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Something that grips me too..

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MountainWings A MountainWings Moment
#3084 Wings Over The Mountains of Life
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Still Answers
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A young man had been to Wednesday night Bible study.
The pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the
Lord’s voice.

The young man couldn’t help but wonder,
“Does God still speak to people?”

After service, he went out with some friends for coffee and pie
and they discussed the message. Several different ones talked
about how God had led them in different ways.

It was about ten o’clock when the young man started driving
home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray,
“God, if you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen.
I will do my best to obey.”

As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the
strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook
his head and said out loud,

"God is that you?" He didn’t get a reply and started on toward
home. But again, the thought, “buy a gallon of milk.”

The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn’t recognize
the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli.
“Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk.”

It didn’t seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could
always use the milk.

He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off
toward home. As he passed Seventh Street, he again felt the
urge, “Turn down that street.”

"This is crazy," he thought and drove on past the intersection.
Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street. At the
next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh.
Half jokingly, he said out loud, “Okay, God I will.”

He drove several blocks when suddenly, he felt like he should
stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in
a semi-commercial area of town. It wasn’t the best, but it
wasn’t the worst of neighborhoods either.

The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark
like the people were already in bed. Again, he sensed
something, “Go and give the milk to the people in the house
across the street.” The young man looked at the house. It was
dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were
already asleep.

He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat.
“Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake
them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid.”
Again, he felt like he should go and give them the milk.

Finally, he opened the door. “Okay God, if this is you, I will
go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to
look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess
that will count for something, but if they don’t answer right
away, I am out of here.”

He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear
some noise inside. A man’s voice yelled out, “Who is it?
What do you want?”

Then the door opened before the young man could get away.
The man was standing there in his jeans and a t-shirt.
He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on
his face, and he didn’t seem too happy to have a stranger
standing on his doorstep.

"What is it?" The young man thrust out the gallon of milk.
“Here I brought this to you.”

The man took the milk and rushed down the hallway, speaking
loudly in Spanish. Then from down the hall came a woman
carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her
holding a baby.

The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.
The man began speaking and half-crying, “We were just praying.
We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money.
We didn’t have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and
asking God to show me how to get some milk.”

His wife in the kitchen yelled out, “I asked him to send an
Angel with some milk. Are you an Angel?”

The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the
money he had on him and put it in the man’s hand. He turned and
walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his
face.

He knew that God still answers prayers.

"Stop telling God how big your storm is.
Instead, tell the storm how big your God is!”


Author Unknown

from The Mountain:
This classic story still touches me each time I read it.
God answers but usually it is through an obedient servant.

We must realize that often the servant is sent to us to answer
our prayers, but more often,

…we are the servant who is sent.

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Battling

“You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it.”
- Margaret Thatcher

Read this tweet earlier on and it reminded me on battling.

Sometimes we find ourselves battling with things of the past. Fears, insecurities, anxiety.. Or even those battles against such which we thought had been won.

I guess the truth is those battles had to be won not only once..but many times and constantly, all throughout our lives.

There sure are things that once overcome, is a done-deal. Settled and forever won. But there are others that will require our constant guard against and attention to once we feel a comeback.

Take for an example, me. I used to battle with much low self-esteem and always had the fear of rejection. I was always seeking for approval from people through the things I do and say and even the way I behave.

But thank God…He made me realize what a rut I was in and graciously brought people into my life who would love me enough to tell me the truth about myself. I slowly came out from that dark period of my life. It was terribly tough because it was a real battle, needing an immense amount of strength (inner strength) and lots of determination from myself..not to give up on the one person I had felt I should give up on - me.

So the battle had indeed been won. I finally am able to recognize what are the right thoughts about myself and what aren’t. I am able to know when I’m about to veer off that track of knowing who I really am into one which spirals down into despair and a sense of being rejected (not accepted).

But it also came to my realization that this battle is one in my life that needs to be constantly fought and won, time and time again. I cannot just leave my armor on the shelf and happily sit somewhere thinking the enemies aren’t coming my way anymore.

So I ready myself and find myself on battlefield again sometimes.

