someone else, look at the pit
where you would be in without God's mercy. Only then can you say, "God,
I know what You did for me and You can do the same for my friend who is
in sin. At one time I was just as wicked in Your sight. I can't judge
this friend, because You had mercy on me."</span></div>
<br />
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Never forget what I did for you, the incredible mercy I showed you. How
many times did I dig you out of something that could have destroyed you?
You wouldn't be here without My mercy. - God<span style="color: #111111; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></blockquote>
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Paraphrased, David Wilkerson</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-53676263459727875112012-07-31T20:04:00.002+04:002012-07-31T20:54:22.400+04:00Young hearts<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Young hearts thrive with a passion that burns like fire. What they believe in has depth and intuition. Their thoughts surpass technicality and their discernment is strong and true. Passion gives dynamics to relationship. And when this passion meets honesty there is openess... there is power, greater than any wisdom of old. Such ardor causes God to share His mysteries and truth to them through His Spirit that lives in their heart. And that is why even though they are of youth they are further and deeper than age. He shares His heart with theirs, knowing their passion and burning to simply be a soul ignited</div>
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<br />
I don’t know where you endure or who you are, yet I know you are
somewhere out there, unnoticed and undone. Even more I know we share the
mysteries of the same story.<br />
<br />
Our prisons have no walls, our fears torment us and our voices go
unheard. It has become the norm to be silenced. No one will see the
world through our eyes, like a bird in her cage chasing freedom in every
breath. Our lives are not our own yet only we know our own bitterness.<br />
<br />
But let us believe that there is a God out there who is a an ever
present witness to our lives, a God who doesn’t let any detail go
unnoticed..One who will decree justice in our favour for the times we’ve
borne the pain that our minds and bodies could not comprehend nor
contain.<br />
<br />
I hope you are fighting to live that you may make it out a freedom fighter<br />
<br />
Dated: July 3rd 2010<br />
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-45076953101969654832012-07-12T19:55:00.002+04:002012-07-12T19:56:16.410+04:00Love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Christ lay down his life because He calls us friend. It was not his
power nor authority that led him to sacrifice. It was never His law that
left him obliged. It was simply that He loved us beyond reason to go
the distance. He did this that we may be liberated. He did this because
that’s what love does. His love shone brightly even in our darkest
night.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-81530639541541377422012-07-11T18:09:00.003+04:002012-07-11T18:09:29.951+04:00Promise<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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“I have called thee by thy name; thou art mine.
When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through
the rivers, they shall not overflow thee: when thou walkest through the
fire, thou shalt not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon
thee.<br />
“For I am the Lord thy God, the Holy One of Israel, thy Saviour… .
Since thou wast precious in my sight, thou hast been honourable, and I
have loved thee: therefore will I give men for thee, and people for thy
life. Fear not: for I am with thee"<br />
<br />
—
Isaiah 43:1-5 <br />
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-5228115808654543042012-07-06T12:09:00.003+04:002012-07-06T12:10:31.005+04:00He has delivered<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
<span style="font-size: small;">"In my
distress I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God: he heard my
voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears.
. . . He sent from above, he took me, he drew me out of many waters. He
delivered me from my strong enemy, and from them which hated me: for
they were too strong for me. They prevented [came upon] me in the day of
my calamity: but the Lord was my stay. He brought me forth also into a
large place; he delivered me, because he delighted in me" (Psalm 18:6,
16-19).</span></div>
<span style="color: #111111; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-39833767454567533882012-06-27T11:13:00.002+04:002012-06-27T14:57:42.899+04:00Forever Faithful<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Savoring new found freedom, I strive to walk out of the past and what
it made me. Belittled and heavy laden no longer am I. Instead He calls
me beloved one, in spite of my reckless guilt and shame. Holding on to
the truth that lingers, I fight the lies that I've been told along,
gloom that rings loud in my mind and heart. I fight to believe that I am
not what they say but what you bespoke over me. In the chaos of my
failures and depravity, I still know that I am not forsaken nor given up
on. Walking out of the valley, I look to the light in your kind eyes
that draws me away from the voices that embitter and I gaze upon the
beauty of who you are and what you have done for me. <br />
<br />
Most Holy and sovereign , you drew dear to me in my brokenness and drew
me out of deep waters and now I am redeemed by your might hands. The
hands that sustained me, now delivered me unto liberty and rest. Let
your truth capture me and consume every condemnation. Let me believe
that I am wanted and known, that I am of worth and a woman after your
own heart in spite of my darkness. I plead that my love for you has
never been a facade even though my heart and flesh have failed. And Your
love kept me standing as I waited for you to come, it picked up my
pieces when I broke my life apart, desperate that you would rescue me.
