Wednesday, September 21, 2011

A man with a hand

i went through a whole entire day. working with my left hand.

my right hand felt it was being hammered every 5 seconds.

coughin away. sneezing away.

man i wasnt feeling good all day.

Thank God it wasnt so bad.... when i can go home early to rest. and with modern medication... i can ease my hand easily.


i suddenly remembered Jacob in all of this, how he had a limp. a weakness... that hurts him.

every step.. it hurts.

every move and twitch he makes with his legs... it hurts...


but every step... He was reminded... "i wrestled with God... and i prevailed"


what that really means.... i dont really know.

but i know how sick he must be with his life to have wrestled with God....

and after that.. he became a prince. JAcob to Israel


i shall depend on you more.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Man at the arena

"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

-Theodore Roosevelt 26th President of USA.

Man who make a decision to step up make a difference.

Today as Pastor shared this statement and it reminded how much a value of a dream can be.

i remember how my dear ones have to suffer under a negative spotlight for a period of time.... its like a longg night for them... but yet they persisted... and now i can see her closer to her dream.

i remember how i use to run away when i meet in any tough situations... how i blame You God... how i sought refuge on every scrap of 'lies', fault-finding, or blame-pushing ... so that i will not be at fault.

God you have grown me. i am slowly but surely a different man now. i dont have the spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind. i can think better... see bigger pictures.

Thank you for trusting me

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Such a fool

I can't believe I allow myself to behave like this again.

Seriously.. What's wrong with me?

Is there no hope???


Can I please have a breakthrough Lord. My heart aches.....

Ng, sent via iphone �
[Godliness with contentment is great gain]