Archive | October 2009

BEAUTIFUL

Job 42:15 Nowhere in all the land were there found women as beautiful as Job’s daughters, and their father granted them an inheritance along with their brothers.

The adverts are out. There will be a beauty pageant in a month’s time. The casting team will be out in Uz town looking for something fresh and exciting. Three wonderful, God-fearing sisters are out on an afternoon walk when they notice the advert on the billboard…Yes, its Jemima, Keziah and Keren-Happuch, Job’s daughters. Why, we should come out for the casting. Who knows, we might be lucky, they giggle to one another before making their way back home. The day comes around and to their great surprise, they are selected to represent their town on the national level.

Beauty is EVERYTHING…that is physical beauty. In the modern world we live in, women are pressured to conform to a certain standard of beauty. The beauty and fashion business is worth billions of dollars in returns and yet the same old cycle of life remains…we grow older, the wrinkles deepen, the hair greys, the bones ache and our memory become dull. No matter what efforts we take to stop or reduce our aging tides, the ticking clock still remains faithfully ever moving forward.

But there is a beauty that does not fade with age. ‘…but a woman who FEARS the Lord is to be praised. Give her the reward she has earned and let her works bring her praise at the city gate. Proverbs 31:30-31. Note, the daughters of Job were physically beautiful…but beyond that beauty they were God-fearing something which their father valued much more and resulted into granting them an inheritance along with his sons. If you and I desire to AGE BEAUTIFULLY…let us remember God has only one criteria for us….THE FEAR OF THE LORD…that’s where our heritage is concealed.

DRESS UP FOR BATTLE.

I Samuel 17:20,40 Early in the morning David left the flock with a shepherd, loaded up and set out, as Jesse had directed him. He reached the camp as the army was going out to its battle positions shouting THE WAR CRY. Then he (David) took his staff in his hand, chose five smooth stones from the stream, put them in the pouch of his shepherd’s bag and, with his sling in his hand, approached the Philistine.

The battle is on…In the morning you arrive at work as usual after passing through the heavy traffic. The boss meets you at the door and asks you to come into his office. He has some bad news, he says. We are making losses, the budget is tight and we can’t afford to keep you anymore. As you step out of the door, you walk out from what had become a second home for you. The future seems grim…you are too young to retire but too old for anyone to consider re-hiring you. In the afternoon, you pass by the doctor’s to pick up your medical report which is long overdue. To your greatest shock…the results are positive…Yes, you have CANCER.

By the time you get through your driveway, there is only one reality passing through your mind…DEATH and a funeral awaiting your family, friends and acquaintances. Without a word to anyone, you quickly go into the store to fetch out for your Continue reading

THE REHEARSAL

Corinthians 7:25-26. Now about virgins: I have no command from the Lord, but I give a judgment as one who by the Lord’s mercy is trustworthy. Because of the present crisis, I think that it is good for you to remain as you are.

I love music. In a sense, music is my life….or a big part of my life is musical. My love for music slowly began at the early stages of childhood during my Sunday school attendance years. My sister, Alice and I were members of the Sunday school choir. After school, we spent hours and hours practicising for the inter-parishes choir competition in our diocese. Then the day before the D-day, on the eve of the competition, we were all set. Our throats were now silky smooth, the choir uniform was already distributed, the standing arrangements were all in place. Finally, for the last time before we could stand before an audience, we watched out for our choirmaster’s hand. At the first struck of his hand, the angellic melody begins flowing powerfully from our mouths filling the air with life and purpose. THE REHEARSAL, the choirmaster told us, was more important than the competition itself. Before we dismissed, we knew victory was already ours for the taking!

Singlehood like music can also be a source of joy and a big part of one’s life. You see, for some of us…singlehood is a short period of time, for others it takes a long time before we move on to the next stage in life. And for a chosen few, singlehood is a lifetime call, a gift of grace. But no matter what stage of singlehood you may be in, like good music…singlehood can be enjoyed. In fact, like the good old days of my choir practice…singlehood is YOUR REHEARSAL for whatever calling the Lord has for you, be it as a lifetime single or a married person. SINGLES OUT THERE…Keep the rehearsal going and God will show up in HIS GOOD TIME.

THREE WOMEN, ONE HUSBAND.

I Corinthians 11:3 Now I want you to realise that the head of every man is Christ, and the head of the woman is man, and the head of Christ is God.

The memory of that day is still vivid and alive…it almost feels like yesterday. Yes, of course its the day you walked down the aisle to say ‘I do’ to your Prince Charming. Let me refresh your memory: It was love at first sight. Following many months of courtship, you both are convinced that you are meant for each other. The date is set. After countless hours of meticulous planning for your big day, it finally arrives. And it is perfect; the hidden beauty in you outshines in your carefully picked bridal gown. The groom…i.e your new husband is YOUR KING!

The first two years he remembers to buy flowers to celebrate the anniversary. The third year he just buys chocolate. By your tenth anniversary, he has missed so many opportunities than you could care to count. But something has changed along the way. YOU. You have changed beyond recognition. YOUR KING no longer CAPTIVATES you. In fact, YOU DESPISE him.

