Weak

I can’t go on.
I had enough.
I can’t do this anymore.

Recently, I went through something I am used to – people come and people go, right? I should be able to handle this for the nth time. Well, I was wrong. And I saw how it is true – when you are breaking down inside, you vividly see how the world perfectly goes on, how people happily lives on without you, while you try to pull yourself together with all your might.

The questions come one after the other, questions most often you won’t find answers to. And slowly, the bitterness creeps in, and before you know it, darkness. I started to question things I know about, questioning God, questioning myself. Every thing is wrong, someone has to be responsible for this. I have my choices: God, me, or him. Yet I cannot choose apart from me so I point the fingers at myself and felt ever more wrong, which lead me to question God, why create me? It’s a cycle spiralling down towards a dark abyss. I know other people would have chosen differently, and maybe for some it could have been easier to blame the other person and get over with it. That was my choice, a choice which clearly shows how much self-love I have – close to zero. I am selfish, but I do not love myself. I believed I was strong and now I am demanding that strength from myself.

One truth remains and that is, in darkness, Light will shine brighter, in weakness, His strength will be magnified. Only when I shift my focus away from myself and focus on Him; only when I stop blaming myself and start loving His creation called me; only when I accept the divine help He so freely offer and has been keeping me; only when I stop trying to control and solve the situation and rely on Him; only when I start to die to self and live for Him. It is singing to God with all my heart and soul Jesus take the wheel, take it from my hand, cos I can’t do this on my own…

As of this writing, I still struggle. Yet I know, I do not struggle alone and true help comes from Him. I still have a lot to learn from St. Paul. I don’t know how to boast about my weakness. I only plead for the thorn to be taken away but to delight in the thorn is something else. Yet St. Paul clearly said, for God’s strength to rest in me, I must first boast about my weakness. I pray that I will have true strength to surrender and tell about my weakness. Lord, I am a sinner and I cannot do this alone. I’ve tried and failed and hurt myself and other people. This is just too much for me to handle.

Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

Second letter of St. Paul to the church in Corinth 12:8-10

True strength isn’t about being sassy, sexy, independent, self-reliant and in control.

True strength doesn’t rely on self – it dies to self.

Recognizing our human frailty and leaning on Him is what makes us strong.

A woman of strength recognizes she is weak and in need of a savior. She admits her need. She knows that it’s only the good kind of weak – the humble, soft, teachable kind – that will truly make her strong.

The Right Kind of Strong – Mary A. Kassian

“Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good. His love endures forever.”

‭‭Psalm‬ ‭136:1‬ 

But I will sing of your strength, in the morning I will sing of your love; for you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble.

Psalm 59:16

He

He who loves me,
He who cares for me,
He who holds me in His hands,
He who never lets me go.

He who calls me,
He who chooses me,
He who keeps me under His wings,
He who steadies my heart.

He who disciplines me,
He who forgives me,
He whose mercy never fails,
He who never lets me fall.

He who strengthens me,
He who sustains me,
He who gives me His life,
He who is forever faithful.

He is my Dad,
He is my King,
He is my God,
To Him my heart sings.

©djklmnopi 11:32 10.22.2015

Made To Praise

This morning, I was driving very lousily and I felt my energy drain because I was fighting to be good and to feel good.  Thankfully, I am blessed with an extended family who knows exactly what to say in moments like these for me – truly instruments of God.  In all my searching and craving for God’s Word and receiving all these Word, I have forgotten to praise.  I was too focused on understanding the Word, of trying to keep up with it and live it out that I have left out an important recipe in my walk with God – to praise.  After all, we are all made to praise God. 🙂  Only after that revelation was I able to feel better and only when I started praising and humming did I feel my heart lighten and the lousy morning turn into a productive day.  Thank YOU LORD! ♥

I See

In praising I see
Beauty beyond compare
In thanking I see
Joy enough to share
In praying I see
Calm so resolute
In loving I see
Power that’s absolute

© djklmnopi 12.09.14 13:04

My Heart Sings

Perfeclty Flawed © 08.10.13

There’s a song that my heart is singing
A song that gives my life meaning
Shouts of joy so overwhelming
Praises I raise to the Almighty Being

Once in darkness I was wandering
Lost, confused, kept on stumbling
Caught on dead ends and cliff-hangings
Uncertain future that keeps evaporating

A voice so still, I heard it calling
Red droplets from above keep falling
A light from faint to bright keeps glowing
My feet, towards it, start moving

Sunshine never felt so inviting
Flowers never smelled as pleasing
Hope never been solid and enduring
‘Til that fateful day my Saviour caught me

So my heart will keep rejoicing
Until the day of my Saviour’s coming
I will bask in the light of His mercy
And of His passion, of His love for me.

02.06.14 09:35 ©djklmnopi

Perfectly Flawed ©

Few days back, I started writing down tidbits of praise and prayer.  The back story for how it started and why:

I sat contemplating about envy, anger, things happening around me, things going on inside my head, temptations I fight and failed to fight.  Then, I am inspired by St. Paul’s letter to the church in Corinth…

2 Corinthians 12:9

 But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.”

By His Cross, I see my sins and shame crucified.
By His Resurrection, I see my salvation and victory.
In my weakness, I see His strength.
In my sins, I see His mercy.
In my fallen state, I see His unconditional love.
I am made perfect in my weakness, through His strength.
I am fearfully and wonderfully made, flaws and all.
I am perfectly flawed for His glory.
I am His child, so dearly loved.
I am a child in awe of my Father, my God, my King.
And I will sing and proclaim His goodness, His mercy, His grace, His love, and this Hope through His gift to me – writing.

Debbie

What Is The Point?

The point in waiting is to enjoy
To love and worship God
In every act of your life
Including the waiting.
And in the waiting
Remember His nature
That He is the Giver of every perfect gift
That He desires to lavish you with such treasures
Treasures that are worth the wait
Solely because He is in them.
Rest in this:
He is going to give you
Exactly what you need
At exactly the time you need it.
That is reason to smile
That is reason to breathe easy
And rest in Him.
Let go of “when” and “if”
Because His way
Are so much higher than yours.
His thoughts
Beyond what you could ever fathom
Because He loves you
Oh, how He loves you.
And that is the point of your entire existence
To experience His presence
His love
Inside every moment
Especially in the waiting.

– Josiah Schwartz