The beautiful thing is those battle scars remind us of our past victories and are a testament that we too can get out of our current battle alive and even more victorious than before.

Battle on, people. God’s on our side.

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The race of life

I know this title sounds cliched…

So I have been trying to get myself on the running tracks..and I just did my second run - trying to get into a routine of running once every week. It has already been quite a feat. I for one, absolutely have zero desire to run and get myself sweaty and achy. Over the years, I have tried for a sparse number of times but each time, I was daunted by the toughness of getting started.

Fast forward to last week, I felt quite a sudden (you may say divine) surge of determination to really put on those shoes and get out there for a run. So run I did. Well, I would like to give myself some credit too because I think the determination reached its peak over a period of time. :) I guess it was there all along, building up within me - given my absolute dislike for running, there was still a teeny bit of knowing and belief that if I were to want to do it, I could very well do so and grow to love running.

Isn’t it the same for the many other things in life? If we were to want to study or work hard, we know we could give our very best and excel..wherever we are and in whatever we do. It lies in our want-to.

Something that spurred me on to run is the little bits of revelation I get whenever I do so. I have learnt that God speaks especially loud and clear in times like this..and there’s nothing I can do except to hear what He says. (I have chosen not to do-music while running)

So as I was running today with a bit of a hurting left knee, I found myself thinking about running the race of life. For one, it is not a sprint. It’s a super long-distance marathon, the full marathons of the full marathons. Stamina counts, for sure. And being consistent too. Slow and steady wins the race indeed.

Talk about being slow and steady.. I was with a female colleague who ran slowly and yet with each step forth, I could see the steady beat in her pace and it inspires me. Why do we look around and compare our race with another’s? Our lives are totally different from the person’s next to us..and I learnt that as long as we put whole focus into our own, that would be more than enough.

Though just two runs to my recent count, I have learnt to be patient particularly with myself. If we run this race feeling frustrated with ourselves the whole time, it wouldn’t do us any good. But if we would let ourselves run its course freely albeit the struggles and obstacles..we find that the race is much bearable and even enjoyable.

And indeed, the second is always better than the first as with the third than the second. I enjoyed my second so much more than I did for my first and it is in these little joys that I find the added strength and encouragement to look forward to being on the running tracks again.

Till the ache comes my way….

"The miracle isn’t that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start."
-John Bingham

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God sees

"God sees you for your potential. He doesn’t limit you or see you for what is done or not done." - Yongqiang

One of the best reminders to me.. Yes, I need this and am sleeping with its ringing in my heart tonight.

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Indeed! And today marks the 139th month of my knowing Jesus =)

What a ride I’ve had these years! And the best of it is that it could only get better, come what may.

Walking on.

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Reflections :: Choosing life

I think this tweet totally said it.

Sometimes when I struggle in certain area, I know it’s “Peeling in Process”… As He reveal, I deal with it, layer by layer. - Celest Foo

Imma peeling-in-process too.

Spent today home and reflecting. I think that’s what being sick can do for us. Awoke sneezing and bit feverish..decided to call in sick as I know if I don’t get enough rest and take care of my body, the whole week might just be ruined. And so, what more can I do but rest..and reflect.

I find myself stepping into this season of molding. And it’s intense. It’s showing up in many areas of my life that I probably didn’t pay closer attention to earlier. Like how the tweet goes, I see things being revealed and it can get really…scary? Yes, it’s that word.

But I want to choose to thank God in these. It’s funny how He chooses to reveal all these at a go.. On the other hand, it probably got to do with my choices earlier on as well. Sometimes, things get revealed at this stage because they were somewhat ignored or not dealt with properly at earlier stages.

So it comes to this point of choice again: I can either choose to face things no matter how tough it can be or how ugly it is right now.. Or I can continue to ignore and procrastinate till a later stage which will definitely require much more effort and pain in dealing with it.

I..choose life. Life progresses. Death makes things come to standstill. Life signifies that there’s always hope. Death can only make things seem more dreadful. I choose to step up in faith rather than withdraw in fear. I choose to be filled with courage rather than wallow in self-pity and cowardice. I choose to be humble and cling on to God for dear life..rather than sticking up to my pride and pay the price of death.

