Why, trusting the very One who created life itself, of course! (Another wordy blog entry coming up, brace yourself)
Am just suddenly reminded of the song Babbie Mason sang – Trust His Heart
All things work for our good
Though sometimes we don’t see how they could
Struggles that break our hearts in two
Sometimes blinded to the truth
Many times in our lives, we’re all so caught up in the present, the now, and when things just do not look favourable at all, we look for something to blame it all on… and often at times, the easiest target was God. I wonder why we blame Him? Maybe because we know He is in charge of everything, how could He allow such circumstances to happen to us. Maybe because we know He is one who would not react to our blames – not like a flash of lightning would strike one dead the moment he mutters words of accusation against God. Little did we realize that He could do it, if He wills. He could cause a thousand lightning bolts, stronger than Zeus in the Greek stories, to fire upon us, He could cause the ground to part and eat us into the pit of darkness. He could, with a word, cause the world to crumble and disappear. But He chooses not to. Why? One word. Love. When we blame Him, it hurts him more than we’ll ever know or comprehend.
Our Father knows what’s best for us
His ways are not our own
So when your pathway grows dim
And you just don’t see Him
Remember You’re never alone
My dad spoke and reminded me of the famous story I grew up being all so familiar with. The man who dreamt that He walked with Jesus on the beach. Two footsteps when times are good. Only one when it’s moments of trials and pain. Man questions, "Why did you leave me?" Jesus replies, "I never left you. In fact, I carried you." I try to remind myself that nowadays, especially this week. When I really really felt that God was so distant, like He never heard at all, and when He never responded like He usually did.. I reminded myself. He’s not gone. He’s here. He’s lifting me up.
God is too wise to be mistaken
God is too good to be unkind
So when you don’t understand
When you don’t see His plan
When you can’t trace His hand
Trust His heart
So we don’t always have to feel Him around. Like a child who first learns to cycle, her father steadies and holds her, but eventually he has to let go and let her ride. Because he doesn’t hold her anymore, doesn’t mean he’s not there. He’s still watching, ever ready, to catch her with his strong arms when she falls. He’s still there… no matter what happens.
He sees the masterplan
And He holds our future in His hand
So don’t live as those who have no hope
For our hope is found in Him
He designed and created it all. From our very beginning, He knows us through and through. Last week, Psalm 139 really spoke to me. He knitted me in my mother’s womb… He knows what we’re going to say even before we say it. He knows what lies ahead of us. More than He knows, He created it. He planned it! And as a Father who dearly loves His children, wouldn’t He create plans which brings His children happiness like a father planning a surprise holiday to a themepark for his kids?
We see the present clearly
But He sees the first and the last (here comes my favourite part..)
And like a tapestry
He’s weaving you and me
To someday be just like Him
So don’t be quick to blame God. We do not know what tomorrow holds…but we know the One who holds tomorrow (ooh, that’s the lyrics to another good song) and that thought is enough to carry us through the rest of our lives. May mine be a reflection of this.
a Christian, a doctor, a daughter, a friend. I work on most days, other times I'm either eating, sleeping or pampering myself. Sometimes when I feel like it, I'd write. Bits of thoughts sprinkled and laid out in these strings of sentences. If you're looking for a small glimpse of what goes on in my life, here's where you'll find it. 
