What is lacking

Today, as I reflect on the week that has passed, and the various encounters in the camp, I find it marked by anything but peace.

The peace that can only be found by resting in Him. The second week of December has me feeling frantic, a little behind, and weighed down. Yes, heavy.

Holding on too tightly to something makes it harder to keep it. But this heart can be at peace with possessing only what He provides. The part I play in the peace God gives – letting go.

So I’m looking – for opportunities to encounter Jesus daily. To move away from the distractions of the day, of the Advent season, that will cause me to miss Him and the peace He offers when I trust in Him.

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid” (John 14:27)

So home to Your safe harbour, take me. Lay my weary heart down, down where Your peace flows in, and Your joy pours out.

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Just follow law?

Third year in the Singapore sports school.

1. One thing I’ve learnt

We can count on the steadfast love of the Lord, which does not cease.

2. One thing I’m thankful for

The beauty of Community – of seeing visibly the faithfulness of mentorship, of tangibly sensing the power of a leader walking with youth.

Edit:

On 9 Dec the Japanese missionary Gerd Strauss passed away suddenly. My July team had met with him briefly at Morioka Bible Baptist Church. He was a man full of energy and passion. He leaves behind a widow and three children.

I felt then in the depths of my heart – something is wrong in the world. There is excess is so many places, and wants in others. Our church is ripe and fat and privileged with talents and gifts. The land outside that I have experienced is bare and cold and nary a baptism.

Mostly, I realise how little I have been honestly asking that His Kingdom come and His will be done. That His mercy be seen to the ends of the world. How will they hear, if no one tells them?

Who will tell them? Who will act, for the time is now?

Forgive my feebleness, my foolish living, my futile thinking. How shall I see clearly, Lord?

Pavement talk

I pity all the worldlings talk

Of pleasures that will quickly end.

Be this, my Lord, my choice to walk

With Thee, my guide, my guard, my Friend.

John Newton

A bean curd tart unceremoniously consumed beside the Prinsep Street. Listening in to the thoughts of the world.

Listening to the anxieties of the heart; youth camp is upon us. Goodwill and peace, yes, peace.

He who is in me is greater than he who is in the world.

Who says

…one cannot have a chocolate ice cream cone on a Monday evening?

So I often realise that with the desire for copious quantities of chocolate and sugar comes an indirect need to self-medicate. “Comfort food” is not without truth to its name.

What was it today? One prods the heart warily, weary of a diagnosis without cure.

Was it – insecurity about the last piece of work? The frustration of not nailing down a problem statement? The cluttered mind and tired brain?

Or was it the inability to rest in Him, to be still and know who is God, and who is in control?

I cannot help but feel that I have over-extended myself this period. But I know there must be a reason, and while mistakes may have been made, His grace is sufficient yet.

I will be still and know that You are God, refuge. My confidence, the stronghold, deliverer.

And this is why I will never stop singing.

Community heart

Blessed chance dinner with crab pizza and new babies. With families who so readily bless and embrace.

… And a terrific Top friend who would give me more than Fiji water. ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ

This December is absolutely stunning in its serendipity. Thankful, thankful Lord!

#29 hug somebody

Today, tonight was particularly difficult.

But I am grateful I could #be the gift; there was someone to hug after all ๐Ÿ˜Š

Grateful also for dear sisters who would buy me a slice of chocolate smores pie, just because.

Grateful for so many opportunities and things to capture my imagination. Grateful for the Bigger Story I’m in.

And even if it doesn’t bring me where I had hoped to go, for Lord, You know what my heart had hoped, I’m grateful anyway for You.