You have always been my portion.. the life in my breath, the strength of
my heart. Strong tower and my Savior, I could never compare the
undeserved favor you show me to what has been given by any other. You
are above all. <br />
<br />
Help me find myself again, the person you created me to me, the person
made in your image. Cast away the dusk of days gone by, the wounding
words of those who no longer consider me their own. Redeem the shadows
of who I have become to who I should be. Give me a new song. Pardon my
falling out for it has been far too deep to be understood by anyone else
but me and You. It was all I ever knew.. I never meant to take away. My
testimony compromised by my own unintentional actions, I am tried by
those holier than I. The storm, too fierce, my strength failed and I was
greatly consumed. <br />
<br />
Make all things new. Change hearts. Give them your eyes, that they may
be merciful too. Make me better, better than I've ever been, let me seek
your excellence in all I do and in who I have become. Tired of
unsettling comparisons and doubts, I drown in what I only imagine and
think I know. Humbly I come before you and hide no frailty but praise
the One who saved one who deserved less.<br />
<br />
Thank you for knowing me as I am and as I will be. You have always known
my heart. Thank you for your loving kindness even when I deserve none. A
sum of my mistakes, yet you died for me. You love me even in my sin and
you see the pain that brought me here. You see me in ways no other
does. It is your merciful perception that caused you to deliver me for
no other man would have done so. Even though you are most holy, you
chose to save a sinner, while those who have fallen short would never
have. How wonderful you are to love me the way you do. How just you are
not to over look the hurt caused to me even though I have hurt in
return. You have never given up on me though I grew weary to see you
come. <br />
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they were too strong for me. They prevented me in the day of my
calamity: but the Lord was my stay. He brought me forth also into a
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-64279800357664669232012-06-17T21:50:00.001+04:002012-06-27T14:58:18.557+04:00Our Stories<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The authenticity of our stories lie in giving our characters the benefit of the doubt, respecting their reasons for every failure toward themselves, others and us. This gives our words a stand. This shows our character.. who we are and that our stories go beyond ourselves to see a higher purpose... to bring hope to those whose world collides with ours. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-33602203230605315482011-03-26T21:11:00.003+04:002011-03-26T21:40:48.150+04:00Accent<span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" >" <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-272">5</sup> But the LORD came down to see the city and the tower the people were building. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-273">6</sup> The LORD said, “If as one people speaking the same language they have begun to do this, then nothing they plan to do will be impossible for them. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-274">7</sup> Come, let us go down and confuse their language so they will not understand each other.” </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><h2 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" id="passage_heading"><span style="font-size:100%;">Genesis 11:5-8 New International Version</span></h2><br />It's fascinating today to look around us, this global phenomena. Technology has enabled the mind to come across so many different cultures, understand perspectives, study systems and so much more. And it is simply amazing how different we all are. It brings one to appreciate the glory of creation and almost like it gives us glimpse of magnificence. The Bible talks about a time when people were together, in fact they were so united together that everyone spoke the same language and understood each other extremely well. But then there came a time when they all came together and wanted to make a name for <span style="font-style: italic;">themselves. </span>I find<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>it so interesting how God responded to this and changed everyone's language.<br /><br />We don't even know it, but today we have so many different languages and accents as a result of that event. Every person you pass by on the street has an accent, including yourself, and you may not even know it.<br /><br />What fascinates me the most though is the fact that when the Spirit of God converses with us there is no accent, no dialect or world influence. It speaks to the very core of our being, the depth of who we are. The sacrifice of Jesus allows us to be united not only as people, but with the head of the body, Jesus, in a way we were not able to before. In that, there is conversation, motion and life. So take the opportunity to realize who He is and who you are in Him.<br /><br />Explore. Experience.