Slapdash

I admit I’m guilty of being slapdash at times when it comes to washing up 

With the result that when knifes or forks and spoons are needed, then I or someone else notices little bits of left or food, which then involves rewashing them 

Which made me wonder if being slapdash is similar to lukewarm, as in the Bible says “‘I know your works: you are neither cold nor hot. Would that you were either cold or hot! So, because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out … 

As slapdash is not doing a thorough job of work, not really bothered enough to even inspect what you have done, just as lukewarm is similar in a way 

With a lack on eagerness to become motivated enough to be either hot or cold, passionate as on fire, or even cold indifference, and therefore remain neither one or the other 

I pray dear brothers and sisters in Christ, let us not be slapdash or lukewarm in our faith, rather let us be Bold and proclaim the gospel to everyone with on fire passion 

Be Still and Know that I Am God

A phrase you may have heard or read many times, but just how are we meant to put it into practice? 

Like many others, my mind is hardly ever still and nether am I, there is always something to do or think about, thoughts are buzzing around in my mind even at bedtime! 

It requires much focused effort on my breathing in order to fall asleep 

But “Be still and know that I am God” Psalm 46:10 it seems is more about the silence and stillness that ought to overtake us and take us into the presence of our Holy, Awesome, and Glorious God. 

God call us to stop being afraid, and trust Him for God is our refuge 

Why then do we worry and often become fearful, in situations beyond our control? 

Perhaps it’s because we rely on our own albites and inner strength, as individuals we all like our own way Therefore we become incapable of fully trusting God, as He exposes albites and strength as weaknesses 

Forgive me Lord, in my arrogance I too often underestimate your power, and view you to be weak as myself, help me to remember who you truly are, and contently remind me that I need not have any fear  

Easter Blessing to all Chistian readers

Procrastination

All of us are prone to put off everything until tomorrow, we use excuses as tools to procrastinate

Fuelled by our own laziness and dislike of any changes, can frequently spur us onto procrastination

I confess I dislike unexpected changes; it’s unsettling to find something you are comfortable with using, is suddenly changed often without warning  

There have been some changes, I have been grateful for, the main one having my sins forgiven and being freed from my addiction

I count myself fortunate to have a Saviour who is patient faithful enough to wait for me to acknowledge I was a slave to my addiction (sin) and in desperate need of His saving grace

As if I had procrastinated another tomorrow could have been too late, for me to admit my sin and that I needed His saving grace

Dear reader, if you have any sin you are still clinging onto, don’t put off confessing and asking for forgiveness, for tomorrow may be too late

Take it from me, wretched sinner that I am, nothing you enjoy and indulge in secret, will ever satisfy

Whatever sin you take pleasure in, will drag deeper into darker places

Enslaving you, make you blind to your sinfulness, it will rob you of peace and joy

Any love you once had, will become corroded, and corrupted beyond your understanding

Confess your sins, pray to Jesus to forgive you, ask Him to cleans you and made you a new creation

As to myself, I have freely given up my free will, rather than continue to missuse it, I would rather continue to be a sevent to Christ than a slave to sin

Christmas Blessings

I had meant to wite this just before the blessed day, but failed I will not make excuses as theses are a form of lying

Though this year has very restrictive with the unexpected virus and many hardships have followed in its wake

Even though and my family have been spared and remain healthy, I have felt downhearted

Especially leading up to Christmas day, to the point of not celebrating the special day

Then I decided not to allow the enemy to cast down my joy of knowing the Love of Jesus

I dug out the Christmas tree from its stored place and decorated it with many brand-new lights

 As a symbol of hope and shed its light on the dark winter’s nights

With each small light reminding of the many other Christians all around the world singing and prising God, for His love and the Grace offer by Jesus

My blessing to all who read and share this, is May your hearts be filled with Joy and true Love

May you all find peace in the mist of troubled times, and the true comfort of God

No Real Self-control

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From personal experience I found that self-control is not a possibility

At lest with the old self, as expecting the old self to discipline itself, is unlikely to happen

For the old self is Self-cantered, Selfish and wants only its own way, Self-indulgence

The only way to gain self-control, was by dying to my old self, and asking God to transform me into a new creation

Once I was born again, and I was free of my old self, and all my sins I had committed due to my self-indulgence

As a new born child of God, I found His comfort and peace, was amazing and far better than the false freedom my old self offered

Which turned out to be no freedom at all, rather it quickly turned into slavery through addiction

At my darkest point I had no rest from images that flooded my mind, even when I could sleep, they danced around in my dreams, taunting my relentless

Whereas becoming a new creation child of God, and all that has taken place since, has been beautiful and amazing

That Jesus willing suffered and died such a cruel death, so my sins could be forgiven, is beyond my wildest imagination, that He loved me even though I had strayed so far from Him

I would rather become a servant for Christ, than have remained a Slave of lust

Every day He gives me breath, I will sing His praises

How Much Sin are You Carrying Around?

