tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71334670961403141472011-07-08T18:43:34.492+05:30Weave in faith and God will find the thread. ~Author UnknownRishihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15786010817233594307noreply@blogger.comBlogger1101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133467096140314147.post-31263338869835075232010-02-22T11:52:00.000+05:302010-02-22T11:52:10.073+05:30

Last week, at the very beginning of the week – a Sunday morning, I was on an all time spiritual low and to top it all off I had a tooth ache – the painkillers were not responding and the dentist was booked up for a week. I was also slotted to lead worship the coming Friday. When I agreed to do it at the beginning of the week, I assumed my toothache would have disappeared by then. The toothache

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Prayer it seemed… went unanswered. The painkillers would wear off and I would be back at square one – writhing in pure agony. I was suffering because of my own negligence. I had a bad tooth. This morning during a time of testimony, the words were inadequate to form into a sentence the thanks offering I had to my God and the moment swiftly passed. But I am thankful… In those wee hours between

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And from my heart the song rises Praises to my Father God, the Lover of my soul. Suddenly into His realm I am transported and freedom wraps its arms around me, holds me close tenderly He removes the shackles which have bound me in despair. Even as I serenade Him with my song, He releases His Light into my bleak heart And I embrace my God With no shame, With no guilt. I know He loves me, I

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Who should call one thing “precious” and another “worthless”? Think about all of which you have placed a price on. In the big wide world full promise the selected few call life a playground. In the other part of the world where it's just a gray scale landscape. A child is molested at a tender age, a teenager is raped repeatedly until she is with child and thrown out like a dirty rag – passers by

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Clear blue skies outside my window, And the sun shines brilliantly in the afternoon skies, Warming every where the rays fall on. The trees sway in the breeze… a kaleidoscope of green, orange, yellow.. they rustle, A mischievous breeze flits amongst the branchesRustling and frolicking through the leaves.Making sweet musicEven nature sings of God’s gloryNature is adorned and praises the God Who

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We call on the name of Yahweh, God Who is Sovereign, You are the creator of heaven and earth and the universe and the galaxies You are Lord of all. This is our prayer, Look upon us my Lord… lift us up, help us stand Despite hard times. from hour to hour, Whatever our circumstance of difficulty is We ask for grace, strength, patience to love those who crush our spirits And steal our inner peace.

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  I am the watchman. I see. Far and wide. In the distant skies, I see the clouds gather. But the people, they do not see what I see from my sentinel post. They do not see the impending doom that comes on wings of terror. I see the lightning light up the dark skies and I hear the low rumbles growing in crescendo. The storm it comes. Certainly it comes. Soon it will be here breathing its

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With the first breath I breathe In this day of new mercies with your hand of faithfulnessRight by our side... The first word I speak this day,I offer to You… is praise For there is no one like our God. May my words be a fragrant offering unto you This brand new day,I praise You... Jesus.

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Tears wet my pillow at night for the loneliness which gnaws at my heart. I bleed thinking of the happiness which may never be mine  And my heart so yearns to belong to someone… Not anyone… But the man my Father has chosen and blessed for me. To have and to hold. In sickness and in health. Till death do us apart.To be shrouded in the cloak of sacrednessJust as God intended. For this I wait

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I wrote this poem reflecting on the actions of some of the dearest people I spend most of my life with. I understand I cannot change the actions of people. Only they can change themselves. People who are the closest to us and Jesus, are the people who hurt us the most. I understand people will always hurt us with their words and actions, but we who hold on to Him sincerely, who persevere in

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I will not go where Your Presence will not tread, Watch my steps O Lord, the Lord Almighty Who navigates the sun in the skies by day And He Who sets the night alight with its starry hosts. Guide my ways in the paths You have set out for me to follow in. Let me not deviate from Your ways. In the valleys, in the difficult terrain, Let me shelter under the shadow of Your wings. When I am

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He sees me in the place I have fallen.He knows me where I am,Even when I am  so faraway, He understands.He understands the condition I am in, my mind, my heart...My every thought.Deep calls to deep - He knows me where I am.Whether I am in the farthest place - He knows my name - yes, He knows me.I am a city on a hill - I am a mirror which reflects the light of God to a darkened world.My

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"Forgiven...""You are forgiven...," He says.But what do I do with Your forgiveness,When all the damage is done?"Walk away...," He whispers.. "Do not look back, do not return to it..."But What about my guilt, what about my shame?And simply he says..."I have removed your iniquity, I have taken your shame and I have wiped away your guilt...You are forgiven, I have forgiven you."

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Crimson I stand before You,Stained with the blood of my transgression.Here lies my iniquity,Looming ever large...Who will save now, who will direct my path And hold my hand,Through this darkened way?Only You shadow me wherever I am.Cleanse me, wash me and make me pure...Only You can make me whiter than snow.

