Thursday, February 16, 2017

Where Do You Start Your Seach of God?




Where do you start your search of God? Instead of looking around and finding fault in people (specially those who profess they know God), many of us miss to look and examine our own hearts. We will never know and uncover God's truth if we continue to find Him in the imperfection and blindness of other people.

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Need — An Expression of Love

Photo Credit: Flickr - Mike's Birds

"Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?" - Matthew 6:26 (NJKV)

If someone tells you, "I need you more than I love you," how would you feel? In human to human relationship, stones of judgment are surely be thrown at you. But you see, in God to human (or vice versa) relationship, it's the other way around. God deems and considers this statement differently.

One morning, while meditating on the Scripture I read, I heard my inner self told God, "I need you more than I love you." Immediately, I felt remorse. Guilt engulfed my flesh. How dare me say that to my God? As my flesh started to take pleasure on shame, I felt a big splash of cold water poured inside of me. My soul awakened. I felt God get ahold of that guilt in my heart, and flung it away. I sensed that He's not happy of the guilt feeling that tried to devour me. He spoke to my heart. I heard God say that I cannot outlove His love. He reassured me that He never mind me saying what I just said. He followed it up by telling me that my need of Him is a deep expression of my love for Him.

True enough. No one, even the most pious, devoted believer can outlove God's love for His children. Our love for God will never be deeper than the depth of His love for us.

God is the source of everything we need, physical and spiritual. When we tell Him we need Him, we are declaring dependence on His goodness and grace; an act of humility. Each time we grab the supply of our needs from His gracious hands, He doesn't think of us as selfish, greedy, self-seeking individual. Rather, He delights when we choose to regard Him as the supplier of our needs. Our need of the Father makes His heart smile. That's what He is,  God our Provider, our Jehovah Jireh. God enjoys providing for us. It's His nature. He is generous and kind. King David describes God in Psalm 103:4 as the God who crowns His children with loving kindness and tender mercies.

However, no matter how good God is, He cannot exercise His gracious nature if we don't ask. When His children opt to bypass His provisions, we're telling Him that we can do it on our own effort and strength. Not asking Him to provide our needs hurts the Father. Forcing our way out of dependence from His divine supply is totally contemptuous and insulting.

May we fully take advantage of everything that our Father has set on the table before us. As for me, I say, "I need Him because I love Him." Doesn't matter if my need of Him is more than my love for Him. He knows it, and that doesn't change a bit of His love for me. More so, He delights in my dependence.


Christ's Ambassadors

Let us not keep the Good News to ourselves. Rather, let us boldly share it to the people around us, so they too, will be reconciled with God and experience His unfailing love.

Friday, February 3, 2017

Gospel of Grace & Truth



 For the law was given through Moses, but grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. - John 1:17

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

When God's Heart Aches

💓MY TESTIMONY OF GRACE & TRUTH💓

She wanted to watch a TV show while waiting for her time to go to school. I suggested a different alternative of which she rejected with disappointment. She hurried into their room, face the wall with both arms crossed, and as expected, unhappy face. I followed her into the room and offered reconciliation. She was determined not to accept my peace offering after few attempts. I let her be alone to think things through so she can settle her emotion.

Couple of minutes after I exited the room, I heard wailing. She knocked her mouth on the bed's footboard as she attempted to climb. I checked and glad her mouth looked normal, no blood or anything to be alarmed about. I wrapped her in my arms, rocked her softly, whispering words love. She was quite concern of her lip, she asked if she can look at it on the mirror. Not seeing any hint of serious injury, I proposed she can use the standing mirror in the master's bedroom. So she went, while I paced myself to the living room.

I heard sobbing. Then, a cry. I found her on the floor, curled like a ball, one hand on her mouth, whimpering. The sight of her in that position just tore my heart to pieces. As I picked her up and carried her in my arms, questions kept popping in my brain. Why did she not yell for me (if she needed help)? Why did she choose to just lay on the floor and cry, instead of demanding for my attention? My heart ached. I felt like she didn't trust me. I felt like I was not a good enough of a mama.

While battling insecurity and guilt, God spoke to my heart, "The searing pain you feel in your heart, it's what I feel each time you don't ask me for help when you need it." I asked, "What???" I was confused. I didn't understand what He was talking about. Then, He touched my heart. His touch reminded me one very important truth: He is my Father. He is my parent. Of all people, He is the one who completely understands what I am going through. The pain He feels in His heart is more excruciating compared to how I feel when my children don't come to me for help. After all, He is the one who knows me the most. He is the one who fearfully and wonderfully formed me in my mother's womb. He knows my very soul (Ps. 139:14).

What a revelation for me not only as a parent, but most of all, as God's child. I  never saw this before. Never thought of it. I never knew how my Father felt those moments I needed help and I didn't seek Him to take care of me. I didn't know how much His heart aches everytime I take Him out of the picture during my times of need, from biggest to smallest.

I applied ice pack on her swollen upper lip. Thankfully the swelling subsided before she headed to school. All is well that ends well. After all what happened and got my mind cleared up, I realized that my daughter's choice of action didn't mean she didn't trust me at all. It is one of those times when instead of calling for help, she cries out loud to get her Momma's attention. I guess she likes the idea of her Mom running to the rescue because she regard me as her superhero.

On other hand, I need to practice reminding myself to approach my Father first when I need something. It doesn't matter how tiny or gigantic my need is. What matters is, who I go to (first) for help. As a human being, I tend to forget a lot. Along the way, I will cause Him heartache again. But His amazing grace through Jesus Christ will supply strength for my weakness. And no matter what, He will always love me.