As the Lord cares for me so I
Care about others too much
No return is expected
Being open about my weaknesses
I am utterly disappointed with those
Return with wickedness
Desiring to harm and manipulate me
Eating their own words
Fall into their own traps
Refuse to admit and change their words to make themselves good
Get out of my paths!
May the Lord be the Judge!
Weary of such acts
Seeking the Lord’s peace and deliverance
Getting myself back
Preferring with those open to their weakness
And those fully committed in the Lord
Inspiration On: Saturday, 6 February 2016
Today’s sermon is about beyond compassion where God’s biases is towards the poor and to judge righteously. I thank the Lord for His validation on my belief values. The poor shouldn’t think that it is right to receive and receive. The rich shouldn’t think that it’s all mine. God wants to see the poor’s attitude that it is God who provides. And God wants to see the rich’s recognize God is the One who blesses them with riches. So my pride in having giving attitude is acceptable and pleasing in God’s sight. SS’s words echo in my head, “take care of yourself first.” She means I need to take care of myself first before I can take care of others. Hey! That’s what I say to others but I forget to take care of myself. Now, I am learning to do so. Mum is upset for me to be too giving. I am shocked that I speak up for those who can’t speak up for themselves regardless of their status – poor or rich. I unexpectedly defend others behind their back and feel bad to say others’ negativeness. It is important to judge righteously. The Lord shows me that not all poor people are hard working and not all rich are proud. I really thank the Lord to bless me with committed Christians. I feel so grateful of God. He is ahead of me. During the prayer, I pray for His guidance in my life.
On the way home, I confront my son whether my mother in law says about me. He replies that he doesn’t know. Then he says that he never lies. However, I react that he can even lie to get what he wants by using my name. Still he insist that he never lie. Then I share I have been doing my best to find others so that I can bring him to work. And I question him, “yet you can even lie to me.” Upon reaching home, I share to my parents. My mum mentions that my husband’s mother doesn’t dare to talk about me to my son. Because of afraid my son tells me. Probably she talks badly of me towards my husband. I feel bad to suspect my son’s honesty and good intention. Now, I begin to see the clearer picture. No wonder the day my husband cursed me and labeled me badly can show his mother’s false accusations about me. After my dad’s rebuke, he stops his mouth. However, I don’t know what is in his mind. I am so fearful of being pushed again. Now I begin to understand the reason I feel so drained. Caring him and his mother too much. Then they betray me and take my kindness for granted! Treating me like a fool! How can I trust them again?!
Wish you all have good days and thank you.
A devout God fearing Christian man had been visiting various churches. Then he entered into a church. There are many plantations in that church. Suddenly, a pastor with grey moustache reaches the gate of the church building. He enters into it to search the man. He explains to him the three different kinds of fruits at the sides of the building are good fruits. However, the dark purple grapes that grew at the wall of the pulpit is bad fruit that did not come from God. The church service commenced with celebrating breaking bread and drinking red wine to remember Jesus. Three church workers drank it and fell down. The pastor warned the man to quickly leave the church building before evening and fell down. The man immediately rushed out and leaves home.
Evening cloud shadow covered the church building. The three church workers were transformed into a monster and running amok around the churches. The pastor struggled to refuse his transformation. His nostril was enlarge and his whole body was transformed into a wolf. His consciousness of Jesus Christ as His Lord and Saviour kept him from running wild. All he could think of his own family members. When it was midnight, his body transformed back to its original form and he returned home to meet his wife. His understanding wife continually support him and have faith in their Lord Jesus Christ and the God-fearing man.
At the appointed time, the man came to the pastor’s house. His presence was enough to enliven the pastor and his wife’s house atmosphere. He explained to him and protected him and own wife to stay in a room from the coming troops that came from the evil one. The pastor chose to stay on the table for losing his strength and covered himself with a red cloth. He felt ashamed of hid bodily transformation to be seen. The troops came to search for the man, but to no avail. The man came out of the room to find the pastor. He chanced upon the table where the pastor laid on. One of the troop held the pastor tightly to let his transformation be seen by the man. “Nooo!” was the pastor’s cry in embarrassment as his nostril enlarges and transformed into wolf. The man compassionately held him looking with gentle eyes. That gave the pastor the courage to attack the black soldier. That cause the other troops to vanish. The pastor was immediately transformed into human again. His wife helped to peel the scales of his whole body. His wife and the man welcomed him back delightedly. The pastor and wife were grateful to God and appreciate the man.
Entering the MRT
A middle aged auntie was talking to me on the train platform. The MRT had arrived. We entered it. There were many people sitting on the two opposite benches. There were two empty seats in-between the bench. So I let her sit on it and waved goodbye without realising my business mentor entered to sit besides the auntie. Then I alighted at the next stop.
- The devil is planting a bad seed into my son.
- To recognise those who still fear God whose body are smeared by the world.
- What is being done in secret is exposed to God and one day is going to be exposed by mankind.
Purposely tear tiny crumbs of
Banana cakes onto the table for ants
Ants gather it to nest
Inspiration On: Friday, 2 January 2014 at 10:15pm
Filled with compassion to see the spying ants looking for food, my four years six months toddler tore crumbs of banana cakes onto the table. Upon understanding his feelings, I feel so glad and happy. Wish you all have good days and thank you.
Artists are weirdoes
Weirdoes are Artists
Are Artists weirdoes?
A tendency to judge
A tendency to discriminate
The odd ones amongst the common traits
Before passing on judgement
Do we self-evaluate ourselves first?
Do we forget own frailty judging others?
Let’s dwell with each other in love
Let’s dwell with each other in compassion
Let’s dwell with each other in peace
Amidst our differences
Inspiration On: Thursday, 31 October 2013 from 3:02pm to 4:40pm
In terms of strength and intelligence, I am considered the weakest among my siblings. Without a nights sleep, my chronic migraine worsened. My mother posed this question to my family doctor. But she doesn’t have headache without one or two nights sleep. He replied calmly that it is common for people to have headache without sleep. Humorously, he questioned my mum her weirdo for not having headache. She responded with an embarrassed smile.
Testing my patience
Bullying in school
Bullying in enterprise
In this world
What will you do?
If you are in my position?
What will you do?
Inspiration On: Wednesday, 26 June 2013 at 10:03am
Inspiration Ends On: Sunday, 14 July 2013 at 2:51pm
I can’t stand a person who tried to find fault. Every time I’m the one who tried to avoid quarrel, they are trying to quarrel with my family. So I have been feeling and wishing them to stop testing my patience.