DAy 25-26: SeRvicE! UniTy!

'to serve is ministry', so began that day's theme- i looked at it and smiled a little, the things i learnt serving others could perhaps not been learned anywhere else at any other time. the subtle and the small impacts, though some forgotten!

I'm reminded to serve anywhere at anytime- and indeed we all can! in being where you are because no one else can be where you are, at that time, doing what you do ;)


I learned to silence myself even more than i have ever did, tuning in and hearing what can only be picked up when you quiet yourself. control, when emotions seem to overwhelm and opinions seem to override what's important. sometimes its really a relishing thought that i just write knowing that the outcome is probably rambling to some, inappropriate to others and some just find it plainly confusing :)


but i like stories. everyone does. i just like writing my ideas more in prose with... a tinge of speculation. now for crpytic mode, my fav ;)


oh, maybe you should stop reading here =P





i saw the blog finally, and it was fresh, like out of the oven and bursting with flavour- sights and sounds (though i have no audio on) and a myriad of things that were subtle and surprising: because i psyched myself with the fear that i might be dropping off some cliff edge if i had another emotional heartattack. that night's encounter with God came at the spur of the words of grief, countless times when i sought and found none, questioned and was answered by the silence of the night or the cacophony invading my mind. 'everything you do or don't do doesn't seem to matter anymore' were the words that brought about some revelation of sorts. for how long have i slept and wept when the Lord is comforting and waiting on me? yet He is there still in an unbelievable and unbroken promise. in that grief i was touched and the fear wretched out of me- for assurance came in the same room, out of the same theme that plagued and thus came blessing. it would do me good to know in a special, unexplainable to others sort of way, God sat there as i cried with joy in my heart. a long way and who's talking about quiting? that prayer of commitment long ago wouldn't be void even if i had to uproot all that i am comfortable with now and started all over again, and i wouldn't have the same doubts, because the Lord my God is with me. i return to grace and peace of mind knowing full well that i am to fight for the Promised Land, and for a worthy Lord. How grief led to war has been a tale even i am not bothered to tell in detail. such is the assurance! that Jesus surely made me a better man, and i wait upon Him for the plans and pieces of a really interesting walk now :)