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Tuesday, February 12, 2008
This blog entry is inspired by my sister's blog with the same title. I wonder when my Abba Father looks at me, what is going through His mind (Psalm 139:17-18)? I wonder when He sees me trying my best to do what pleases Him, what kind of smile does He has on His face? A wide smile, a goofy grin? In doing what pleases Him, do I bring a spring to His step, taps on His feet? I wonder when He sees me doing things I shouldn't do, does He feel like coming down from heaven and tell me not to go that path of misery? And yet He has to endure the pain of seeing me suffer cos it is only through it that I can experience His mercy and grace. I wonder when He sees me cry and struggle with life, does He feel like slapping the evil one for me? I wonder when He sees me crying myself to sleep, does He feel like hugging me, patting my head, smothering me with His love and telling me things are going to be ok cos He is in charge? I wonder when He sees me finding it difficult to come to Him cos of guilt and shame, does He feel like showing Himself to me, extending His arms wide and hold me and tell me that He has never condemn me? Many things I wonder. But one thing I am very sure. He cries when I cry. He smiles when I smile. He laughs when I laugh. He loves me and only want the best for me.
3:05 PM
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Yours Truly
~~~JING ER~~~
*Just an ordinary girl made extraordinary by God*
*Interestingly and uniquely created*
*Never fail to be amazed by God's love, grace and mercy*
*Going on a journey to become the woman God's created me to be*
*Everytime I am lost, I know His love will lead me home*
*Refreshed whenever I turn to Him*
Favourite Poem
Our Deepest Fear
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves,
Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God
that is within us.
It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
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