Now, let this post be a good reminder. May I never give in to the temptation of being/feeling weak..and giving up.

A verse of my life that got driven into my heart today:

*Acts 3:19*
Repent therefore and be converted, that your sins may be blotted out, so that times of refreshing may come from the presence of the Lord

**We first repent (inward change of mind; a decision) and convert (turn towards God; embracing His ways)..and then our sins are purged. Then can we be refreshed by His love and be filled with His presence.

Be comforted, if you’re going through something similar. God is with you.

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Yes, so true.. And whatever happens 5 years down the road would be something I would never expect of right now too.

Lynn of 2007: in bible school, raring to do things for God, 19 years and a young greenhorn in the workplace, not sure of where to go in terms of career but was determined to make the best out of where I was. Single and often dreamt about meeting a prince who would sweep me off my feet (ok, this is a drama side of me). I’m kidding. But I did often think of having a boyfriend and I was on a consecration vow for two years and counting.

Lynn of 2012: still raring to do things for God but in a healthier way - I have learnt to eat the humble pie over the years and am still learning to live in humility. Turning 24 in slightly more than a month and no longer a greenhorn at work. I found my direction in terms of work industry and banking it is. Still finding some clarity on this career path but the same applies - am still determined to make the best out of where I currently am and be the best I can..to excel. I fulfilled my vows along the way and quite patiently waited on God before I was finally taken by a guy who loves me very much and who loves God with every fibre of his being. I learnt that it is not the prince who sweeps us princesses off our feet. It is the King who does so..along with our prince. I see how amazing God can be..how brilliant He is in bringing two people together. In fact, I am totally amazed how He inter-connects just about every one of us on this earth. What’s most different in 2012 is the newness of mind - what I could never have imagined myself to be doing before, I am doing now.

Lynn of 2017: Only God knows..but this I know for sure: Eph 3:20-21

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Of elevenths and the 138th

It’s another eleventh!! :)

I love elevenths! Today marks the 138th month of salvation for me. What a long journey it has been, yes I hear that. But it’s only a beginning.

Every eleventh causes me to ponder a little bit more. Because Jesus is Someone special to me.

Just this morning, I was thinking about how I wanna get to know Yongqiang better. Being in a relationship doesn’t mean we have come to an end - a destination. This is something I believe. Being in a relationship is a journey of two that requires effort and time..to get to know each other better and better and better still.

And I remembered about God and me. How this relationship has grown over the years and is growing still. I really yearn to know Him more. There’s just so much more of Him that I do not know of/yet to know of.

The more I learn of God, the more I realised there’s so much that I have yet to know of Him.

"It’s a long, long journey..and I need to be close to You."

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Do you know..and a reminder to self

When in a relationship, it is a privilege of yours..because in the whole of this wide world, God has allowed the heart of that very person whom you like so much to be placed so closely with yours.

It is still wholly in God’s hands but now you have the one and only unique role to play - to treat that heart right and well, to cherish and love it and protect it well. It is a form of entrustment that God has given to you..and like any other, it must not be breached.

Just some thoughts here..plus a reminder to self on this. I want to always be in awe of God for giving me this awesome privilege.

And just a side note to all..it’s actually very good to be in awe. Just STAY in that place of being held in awe of God and His goodness.. I’ve learnt that this goes a really long way and a grateful heart’s developed on the inside before you even know it!

Goodnight.

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Newness (2)

Something about being in a new season is that one has got to adapt to it. Quickly. Before it goes into another and more changes come. And this is what I find myself in now.

I am mightily blessed by what Pst Paul Scanlon had brought to the church last week because for a quite a while before that, I had felt a change - a shift in the atmosphere..and yet what I felt could only be placed into words when he came last week. A whole brand new season is here and we are right in the eye of this dynamic move of change.

But knowing that we or I myself for that matter is in this very new season is not enough. There must be a donning of the right clothes..the right kind of mindset, the right attitudes.

