Mother and child

Snapshot_20131020 (14)I often love watching people, what and how they go about doing their daily activities. 

My room faces towards the main road with a beautiful view. Waking up in the morning and seeing God in the blue sky with radiance of sunshine and sleeping at night after gazing at the luminous stars and moon (well, at least when the British weather decides to be a little gracious), is such a blessing. Above all its even more beautiful when you see people showing an act of kindness and love to each other. 

Just a week ago, my flatmate and I observed a really beautiful mother-child moment. The mother was putting on a jacket for her son (about 3years old) by the side of her car. Then she put gloves on his hands and made sure he is warm and comfortable. After this she took out two big metallic things out of the car, which we weren’t sure what they were. For once we thought it was a pram, but it turns out they were scooters. A big one for the mum and a small one for the boy. Soon after they stepped on their scooters and rode side by side. I haven’t seen many parents do that, especially not from where I came from and it really warmed my heart. 

This mother didn’t bother about what others would think of her, except the joy of spending time with her son, doing something that he loves right by his side even in a cold, wintry evening. 

Yet that’s God love displayed in human form since we are made in the image of God. I once heard a preacher put it this way:

“When God wanted to describe His love to man, He could compare His love with only one earthly example – the love of a mother for her newly-born child (See Isaiah 49:15).If you observe a mother, you will see that her love for her baby is full of the spirit of sacrifice. From early morning to late at night, and right through the night, a mother sacrifices, and sacrifices, and sacrifices for her baby; and she gets nothing in return. She endures pain and inconvenience, year after year for her child, joyfully, expecting nothing in return. That is how God loves us too. And that is the nature He wants to impart to us.” – Zac Poonen

We are truly loved by our Heavenly Father!

The Promise of a Pony (11/14/13)


Read: Ezekiel 29:1-30:26, Hebrews 11:32-12:13, Psalm 112:1-10, Proverbs 27:17

All these people earned a good reputation because of their faith, yet none of them received all that God had promised. (Hebrews 11:39)

Relate: For the first time this season, I woke up this morning to snow on the ground. It’s winter time. First thing I wanted to do was crawl back into my bed, throw the covers over my head and pray that I’m dreaming. For all of my adult life I have been a summer boy. Spring brings the promise of new life. Autumn the wise reminder to enjoy fleeting beauty while it lasts. Summer is where I truly come alive. But winter? Winter brings cold, bleak, wet, death.

It wasn’t always that way. I can imagine the time when that wasn’t so. The first true snowfall would bring excitement and joy. It would be the promise that Christmas is coming. Pretend for…

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The Land of Light and Life ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

The Land of Light and Life ~ CHRISTian poetry by deborah ann

I’m going to the land of light,
where darkness will not be
I’m going to walk with the living
and God’s full glory I will see.

I’m going to the land of life,
no more death will I know
I’m going to walk the streets
where all the saved souls go.

I’m going to the land of peace,
of life blissfully ever-after
I’m going to walk with the Lord
forever, there on after.

I’m going to the land of love,
where there’ll be no more hate
I’m going to walk right through
the straight and narrow gate.

I’m going to the land of joy,
where there’ll be no more fears
I’m going to walk the halls
in the mansion of no more tears!


Psalm 56:13
King James Version

“For thou hast delivered
my soul from death:

wilt not thou deliver
my feet from falling,

that I may walk before…

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Strangely dim – Francesca Battistelli

I had recently been struggling with my heavy burden that I carried around with me where ever I went. I couldn’t put it down even for a moment. I prayed and came to Jesus, but I still had that burden on my back, I refused to let it down. There was something important I missed in all this, as I was carrying this cross, He was carrying me. 

Then I remembered a story a friend told me once: 

“Once a man bought a heavy bag of rice to take home and the distance he had to travel was quite long. However transport was poor in that area, so he decided to walk by the road side, when suddenly a bus pulled over. It was fully packed, but he managed to squeeze in. As the bus carried on with the journey, the passengers were intrigued by the man and asked him, “sir, why are you still carrying your bag of rice? Why not put it on the floor?” to which he replied, “Oh, I am grateful for the ride, but its enough that the bus is carrying me, it doesn’t have to carry my bag of rice, I can manage that.” What he didn’t realise was that the bus was carrying him and his bag of rice.”

In the same way I carried the burden, I felt that I had to figure it all out when as a matter of fact Jesus is the One who is carrying me and my burdens. It has been freeing to know in the end that this BIG and MAJESTIC GOD is carrying my burdens so I can walk in freedom! 

I recently came across this song and it really remind me that as long as I fix my eyes on Jesus I can walk on water.

“12 For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.” – 1Corinthians.13:12