Stronger in the Broken Places
Resentment. . . a door quietly closes. Anger… the door slams shut! Hurts from your heritage.. . fasten the latch! Weakened faith . . . throw the bolt! Four elements that can lock up a heart, keeping delight out and darkness in. Resentment, the cocaine of the emotions. Anger, the destroyer of joy. Your heritage- the straitjacket of expectation. Declining faith- the marauder of hope. And four keys to unlocking the heart… to replacing resentment with forgiveness, anger with understanding… to repairing the past with the possible… to rediscovering faith.
Aaaah… don’t u love Max Lucado…
who knows?
frustration built inside of me
straining to be released
taking all effort to keep peace, to be
free from all i thought was deceased.
oh to take it all and to let me go now
won’t the struggles never end?
the voices, the words telling me how
to stray away, to break and bend.
hold on, wait a sec, i’m getting a thought
maybe i’m not intended to do
all these cravings so painfully fought
are all not for me, they’re for You.
time and again i’ve come by this road
and lessons well learnt are retaught
the old ass this stubborn mule knows the code
in her mind, yet her heart knows it not.
so for many more times you’ll hear these words
from me, complaining bout my Flesh
in times of bumpy rides instead of soaring like the birds
when soul and His Spirit in me doth clash.
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it’s been a long three weeks and i must say i’m glad to have gone through it. yes, yes, at that time i would have sold my body to be done with it. but in retrospect it was well worth it.
it wasn’t just the exams and studying. rather the nurturing and training i received whilst in that difficult period…
initially i wanted to be tough and disciplined. i know that is my weakness. discipline, so i thought i’ll make it a pet project as well. so i fasted. and i set a strict regime in which i would be spending time praying and studying equally. i made all the arrangements to keep myself from distractions. but i realised that i wasn’t making progress. i ended up more distracted and further from my goals and objectives.
so on my knees, i begged. God i don’t want to fail this, please. somehow, it became a worship session, and all i can remember was, i was immersed in His presence. and it was wonderful! a bit fuzzy, but i remember, there were a lot of things i needed to first settle before i just delve into my "regime".
to condense my long three weeks of experience, i got a lot more than i bargained for during my study break. it’s a whole new experience knowing how to use God’s word to work out your blessings and authority.even without the grade i think it was a splendid experience (no, not taking for granted, i luv that i passed!) just knowing, and realizing what i am and the potential i have in Christ.
wow…. anyways the long story is much too strenuous for my overtried brain to remember… but over some dim sum… (waiting for an offer - hint hint). till then… cheerio!
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