Your story is not unique. In my bible, there was once a love story…as a matter of fact, three love stories but each with a different ending. One husband with three lovely women. King David’s love story:
Michal was the perfect wife for a young King in waiting. The first couple of years were unforgettable. Then a dance changed their destiny as a couple…Michal remained childless for the rest of her life…she had missed her destiny. Abigal was different. Her husband Nabal was a fool but she was wise and lovely. She quickly seized the opportunity which her husband had missed; lives were spared and before long…she too became a part of royalty…she had earned her destiny by her wisdom. Bethsheba was beautiful but another’s wife. But King David couldn’t resist her. Sin was committed, a child was conceived and a murder was conspired. Then came the consequences, short and long term ones. But still, their love story ended beautifully. Solomon gave us the Proverbs to keep you and I from making the same mistakes as they did.

YOUR HUSBAND IS STILL YOUR KING

THE HERO IN YOU

Luke 10:33-34 But a SAMARITAN, as he travelled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. THen he put the man on his own donkey, brought him to an inn and took care of him.

We are all TRAVELLERS on the hard-trodden road of life. Things are tough, life is busy and demanding. We have schedules and targets to meet. But every once in awhile, in the midst of the busyness of life comes that unwanted, much less desired INTERRUPTION. It’s a call to reach out to someone in need. Oh no, Lord. Not me. This is not my CALLING. Please send someone else along to help out, you pray. Before long, the LORD passes over the problem to another and you sigh with relief.

After sometime, we forget and move on until something major happens in our own lives. We need help and need it badly. The Pastor, even though willing to help has other more pressing issues to deal with. Yours can wait, he suggests. You get hurt and deeply frustrated. God seems so far away…but all the same you turn to HIM for help. And guess what, help comes quickly. The same person you had no time not long before, is the same one who comes to your rescue. They are a GOD-SEND. They responded to the unwanted INTERRUPTION. They were touched by mercy and they desire to return in kind.

Has God ever send GOOD SAMARITANS in your life when you were in need? If so, remember the SAMARITAN was the hero in the parable told by JESUS. THE SAMARITAN IS YOU IN WAITING!

THE FOOTBALL GAME

Philippians 3:13 Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining towards what is ahead, I press on towards the goal to win the prize for which God had called me heavenwards in Christ Jesus. NIV

Most men I know love football with one exception…MY OWN HUSBAND. Anyway, the footballing season is drawing to an end and the best teams are soon set to play off. Hardwork has been going on behind the scene…the training sessions are more intensive than ever. The coach finally lines up his squad…THE BEST OF THE BEST; the goalkeeper, the defender, the midfielder and of course, the striker.

The day arrrives; Saturday night. Tickets have long sold out, the fans dressed colourfully for each team they support starts streaming in. The air is so thick with excitement. Suddenly, the competing teams begin emerging from the warm-up rooms. Among them is also their coaches, managers and medical doctors. And of course, there is the referee without whom the game can’t go on and his linesmen as his extra eyes. Everyone know the rules of the game…or at least fair play. Then the first whistle goes out and the ball starts rolling…the euphoria in the crowd is magical!

But wait a sec…for a fact, you are part of the game…THE GAME OF LIFE. You know the rules. The coach has done a good job…he knows your weak points and your strengths. He has seen you discouraged many a times and has also shared some of your greatest victories. In case you may ask…the coach is GOD. On one hand, the referee also knows the rules of life…but he may not know you…at least not on a personal level. Your only contact with him is on the field in public. Yes, the referee are all the people who may know you casually, personally or even intimately. But all the same, they can’t quite tell fully who you are. What they’ve missed THE COACH knew long before you became a player, and the champion they see in you was long determined by the COACH. Men, before you give up on the game of life…remember THE COACH will never give you on you. So press on towards the prize, in JESUS NAME.

LOVE WITHOUT A FACE

I Corinthian 13:1-3 And now I will show you the most excellent way. If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have no love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysterious and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have no love, I AM NOTHING. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have no love, I GAIN NOTHING.

The first scenario; Imagine yourself in a church service on Sunday morning. The pastor then introduces one of the missionaries from a third world country. The slide start running showing the desperate faces of malnourished children…the outstanding bones in their small frame makes you cry and moves you to dig deep into your pocket. Without thinking much you write out a fat check. A life or two are saved by your giving!

The second scenario; Your next door neighbor for many years has just lost their job. Money is running short. Bills are piling, the mortgage payment is overdue and time is working against them. You know their situation prefectly. But here is the problem. You start calculating…what will a few bucks do for them? Their need goes beyond just a simple meal to keep them alive, you reason. But wait a minute.

You see, for most of us, we like to love without responsibility. We want to love without accountability. Hence, we quickly act to save a desperate situation like that starving child but slowly consider and reconsider before we involve ourselves in a long term situation. I pray that you and me will desire to love differently….i.e LOVING WITH A FACE. God bless you.