Worship is a special time with the Lord and last Sunday I experienced a simple but touching worshipping session with the Lord. I went back to my hometown but not to my hometown church, instead I went to a Cantonese speaking church, my second time there. Not many familiar faces that I captured, majority of the worshippers are elderly people. The praise and worship session has no fancy musical instruments beside the piano, the worship leader is no handsome guy but a brother in his 50s I guessed, together with a sister in her late 40s. As we sang songs of worship, I observed elderly people before me clapping with joy, out of the beat but in their face I could see the joy of coming before the Lord. The congregation sang slowly but mightily for the Lord, I saw some youths in wheel chair, elders who squeezed their eyes for a clearer view of the songs flashed on the white wall, I saw the simple wooden cross with the blue lighting at the back, I saw old church pews with old hymnals and I saw simple worshippers worshipping the Lord with all sincerity and purity. I was truly blessed and praised God for this simple experience away from my normal routine experience with the Lord back in the city. God touched and spoke to me that morning. He desired each of us to come before him just as we are and with a heart just seeking and thirsting for His presence.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Father and daughter
As a parent, I'm becoming to realize how close I am to my daughters and how my Father in heaven has to repeatedly remind, discipline, reprimand me because He desires me to imitate Christ. As my daughters are growing up, my husband and I find ourselves having repeatedly to teach the same old topics, reinforce the same old behavior, correcting the same old mistakes just because we wanted our daugthers to imitate goodness which give birth to well mannered, behaviorly accepted and children of good character.
The spirit within me convicted me on how in many occassions, I am very much like my daughters, willingly disobey my Heavenly Father, trust in my own ability to do things, being self-centered and simply misbehave. It's funny how God uses circumstances in our lifes to reveal His teaching and message to His children. I realized, often it is me who turn off the switch connecting to Him and failed to tune to God's frequency. As a result miss God's abundance blessings on me and His desire to mold me into Christlikeness. He is preparing me to meet God eternally.
I prayed as the spirit leads and convicts, I will truly learn to be quiet and obedient to God.
The spirit within me convicted me on how in many occassions, I am very much like my daughters, willingly disobey my Heavenly Father, trust in my own ability to do things, being self-centered and simply misbehave. It's funny how God uses circumstances in our lifes to reveal His teaching and message to His children. I realized, often it is me who turn off the switch connecting to Him and failed to tune to God's frequency. As a result miss God's abundance blessings on me and His desire to mold me into Christlikeness. He is preparing me to meet God eternally.
I prayed as the spirit leads and convicts, I will truly learn to be quiet and obedient to God.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Open my eyes..
Open my eyes, that I may see wondrous things from Your law. —Psalm 119:18
One of the resolution made this year with my dear husband is to long for Gods's word and to read through the entire Bible this year. A relationship can only be built through deep understanding of each other and this is most often achieved through quality time in two way communication. So Lord, as you lead me to another year, I prayed that each day the Holy Spirit within me will thirst and long for your word just like a young born baby long for her mother's milk. I understand that through your word, only my soul will be nourished and my faith strengthened to live a live worthy of your calling.
Give me, O Lord, a strong desire
To look within Your Word each day;
Help me to hide it in my heart,
Lest from its truth my feet would stray. —Branon
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