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>Aneelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18234092612870861818noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-70145959684502451672010-12-26T14:45:00.000+04:002010-12-26T14:47:44.547+04:00Passion for JesusGod loves fellowship: it is one of the main reasons he created us, so He may fellowship with us. Despite our imperfections since the fall, he has still maintained a relationship with us. The Creator of the world has gone out of His way to make sure we still have a chance to keep our end of the relationship through grace, even though he knew that we will still sin afterward. A lot of us would not want to invest in a relationship that would make us feel that we will be cheated out afterward. Really sucks, don't it.<br /><br />But our God is Love. How can this God have it any other way? Today while I was reading the Word and thinking about all the other possiblities if Jesus wouldn't give His life for us, but then I knew he wouldn't want it any other way.<br /><br />But us? Most of us are nowhere near the required level.<br /><br />Since God is our role model and not people, let's love each other. Despite the short comings, despite the mistakes, despite the screw ups, despite the betrayals. You love. It's not easy, it's not supposed to be, whoever said being a follower of Jesus Christ is easy.<br /><br />Love. Unconditional.Aneelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18234092612870861818noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-48763377709980783722010-11-14T10:53:00.005+04:002010-11-14T14:00:20.780+04:00Stale<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">"So, because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out of my mouth." - <i>Revelation 3:16.</i></span></span></span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">"Well cold water we drink hot water we cook, But lukewarm does nothing it just sits and it looks" - <i>New Reality, Lecrae Moore.</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">I don't think it's strange how some of my favorite verses come under 3:16. For a long time I had wanted to make a post in regards with this verse, but I guess I was waiting for the right time. Being a new believer most of us are filled with passion and zeal, ready to bring down the house, literally willing to proclaim the truth on the rooftops. There are very few things that can be compared to the strong desire of a new believer.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">I myself had the strongest enthusiasm, to be able to change the world for the cause of the Word. I didn't care if that got me in some pretty sticky situations. However, after a while sometimes I found this enthusiasm go down. The sad part is, the same is the case with many Christians. They lose the zeal to serve God. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The reason why different people lose the desire and passion of servant hood before God, is of not having the sincere relationship with God you had a one point. How this plays out in your life, that is every individual story. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Sometimes we may grow too "smart" for who we used to be, it's so easy to keep altering who we are in this rapidly changing world. So easy to get sidetracked by the bright lights at the shore. The stories that made a difference in your life and changed who you were into a renewed self, may not mean anything to you anymore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">But the truth is, it was never about that story, circumstance, or situation. It was about God reaching out and us accepting that relationship. It is so important for us to realize who we are in the Lord, for us to not lose focus. Somewhere in all the commotion and noise and commotion of the world, we have forgotten our true identities. That will come back only through a continual renewal of the commitment you have made in God.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">You can't be lukewarm. Or you <i>will </i>be spit out. No twist, no turns, no gimmicks attached. Very plain and simple.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Live. Experience Holy Fire.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">-Aneel</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>Aneelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18234092612870861818noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-18441062047243785152010-07-20T12:47:00.004+04:002010-07-20T20:01:06.953+04:00Magnitude<div>A true leader is one who can stand in the face of a problem, know it's magnitude, and still trust in God to take control. </div><br /><div> </div><br /><div>Sometimes the heavy weight of our lives is so big that everything else fades away. I've got into trouble more times than I can count and every time that I do get into trouble my problem seems like the biggest problem in the world, no matter how many people are starving to death, no matter how many people are being taken advantage of and no matter how many people are dying from the sickness, that is sin. I hate it when I'm so selfish to forget the magnitude of the responsibility that I have in my life.</div><br /><div>We are just far too carried away in our own lives. It's like we are stuck in an illusion to ignore everything else, somehow this illusion has put all of us in the centre of the universe. In fact it is somehow human nature to believe that we are in the centre of the universe. That's just the way our minds think. Pride and vanity may not be the same thing, but are somehow very closely related, it corrupts the way our minds are working.