I just saw a little part of a Korean drama (My Princess)..the Princess in this story is one who came from a very ordinary background of living and had just been crowned due to her lineage..the fact that she’s a descendent of the royal family..and there are a few lines that really spoke to me:

Princess: It’s not easy being a Princess..I have to take pictures with the people and I have to listen to what each and every single one of them has to say.

Diplomat (her help/guide): Do you get it now? What you’re trying to do now is not some part-time job but to become a real princess. Handle whatever problems you’ll face one by one on your own terms.

Honestly, I feel those two lines are so for me. I get very ministered to by shows - the storylines and the script with all the carefully crafted exchange of lines..this is something which I feel God uses to speak to me a lot, through the years. A simple show or a simple line can speak into my situation or my life and greatly encourage me.

And so..this is where I am right now. Not a hireling, I am reminded. But a shepherd. One who takes care of the flock, not for his own selfish ambitions nor by compulsion (1 Pet 5:2-3) but willingly..being an example to the sheep. Let there be ownership. Let there be a pure heart and clean hands, always always always.

I feel like a Joshua. I have big shoes to fill. And sometimes I don’t know how to. At times, I don’t know what to do. But I do know WHO to look to..and I know that’s more than enough. May my eyes ever be set upon You.

So like today, sometimes I feel overwhelmed. But in a good way. I have been feeling an overwhelming sense of awe lately. And I don’t want it to be shaken off. I want to always carry it with me.

I know I am not peanut-sized. I know I can do great things for God albeit being just a single dot on this earth. I have always believed that I can change the world I live in in my own special way. I know, I know. But when more responsibilities are given to me, I still feel like wow, God..are You really calling me into this?

I feel awed by the fact that He can give me something that is so large, that I would feel scared because I do not know if I can properly “do this” and yet He can trust me with something of this magnitude.

I’m sorry if I am rushing into things here and you who are reading’s like ‘huh?’..recently, there came to be a need for a ‘Sunday group’ within my cg because we realised that there is a growing number of people joining/already with us who are working in the retail line or they have six-day work weeks and therefore could only make it to church on Sundays.

So..I am taking care of this group now and it is also a NEW in my life. Indeed, the year of 2012 is a year of so many new things. It is good. Springtime’s here and it’s time for hard work. And things accelerate during this season so may I always be prepared to be flexible, mouldable and available.

Back to point on adapting to the new season. I realised that there must be a realisation (haha..) to what is happening. There got to always be an awareness. Because only then can mindsets be changed, characters moulded and personalities fine tuned. If we are constantly aware of the changes taking place around us, we will constantly have a personal renewal of what’s on the inside of us. So that we ourselves are constantly re-aligned to what God is doing. He is a God who’s on the move. Sure there are times He slows down and steadies things but when the time comes for some charging forth to be done, let there be capacity, availablity and the movability to do so. Let me not stay stagnant. Let me get moving. Be a moving target. :)

And recently, I have been reflecting on what has actually happened to me from the start of this year till now..once again, I feel like I have already been through a year..much had happened. And it is good.

But there are times when all that has happened seem surreal…and that’s what I have been pondering on lately. LET THERE BE A CHANGE IN MINDSET. The old is now gone and the new has come. Let there be new wineskins for the new wine.

I find myself thinking of the newness in my life. Like how being a leader requires first the mentality and attitude plus character of one. And even being a girlfriend, requires the mentality and attitude plus character of one.

Ok, I know it’s been a long read. But thank you so much for reading, really. This post is something very personal to me and I wanted to pen it down as a reminder.

Bottomline and if there’s something you can take away from here is: You are equipped to do what you need and are called to do. Simply because you are called..means you are needed. But what is required is a constant change in yourself; from within. Know that you have what it takes. And then, just do it.

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God’s best for me

Just recalled something Pst Aries said yesterday. He was talking about being thankful. And he came to the example of relationships. Like how sometimes he has wives or husbands coming up to him only to complain about their spouses.

Then he said something that hit me: He is God’s best for you (your personality).

The way he said it just got a hold on me. Gripping. What a truth. Let it always be held close to heart.

Apart from relationships, I believe it applies to all aspects of our lives too. Where we are right now in our career, studies, ministry..is where God wants us to be..His best for us.

Let me be found faithful, where I am