His Grace is enough for me. =)
Nothing seems to be enough, and only one thing fills; this one thing we can openly receive without a price, and yet we forget to welcome it into our lives.
Has His grace been a 'taken-for-granted' grace?
As for me, I pray not.
What's enough for ya?
Praise you, LORD because your grace is more than sufficient. for when I am weak, then I am strong. Your joy will be my strength.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
What's enough for me?
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Instantaneous
Instantaneously, I'm at my faculty, having a thermodynamics class and blogging. this is going to be one long class =(
Monday, February 23, 2009
Firewood or Idol
Reading this particular passage reminds me of how I've sometimes put both material and non material blessings in the place where God rightly is..
Actually, well I was reading quite a bit on Isaiah where there's this portion that says our GOD is still a faithful GOD even after we've not made Him first. Not making him first is a sin, indeed. Isaiah goes on to carry God's message to correct Israel's folly and lack of fear, a very painful message.
Sometimes I really have relied on my material blessings to carry me through a problem, instead of looking to God. And I think that goes for anything; friends instead of GOD, music instead of GOD.
6 “ Thus says the LORD, the King of Israel,
And his Redeemer, the LORD of hosts:
‘ I am the First and I am the Last;
Besides Me there is no God.
7 And who can proclaim as I do?
Then let him declare it and set it in order for Me,
Since I appointed the ancient people.
And the things that are coming and shall come,
Let them show these to them.
8 Do not fear, nor be afraid;
Have I not told you from that time, and declared it?
9 Those who make an image, all of them are useless,
And their precious things shall not profit;
They are their own witnesses;
They neither see nor know, that they may be ashamed.
10 Who would form a god or mold an image
That profits him nothing?
13 The craftsman stretches out his rule,
He marks one out with chalk;
He fashions it with a plane,
He marks it out with the compass,
And makes it like the figure of a man,
According to the beauty of a man, that it may remain in the house.
14 He cuts down cedars for himself,
And takes the cypress and the oak;
He secures it for himself among the trees of the forest.
He plants a pine, and the rain nourishes it.
15 Then it shall be for a man to burn,
For he will take some of it and warm himself;
Yes, he kindles it and bakes bread;
Indeed he makes a god and worships it;
He makes it a carved image, and falls down to it.
16 He burns half of it in the fire;
With this half he eats meat;
He roasts a roast, and is satisfied.
He even warms himself and says,
“ Ah! I am warm,
I have seen the fire.”
17 And the rest of it he makes into a god,
His carved image.
He falls down before it and worships it,
Prays to it and says,
“ Deliver me, for you are my god!”
18 They do not know nor understand;
For He has shut their eyes, so that they cannot see,
And their hearts, so that they cannot understand.
19 And no one considers in his heart,
Nor is there knowledge nor understanding to say,
“ I have burned half of it in the fire,
Yes, I have also baked bread on its coals;
I have roasted meat and eaten it;
And shall I make the rest of it an abomination?
Shall I fall down before a block of wood?”
LORD, You called us to offer our bodies as living sacrifices, to give the best of our produce, yet I have not always brought you the best of everything in my life; my time, priority, studies..
I have often repayed your lovingkindess with sin nd rebellion pride.
Forgive me LORD, teach me and show me how to keep you first each moment.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
You are GOD
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make your paths straight.
As surely as the sun will rise, You're there. You're watching. You're teaching me to be still in the storm, to know that You alone are God.
It's always easy to say that I'll trust and obey you in all circumstances, but it's a whole different level to actually do likewise.
LORD, I'm studying and studying, and my spirit is not calm. Help me, LORD. Save me from my own folly to think that I can excel in my studies with my own ability. If I am weak now, make me more weak, that your grace might be more than sufficient for me, and that I cannot boast of myself, but boast of Your greatness.
I told GOD just some 15 hours ago(earlier portion of this post) that I want to be made weaker. Indeed I was. I felt like a complete nut during the paper. But somehow, I managed to get most of the questions done.
LORD, all in all, this week is a hectic week, but nothing compared to the blood you were sweating when you were facing your hour of destiny. Help me to learn from you and to trust and obey the Father just as you have done. I praise You.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Faithfulness
I was just reading this particular psalm... so, well, share share time..
