verses read: Jeremiah 6:1-15
prayer: 5 minutes
Chinese New Year is finally over. Can restart my diet again; been eating too much last few weeks. Today is one lunar year to the day in which everything went down the drain for me. It’s been a long time. Can still remember those words that were spoken to me at the engineering bridge. It was the start of something long and painful; but like all trials, they only serve to build up your faith.
My time in exile has come to an end; and immediately the Lord’s work has begun to pile up on me again. Double headache! Supposed to be coordinating something for FES; and somehow God’s hand has mad me the liaisons for the venue as well. Well; this is work that I completely welcome; a chance of a lifetime to serve the Church in such a big way is an answer to my dreams. Perhaps; like what happened after the day in engineering bridge, another dream can come to reality.
The other headache I have is in opening up my ang pows. I only open on the fifteenth day and this year I carried an empty wallet around so that I won’t be tempted to gamble. Well; I did a little; my cousin had asked me to take over him for two rounds of blackjack; won a bit for him but didn’t take anything home.
Going to start my yearly accounting session in a while. After that; I have a commitment to the Lord to keep regarding the use of all this. Was challenged to exercise my faith in a way that more than just lip service. May it be for His glory; given in faith and thanksgiving.
*this is yesterday's post; a little inappropriate for the blog but I will put it up here to humour myself anyway*
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verses read: Jeremiah 5:18-31
prayer: 5 minutes
God promises some measure of mercy even in the midst of all the destruction he has promised. There is a whole passage on how much the nation has disobeyed; on how much this disobedience cannot be tolerated by God. But even then, He promises mercy. And that was what happened.
Marcus Khoo, what were you thinking? Did something really really stupid and comical last night. I really don’t know why I did that. I’m still a little shaken by what I did. I’m not depressed or anything, just shocked that I actually did that. In fact I’m laughing at my brashness. Was it a spark? Or was it water dousing out embers?
Why am I feeling this way? Is it correct? It’s a familiar feeling that I felt before although I’ve only acted on that feeling only once before. Like what God told me the other day, the plane I was on did not crash and burn, it landed safely after being damaged by turbulence.
A part of me is reluctant to get off the plane; hoping that whatever damage would not be irreparable. Maybe it will take off again but I don’t really know. It is still the night; and my exile is coming to an end and like the Lord said; something will happen at the end of this time of personal retreat. Today is the last day of this retreat; been out of frontline ministry for a while; but I returned today. And like it says in the Psalms, though the sorrow will last for the night, rejoicing will come in the morning.
An airport is deserted at night. But the planes start coming in during the day. The dawn is approaching, and maybe that’s why other planes have landed waiting to take off again. That’s what I was told. Interestingly this whole thing started on Thursday afternoon; one day after the Lord told me all this.
Well, the time ahead is going to be interesting; I cannot bluff myself or be in denial again. Time will show if this is the way to go. So I will let the Lord lead in this matter. It seems so far fetched again; but well; the love of God is the example. We love because He first loved us.
