Father’s House

“Then the disciples went back to their homes, but Mary stood outside the tomb crying…she bent over to look into the tomb and saw two angels in white…she turned around and saw Jesus…supposing He was the gardener…Then Jesus called out to her: ‘Mary!’ She turned around toward Him and cried out…’Rabboni…Teacher!” (Jn 20)

Even in the midst of tragedy, disappointment and loneliness do not be in a hurry to quit seeking God and go home. Mary was left alone in the cemetery’s Garden. Most people will not feel comfortable to be there alone. But she stayed, weeping for the loss of her Lord. Jesus died and disappeared from the tomb. Double sorrow and no answer to the puzzle…

Jemine Leigh says this:

“I was a really good student in high school. But somehow or the other I struggled in the University classes and I failed two courses my first year. I didn’t even know what it was like to have a C yet alone an F!

The Battle Is Not Yours

I thought my parents will go mad but my dad told me… “you won’t know how sweet success is till you fail”. He reminded me that a strong man (or woman) is not one who walks and never falls but a man who falls 7 times and rises 7 times.

Later, I graduated with Honors, but I will never forget the need to constantly pray for God to guide me, to help me. As much as I studied, I always felt the need to feel God’s presence for every exam and every project.

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Bread Of Life

We are outside the country for a short break. Yesterday we attended a midweek service in a church here in the US. The building was very big and beautiful! The lights, the ACs and the loudspeakers worked perfectly. People came, many in wheel chairs or with walking sticks.

The program announced a popular guest speaker. The praise was good but too short. Then the preacher gave just enough of the Word of God so that the people did not faint of hunger, as they were going home.

There were words, there was music, but the glory of true worship and the wonder of anointed gospel preaching was missing. I suddenly felt a great compassion for the people who came from far distances just to take ‘a bite’ of blessings.

There was no ‘looking unto heaven’ no ‘giving of thanks’ and no multiplication of loaves according to the need of the multitutde! O, Lord…

So different from what I know about Jesus who gave the people not just enough to survive, but ‘to be satisfied’ (Mk 6:41, 42).

Blessed are you if your pastor feeds you with the bread of life and gives you water of life to drink, asking nothing in return, but just to give glory to God from whom all blessings over- flow!