We speak about the cross, about carrying our crosses, about laying down our worries at the feet of the cross. The cross – the symbol of His infinite and unfailing love.
I stand beneath Your cross and I look up, I see Love, my sins, my unworthiness, and my redemption. And then I look at the empty tomb – Love fulfilled. The tomb of my sins washed clean. The tomb of my failures, gone. Your resurrection is my Hope fulfilled.
The cross, Your Love. The empty tomb, Your victory.
The cross, my salvation. The empty tomb, my Hope.
The cross, a reminder of the life in this world. The empty tomb, a reminder of heaven.
Beneath Your feet my tears fall, outside your empty tomb my heart rejoices. Lord Jesus, my God, unworthy as I am, Your Love overtakes me. There is nothing more than I want than to rejoice in Your victory.
Because He lives;
Because He forgives;
Because He is God;
Because He is Almighty;
Because He saves;
Because He loves me.
What reasons do I have
Not to believe, not to trust?
Because there’s none like Jesus,
None like God,
Who will take all of me –
Even the broken, sinful part of me –
To embrace them all and love me.
© May 4, 2017
Only You can see my tears and know exactly what they mean;
And only You can wipe these tears and fill this empty space within;
Because only You know what’s in my heart and give exactly what it needs;
Only You can steady this heart and bring back the peace within.
© April 30, 2017
Love your enemies.
Simple. Direct. Crazy. But, why should I? How could I?
In theory, it’s already hard to postulate. In practice, what more? The world sees this as the craziest idea – a world that demands justice, revenge, vengeance sugar-coated into something we sometimes use as ‘I’m just teaching him a lesson’ or ‘He deserves it’. Oh, how kind of us, teaching lessons, giving deserving presents! And the world who loves gossips and dramas would be against a person who quietly accepts persecution and forgives – corny, boring, stupid.
“You have heard that it was said, ‘Eye for an eye, and tooth for tooth.’ But I tell you, do not resist an evil person. If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to them the other cheek also. And if anyone wants to sue you and take your shirt, hand over your coat as well. If anyone forces you to go one mile, go with them two miles. Give to the one who asks you, and do not turn away from the one who wants to borrow from you.” Matthew 5:38 – 42
Personally, I struggle with this command. It’s just too hard to comprehend and it goes against lessons the society has taught me growing up. I look at a society that demands Continue reading
I have seen something else under the sun: The race is not to the swift or the battle to the strong, nor does food come to the wise or wealth to the brilliant or favor to the learned; but time and chance happen to them all.
When we view life as a race, we have this tendency to compete and win at all cost, sometimes even forgetting our values and trampling on other people’s worth just to emerge as winners, successful or powerful people. God gave us a life to travel along with Him, to journey and enjoy each moment. When we race through life, we do not stop and smell flowers. That is contrary to what life is about. Learn to slow down, to enjoy each moment, to rest in His love and to trust in His purpose. Learn to trust the journey. ☺
Winter is over, spring has come
The flowers bloom
There’s an empty tomb
Crossing over death, He’s done
From cross to grave
He defeated death
Lent is over, Easter has come
Alleluia, He’s risen
Christ is truly risen!
22:51 03.30.16 ©
Whenever I reflect on God’s Mercy, I cannot help but be amazed of the love that He has for His disobedient and stubborn people. I see how unworthy I am of such love and how faithful He is for keeping His covenant in spite of all that the other party, we, does. Seeing this love always drives me to tears and gratitude and makes me see that all other things matter less in this world.
One parable commonly told is that of the prodigal son, in other texts it is entitled the parable of the Merciful Father and rightly so. Often the focus is on the son who Continue reading