</div><br /><div>God is of immense magnitude, there is nothing that is bigger than him. How can you be covered by the magnifience of this God and worry about your own little problems? You can't man!</div><br /><div>God the most supreme being, reached out to His people and He expects us to be the same. He showed us how to live through His Son. How he lived in humility, lived for others and understood the <em>magnitude</em> of things.</div><br /><div>Your place in the world <em>does</em> make a big difference, so don't limit yourself to your problems to your struggles.</div><br /><div> </div><br /><div> </div><br /><div>Realize that Magnitude of God is limitless.</div><br /><div> </div>Aneelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18234092612870861818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-31211121076092190982010-07-19T21:45:00.003+04:002010-07-19T21:49:52.574+04:00Endure<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Music is one of the many beautiful things that I have had the privilege to experience in this life. God has been gracious enough to bless us with the awesomeness of such a magnificent gift that stirs our very spirits.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">For quite sometime I have wanted to write about hardship and struggle. However, very recently I felt led in the spirit to write about endurance. The reason I love to write is more than half the time I don't have any idea what I'm going to even end up with which makes it much more like a journey. Very similar to the journey that we are going through today, tomorrow and for the rest of the days that God wishes us to be here.</span></span></div></div><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">One of my new favorite songs has a line that keeps ringing in my head:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">His love endures forever...</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Usually one wouldn't even takes time to think about the meaning. Sometimes we take the liberty of just reading or listening and not going into the depth of the meaning. Endurance sometimes to me is like rubbing sandpaper on my skin and me not saying a word.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Every time we sin we hurt God more than we can imagine, I'm talking about even "little sins" but the word of God says:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever.</span></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></i></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">1 Chronicles 16:34</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">God has a loving, forgiving hear, t man. He is the most awesome guy I know. He loves so us so much that he sacrificed </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">his son</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">How can you not love this God. Why won't we stop complaining about our lives and see the blessings He has given us. Why can't man up (or woman up), and live to learn. Learn to endure and grow stronger, we believe in a God who is ready to endure, why do we complain when we have to endure to glorify the name of God and bring pain to our flesh.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">May the God of ages reign in our lives.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div></div>Aneelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18234092612870861818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-65293254660578531512010-05-27T01:38:00.006+04:002010-05-27T02:39:59.255+04:00The great odessey<div style="text-align: justify;">Along this journey of life, we halt at the valleys and mountain tops.. We have moments that we least expect.. moments that we wish wouldn't occur for the fear of them being too lovely that we won't have the heart to resume our journey.. These are moments that gladden our hearts and bring liberty to our spirit. They are like vacation spots that take us away from the routines and allow us to just be.<br /><br />Yet instead of keeping ourselves from receiving such timely moments we might as well embrace them for what their worth in a time we are in. Perhaps these moments give us hope & strength to pursue the rest of journey through. Maybe these moments make us feel the way we've only dreamed of. And perhaps these are gifts from above to put a smile on our face and bring a song to our soul..<br /><br />Some stop overs can't be described..<br /><br />And if these moments were to be our life without the long journey, I wonder if perhaps we would take them for granted..I guess these stop overs are much appreciated because they shine light in the void of our great odyssey. Taken by surprise, we let our hearts go to experience that which we held back n be enlightened enough to make it through.<br /><br />So when you're on that stop over, you see what you've forgotten.. what you left behind at the back of your mind...<br /><br />Sometimes we are afraid to embrace the good..the lovely not because they won't be good enough but just cause they might be too good to be true.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148451801316900147.post-30781661164231946182010-05-19T17:09:00.000+04:002010-05-19T17:10:17.513+04:00QUOTEOur decisions and judgments can longer depend on the experience of the past but must totally be led by God even if our flesh thinks otherwise.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1