Psalm 78:37-39
(when the Israelites were in the wilderness, after witnessing God's miracles at the Red Sea and the miraculous splitting of the rocks and manna rain from heaven)
their hearts were not loyal to him,
they were not faithful to his covenant.
Yet he was merciful;
he forgave their iniquities(immorality) and did not destroy them.
Time after time he restrained his anger
and did not stir up his full wrath.
He remembered that they were but flesh,
a passing breeze that does not return.
I began to think of myself and the times I have not been faithful to a faithful God. And my heart has turned to make little idols for myself here and there whenever I disobey, whenever I choose to rely on my own ability than acknowledge His enabling power. whenever I become proud...
Yet he was merciful, indeed.. *phew*..
The final part of this passage, says that HE REMEMBERS how human we are, and how much we need His grace. It reflects us as mere breezes that does not return.. We don't remember a breeze right? Moving air? And still, we have our own way of blowing ourselves up, causing us to FORGET our GOD is all-powerful, not us..
How unfaithful we are..
LORD, thank you for your faithfulness that lasts throughout all generations, as said is in Your word. Show me how to be faithful. Remind me how infinitesimal I am, that I'm weak without You and strong with You. Praise Your name GOD, for You have stretched out the heavens and breathed out the stars, and yet still hold in the palm of Your hands.
[ Teach me your way, O LORD, and I will walk in your truth; give me an undivided heart, that I may fear your name - Psalm 86:11, of David ]
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Eternally temporary. Temporarily eternal.
“He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep, to gain that which he cannot lose”
Jim Elliot
I was just thinking about how I'm supposed to get good grades and mark up my cgpa, with Malam Krismas drawing immensely close. So I wanted to open the textbooks to catch up when I felt drawn to perform my daily devotions. And I came upon these verses. Confirmation, I'd say.
2 Corinthians 4:16-18
"Naked I came from my mother's womb,
and naked I will depart.
The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away;
may the name of the LORD be praised."
Job 1:21
We live by faith, not by sight. We are confident, I say, and would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the LORD.
2 Corinthians 5:7-8
If you're going through any tough siuation, remember that we are to live our lives here as mere strangers in reverent fear of our LORD. Our lives here are temporary. =)
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Pork Day 2009
We bought two decks of cards,and managed to play warlords and scumbags with 7 players.
Shortly thereafter, we went to 'Planet Kopitiam' for the card game.. spent 2 1/2 hours playing just that. Whoa. Revolution!!
Thanks Amanda, for graciously paying for the drinks..
Below is the heirarchy of the current kingdom:-
Vice president - Davin
Secrétair - Amanda
Royal Priest - Wan Sian
Royal Chariotéer(More like royal trotter) - Rachel
Psallette & Orchestre (Pig Choir and Orchestra) - Juanita
Commandant nous sécurité(Chief of Security) - Charis
Vacancies:
Royal Jester
Royal Food Taster
Royal Princess
Heir to the Throne
Royal Chalice - BakKutTeh bowl of stew
Royal Card Game - Warlords and Scumbags
Royal Sacrament - A piece of pork and its soup
Remarks
Come and join this powerful monarchy, in its valiant conquest to search for the best pork in Kajang and Bangi. It's still unofficial, however (AJK PERKEB needs to confer about the matter first) I've got no right to declare anything just yet. But when it is official.. *grin*
Will they agree? Will the AJK adhere to their dietary ideals, or will they succumb to the haunting hallways of their bellies? Find out more, in the next edition of: PORK DAY..
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Conversation
David: It's been a while, LORD. What do I do next? Is it just my fleshly emotions toying around with me again? Is it time to move in?
GOD: Honor Me with the promise you'd made to Me and I will honor you in return.
David: *oh man tahan tahan* aiya why did I go make that promise. ok lor.
I promised GOD I'd commit the next 1 1/2 years to refrain from entering a relationship, to serve Him and wait for a sign at the end of it. Sometimes I wonder if I've made that commitment on a foolish premise. Either way, already promised, so no turning back.
Typ-O-matic
Got this off Jeen's blog.. anyone could try this..
89 words
63 perkataan
and Malay is obviously harder :S
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
GOD is GREAT
O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,