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I wait for YouIn the still of the morningTo hear Your gentle voiceSpeak to the deepest place in me...I wait for You,To hear You say,"I love you... you are mine".How my soul yearns for You,To draw close to You,Until there is no roomBetween Your heart and mine.I wait for You in the heart of the day,Through the grind of life.To feel Your touch,To revive, refresh and restore me,To strengthen and

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Dear Jesus, this day I just want to thank You for simply saving me.  Thank You mostly for this 'grace' I take for granted. The other day, I was told by a brother from another faith, about their god and what they need to do to receive good gifts from him, and in this lifetime because of human nature and it's inclination to sin, they would never receive their god's favour. In contrast Father, You

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I have put this letter up before. It is not something I wrote. The words are so powerful. May God speak to you through this as He speaks  to me over and over again to me...Beloved, I am aligning and shifting all you know…no more drifting… no more wondering… no more doubt and unbelief… no more will the fibres of your being be attached to your past… healing is to come to your house for you are My

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Great is Your faithfulness... my Father, my Friend, my God.I know Your mercies are new each day,Tha You have plenty in store for me today.And I thank You that You are my God, Who loves me despite my frailties and human weaknesses.I am grateful I don't have to prove myself to You,Or accomplish feats to receive Your approval.Thank you that Your grace is available for me.That Your love abounds for

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A placebo – this peaceExisting without reason.Sugar coated placebos for the blind,  For the mute, The deaf...These who are crippled in their mindsThe fools have forgotten, the truth.The freshly buried. The white flags waving in the breeze. Or perhaps the truth scares them.Today a bullet is the prizeFor speaking the truthIs this the peace these fools speak of?In fact,Who is it we are free from?

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Dear Father,I thank You for this day,I know everything I have planned could go wrong,But I want You to know that it's ok, Because I know You are my God and You have everything in the palm of Your hand.Even If things go wrong God,My praise will always be on my lips, Jesus, for You.I love You.

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 The other day, we met a child who calls You Father. He shared his life story with us.He came to tell us how You showed up at he nick of time. He touched our hearts with what he said.We felt his brokenness, as he spoke of his childhood - of a home broken by an alcoholic father and a mother who protected him, his brothers and sisters at all costs. It broke our hearts, because he seemed so

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“After David had finished talking with Saul, Jonathan became one in spirit with David, And he loved him as himself.”1 Samuel 18:1Walking home from church one afternoon, I thought deeply of the friendship between Jonathan and David and envied David for having such a strong bond with Jonathan. The sermon last Sunday painted a beautiful picture in my mind about the friendships. Jonathan was an

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The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said.Matthew 28:5, 6I behold an empty cross far on a hillside. My heart does not weep for the Prophet whom the crowds say, died on that wretched cross centuries before my life was thought of. But my heart glories in my risen Lord. I look at the

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Dear GodWhen I want to give up, encourage my heart to go further, to take another step. To persevere despite what is. Help me to focus on You God when the giants loom high above me. Encourage my heart even now to pursue the greater things in life. Do not move my obstacles Father, but give me the wisdom to face every single one as they come up ahead of me. Help me also to dwell on the things which

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Every day is about choice and placing God in the head of everything which goes on in our lives. It is an exhilarating experience - this plunge with Jesus, to trust my life into the palm of the most powerful God, knowing that when He takes my life on the journey He calls His will, it will be the most exciting adventure in the universe. Trust is not freefalling into nothingness. I heard one of the

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Is not my house right with God?2 Samuel 23:5I am not (so) into the whole sweeping, dusting, mopping thing. I rather allow the layers to settle, rather than have it flying about. Making my eyes water, tickling my nose, throat and giving me the sniffles. But an untidy home, is an unwelcome sight, where one is never comfortable living in or asking people to visit.Therefore despite the height of

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Born again, revert, convert…What kind are you? What is the right definition?I am the kind who profess ... Jesus is my Saviour. The only One.He died and rose again, To give a sinner like me the free gift of salvation.This is all which matters to me.Pray for those who perish in darkness,Not for those who walk in the Light.

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Truth, liesLight darknessGood, evilLaughter, tearsLove hateLife deathBeginnings endsFreedom, slaveryReality, fantasyThe depths of the worldThe height of the WordMy way – his wayWho do I serve?This day, Whom will I bow down to?

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“For I am convinced than nothing can ever separate us from His love. Death can’t and life can’t. The angels won’t, and all the powers of hell itself cannot keep God’s love away.”Romans 8:38Loneliness, I read recently, is the result of great loss. I know for a fact, I could be in a room full to the brim, with the closest people I hold so dear to my heart, but still be the loneliest person on the

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Sacrifice. Surrender. Simple words. But will power, generally gives me a hard time. I look at God the Father and wonder how He managed to give up - surrender His one Son to people who only nailed Him to a cross. It was predetermined that Christ would die a certain death. The Father knew. Yet He gave up Jesus. And I cannot fathom the Father's pain. I gather together my treasure and tell God here

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Another day of wonder, mystery, doors to walk through, people to see and reach out to. I place my hand in Yours once again – Lord take the lead. Walk with me God as I walk with You, into today. Trust, I trust my life to you, my family, everything which is precious, I entrust to You – for I have no power to protect when circumstance impact everything I think is secure, but all circumstance is in

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Who wronged whom? Each man has his own opinion, His own speculation,His own judgement to pass. But when all reason has been reasoned out,And all logical avenues scaled with a fine tooth comb,When the cause has been turned in, then out,Several times over…You still have the victim – battered, bruised, her world shatteredYou have the perpetrator –wearing arrogance like a crown of glory…The scale

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It’s about choices, the right ones, the wrong ones – We all have to make them.It breaks us, moulds us, makes us.“Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity.”We toil, thinking in the end it would be all worthwhileWe give up, forego, and sacrifice all and in the end - the twist in the tale…The seeds we plant turn into brier and pricks The sower who planted the seed –

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It’s a journey of many faltering steps.. Alone yet and not completely alone,I explore the realm before me,Like a child taking her first steps.Like eyes seeing its first lightSenses reeling, overwhelming, Frightening, exhilarating yet exciting.New days, new sights, new sounds.God’s exquisite plan, unfolding  for me, before me,Packed with glorious adventures with my Lord,This is my world. 

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