Life has been pretty good and busy lately — good because God answers prayers, and busy because we also have to work hard in both the physical (going out and about) and spiritual (prayer) sense. These past 2 months have been a combination of nervousness and sighs of relief for us, and to say that we're happy with the progress we've made so far would only be an understatement. In actuality, we are absolutely swept away by God's love for us and moreover are we in awe of how things are slowly working out on our part.
In this season of prayers getting answered it is incredibly easy to get swayed by the idea that it is because of our faithfulness and years of prayer that caused God to hear us out, or maybe it's because we serve Him and go to small group and read the Bible. I used to think that way when I was younger, that my dealings with God was the same when my dad would promise me a new “item” if I did my best at school. As I grew in my relationship with the LORD, however, I realized that God does things quite differently.
Last Wednesday, we had 2:42 Bible study group and looked at the first portion of Mark 8 where Jesus fed a large crowd again. This time, it was a crowd of 4,000 people. We all know what happened thereafter isn't it? Jesus asked the disciples for whatever food was available and then He blessed and multiplied it. Our group also discussed how the disciples’ disbelief and doubts sometimes resemble the many of us — that even though we have already seen God's goodness in the past, we somehow still manage to forget to look at that same goodness when a new challenging season strikes us. Another point to consider is that God still provided though faithlessness and disbelief were both present in the air.
This led me to truly wanting to write something on this topic especially for all who still feel like they have to do something “grandeur” for God to come to their rescue. That being said, I’ll be looking back at the first portion of Mark 8 to aid me in this.
I will never get this post done, unless I start writing it.
I have spent the past 2 months or so badly wanting to come up with another blog entry, but I felt like my words are just as lifeless as I was already becoming. I have already put up polls more than a month ago on my Instagram Stories to hopefully aid me in a post I wanted to write which was about ministry: what it is, what it is not and touch on its importance in our Christian growth. To be honest, I started writing it, but I could never end it. I could never come up with words to add at least a second paragraph. It's difficult, so difficult when there's emptiness but I still want to pour into others. Slowly, I am losing the glow, the excitement and the fun in blogging-- only to realize that what I perhaps needed was a rest from the ordinary so I can draw nearer to the Extraordinary.
It seems like, in human nature, one of the hardest things we've ever had to deal with is change. Every time we are taken away from our comfort, our natural instinct is to desperately hold on to that thing we feel completes us, our entire being. All of these to say that seasons do change. In one way or another, going through periods of uncertainty, emptiness and brokenness only leads us to a better understanding of what remains certain and unchanging through it all.
Humanly speaking, I cannot think of a foolproof way to deal with the changing seasons in life because of the inevitable pain, anxiety and fear that sometimes come along with it, but I looked up these verses in the Bible that fortunately helped me come up with this post. It has encouraged me, I hope it does for you too.
Into the last day of February! How has your month been? Mine was going steady until this week where things were shaken up a bit; faith was tested but trust and confidence in God surely heightened to new levels.
I remember exactly 3 years ago today, I had started a journey of the unknown — walking down unfamiliar paths; meeting new people, conversing to strangers with whom I shared the same interests; getting involved in online groups, and immersing myself in a world that helped me know God and know myself in all the adventures and misadventures of life. Looking back into what blogging has done for me, I can honestly say that I loved every easy and difficult part that came along with it. I loved the people I came to know and of course, I also loved every moment that I got to encourage and shed light on someone else's dark corners. And if it wasn't God who breathed life on my words, those words will just stay as words.
I admit that there were a lot of my life's inside stories in the span of three years that didn't make it into this blog which I sincerely hope I can write about someday. Even then, I want you to know first and foremost that God has been good. Life hasn't for the most part, but HE has remained my anchor in all those depressing times. It was those days of sadness that made me turn to Him and my blog more. And now that I'm on my third year into blogging, I wanna share a couple of things that I learned and thankfully unlearned along the way. Some of it may not directly be related to blogging per se, but it still helped me all throughout. I hope it does for you too!
Thanks for making it to this portion of the internet. I am truly grateful for each one of you for reading my entries! Most of what I've written here are unspoken words — words I wish I could've said or shared with anyone in person but has remained in my heart until I was able to write it in here.
My life's full of downs than ups, but through it all, I have seen and tasted the sweetness of God's grace and love. With that, I can tell you with a convinced heart that God is faithful, He is good and He never runs out of love for you and for me. Hope you enjoy your read(s)!
Rest if you must, but don't you quit!
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