Sunday, March 30, 2014

"This Is The Promise"



The first time I heard this song, its lyrics just connected with me in a deeper level...
Since then,
its message stayed with me.
We all have ghosts, demons and pride; elusive dreams and the taunting uncertainty of tomorrow that we fight everyday. But I believe in faith that the Holy Spirit living in us will get us through every chain, bondage and every tear of pain & grief...Nothing compares to the love of God for you & me.
Just believe in His Promise.

"One Day..."

"Pray With Faith..."

Psalm119:11

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Saturday, March 22, 2014

"Going Beyond A Catapulting/Rolling Ball"


Take Heart...God is in the details & in every thing, give thanks!

The sky was hovered with clouds but no drizzles nor scattered rain. Glory to God. So here we are, playing our first game for the season.
Oddly, I didn't get to play the first inning. I got lost for almost an hour finding the venue. I could have just retreated and headed home but my heart desired to be there. It's not "biggie" for me if I get to "kick" or not. I would have been content just cheering them on and taking mementos.

And, so, I've learned that adrenalin levels rush in the field. Kickball is alive. It is not a game for kids anymore. It's more fun to watch adults playing it with so much zest.
       All the images I captured will prove my point. The men in
        our group have come through for the team. Catapulted or
      rolled, they were unstoppable, relentless in catching the
       ball. The women, however, were also up to par playing in
         juxtaposed with the men in our team. Remarkable, I
         thought...& it was!

My ears didn't hear uncouth cheers--that will definitely throw me off. I just felt sorry for one lady on the other team that got hurt while running to the second base. Thinking about it now makes me think the inevitable circumstances that are unforeseen. We can only hope & pray that her injury is minor and see her play on the next game.

Thus, I'm proud of how we played the game. We lost the first game but the second game in the afternoon has anchored us to a better standing. I also got to kick after which it felt like I pulled a muscle. And I was limping gracefully. Nobody even hardly noticed it till I told a comrade. I couldn't wait to slump
my body on the couch or on my bed at home.
                                                                                                  
                                                                                                     
                                                                                                    

Thank you guys for a great Start...


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Look at us...still with unwavering smiles...
After the Game Photos


Special Thanks to Mr. Brad Crochet, our P.E. & Kickball Coach

Longhorn Kickball "Revelers"

              Thirteen devoted enthusiasts whose radiant smiles could mean that
                they're ready to kick, throw, catch that red clunky ball and run
                 around the bases without trepidation.

                                           What a poignant moment...
        To be looking so uptight in front of a camera is hard to capture but to
     loosen up & just let go of whatever is holding you back, such joy
   transcends...naturally.
This reminds me of one of my favorite lines of John Keats:
                                 "A thing of beauty is a joy forever."
                                   
  So, let our smile be quintessential especially when we get flustered by the
                          competitors'  bouncing or bunting "kicks."
                      
 Below, is the moment of truth: the organic, raw & effortless jazziness
                    that we might have just discovered, an inherent
               quality needing to shine--just like this!
                                           
                                                      Go...Longhorn "Kickers"

Saturday, March 15, 2014

"You" Are Your Greatest Stronghold...

During the" 21-Day Fast" of the beginning of the year, many have joined- in to fasting corporately at church. I'm certain that majority of them fasted for divine breakthroughs: praying for financial prosperity, for jobs, weight loss, restoration from physical infirmities & depression, a strengthened marital vows, more time for family ties and for our nation to be united with one God, one Cross and one Way to Salvation: that is Jesus Christ who died for all of us. The greatest Commission that every born-again Christian should take part  is in spreading the Message of the Cross.

All of these petitions God heard all of them. But we have to understand that God's timing is perfect. He has an appointed time ; the fullness of His time to every heart's desire. It's not that we don't deserve the healing  and His promises but it's all a part of His plan for the greater cause of His kingdom. Our faith and sense of gratitude and faithfulness should not be encumbered by doubts or vexed in waiting for God's answer. How we cling to God's Word should be a way of life. Forget outside influences. Your greatest stronghold should be of one that edifies and magnifies God's omniscience, omnipotence and omnipresence Power that exudes His light from within us.

Thus, while fasting, the Holy Spirit has led me to watch SonLife Broadcasting Ministry. I knew that it was that appointed time for me to know Him more. And to do that, what is more transforming than learning in depth what the Message of the Cross really is and that SBN teaches the truth about it? I knew I was done watching messages of encouragement. And I am now yearning for more dispensation of the Gospel of Jesus Christ that was never the intention of some preachers that I subscribe. They just preach what the Church members want to hear in order not to lose their membership. Where's the divine calling there if you're afraid to lose members and you're spineless to preach what needs to be heard? Remember that one day we will all be judged before God for what we've done here on earth. More accountability, I believe, if you're preaching at the altar. You are supposed to lead your flock fearlessly to the message of the cross because that's where all groundwork of Jesus has laid out--our eternal salvation.

Every preacher, minister, evangelist, priest that is called to preach the real doctrine of Jesus Christ should have that audacity to proclaim what they're called for. Not a dissipating comfort for their own gain but the real grit that penetrates and revolutionizes hearts and minds from bondages of deception. I long for every Christian to read and meditate on the Word of God, the Holy Bible. So each of us can know that what we're hearing from our spiritual leaders behind the pulpit is from the God of the Bible or not. That is our core responsibility as a new creation in Him...to know the truth, and the cloaks of unrighteousness.

Isn't being free, unclutched and detached from myths, bondages from our own wrong perceptions because  what we've allowed such intrusions to invade our minds, the real deal of spiritual growth? If you're in church every Sunday and what you're ingesting or even engulfing is baby's milk. What do you then? Do you leave the church, pray for your Pastor to be more Spirit-led preacher or talk to him about it? If you ask me, I'll employ all of the above measures. But firstly, I have to take this upon the Lord in Prayer.