From my own experience of how easy it is to accumulate sin, because in my case I didn’t think of it as sinning

Just pleasing myself, but there lays the problem, “SELF” that illusive hidden part of human nature

Illusive and hidden, because it is hard to pinpoint exactly where it is situated within our bodies

While fooling us into thinking whatever sin we are doing is harmless and even part of the human nature

But since sinning is way too easy and briefly pleasurable, we tend not to notice how clings to us, and will begin to demand attention

“SELF” is never satisfied, enough is Never enough! One sin will lead to another, even if it’s not the same sin, although it will be when you begin sinning

As the sin will become habit forming, most times without you noticing, the more you feed SELF, the deeper and darker sinning it will lead you into

While doing so every sin will linger within you adding weight to the sins you have already

Unlike dirt and grime that can be wash off your hands or body when you bathe, Sin sticks and accumulates

Along with this unseen and unpleasant problem, all sins will rob you of any peace or rest, as they grow in strength, they become more demanding  

They will plague every moment throughout your day, and continue to weaken your resistance to indulge  

While you may want or need to give up what started as a bad habit, using your willpower, will be unsuccessful, and you will find slipping back into Sin all too easy

In order to stop sinning you need to Die to Self, by confessing all your sins and praying for forgiveness.

For as long as Self remains, you will be enslaved, you will be worshipping your-Self (a false god)

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Even if,

Even if, I am unable prove there is a Creator God

Even So, I will Praise Him

Even if, this life was all there was

Even So, I will Live for Him alone

Even if, I could never enter into Heaven

Even So, I will Rejoice

Even if, Jesus was a fictional character, as atheists say

Even So, I Know He Lived and Died for us All

Even if, many may mock and call me names

Even So, I care not for what men may say

I know my saviour lives, He lives within my heart

No one can ever sway my belief in Jesus and His saving Grace

There is no power on earth that can alter even one moment of my rebirth

No one or spirit can take away the Joy my Lord has graciously given me

Jesus gave me freedom from that old self, that once enslaved me

Praise You my soul for You are Worthy of all Praise

Every day you give me breath I will sing Your Praises

Amen

The Gift

Based on a dream

There were two brothers who had great respect for each other

They were issued a challenge by a church elder, to give a special gift to each other, for no real reason

The gift had to be personal and as unique as they could lame it, as it had to be handcrafted

They both were eager in accepting the challenge and set to the task of think what this gift could be and then creating it

Several days pasted and they shut themselves away from each other, which was unusual and very odd for they normally spent much time together

As they enjoyed each other’s company, but the production of this challenge kept them apart

Their house was unusually quiet while they each struggled with what the gift

Until on the same day after much effort, they both had their gift ready to give

The brothers meet in the living room with the gift in their hands, exchanging them both

They proceeded to unwrap their own gift, while the other did the same, so intense was their attention, they hardly looked up to see what the other thought of their gift

Soon both gifts were unwrapped, both brothers sighed as they each saw the gift looked the same

Each held a plain covered book in their hands, upon opening them, signs of delight and relief spread over their faces

The on gift was full of old photographic memories long forgotten, while the other gift was full of hand written boyhood memories  

“Strange how we both thought to make a book” said the one brother

“Yes” said the other brother, but I’m glad we filled them differently, do you like my gift to you he asked?

“Oh! Yes”, it was a wonderful idea to sort out all these old photographs, I had quite forgotten all about, thank you for your gift

“Thank you for this wonderfully written book, I shall treasure it and read it often

“As wonderful as both of these gifts are” said one brother, I missed your company so much while we were busy. Never let us ever do this again, he paused, as the best gift is always being together”

“I agree” said the other brother, and they hugged each other and laughed at their slight foolishness, thinking a made gift was more important than time spent together

Things I pray for… — From my heart to yours

I pray that more children will smile today, that someone will wipe their tears away, that someone will give a hungry child something to eat, that they will play to their fill yet not fall or bruise themselves. I pray that more men and women will become responsible for the children they have brought into […]

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Beside Still Waters

Beside still waters are part of the 23rd Psalm, which still remain the best know Psalm

 He makes me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters

It has long been my favourite Psalm, but until fairly recently the part about still waters had not stood independently out from the rest of the Psalm

The Lord having led me away from the frantic demanding world of self-indulgence, towards green pastures (new life and thoughts)

Where the still waters offer peace and Refreshment, which went unnoticed at first, due to the over bearing demands of my sinful life

Similar to living in a bust town and going to the countryside, you are so used to the constant noise, the lack of load noise in the countryside is not readily appreciated

So, it was with this new experience of the still waters, which genteelly soothed my troubled spirit

Bathing my mind also washing away even the memory of those sinful and destroying thoughts

Since I have remained here in the green pastures, with the Lord’s tender care

I have no knowledge of the length of time since He freed me, and allowed me to stay here in this wonderful place

All I know for sure is the longer I am here and His love surrounds me, the power of my old self grows less with every passing day

Praise the Lord, from all blessing flow

Aman