Without You

Hi there. What's going on with you? This has been one loooong October though, i've got to be honest(but God has steady been making it every bit as awesome as it has been long for me sha. ^_^).

I hope you've all been doing great. I just thought i'd share this one poem. It's a pretty old piece i was inspired to write early this year....

See sometimes yeah, i tend to complain. A lot.

I know, it might look like not-so-big-a-deal but if it's a really inconvenient 'little-deal' situation, and i've been having numerous instances of such 'situations' in close proximity, then yeah, I'll whine. I go running to God with a variety of 'why's' just jumping off my tongue and the funny thing is, i ought to KNOW better. Right?

Yet half the time i'm simply AMAZED at how it's almost like the easiest thing on earth to pin point each and every annoying disruption to my anticipated 'smooth' day and relay them to every ear that cares to listen (and even the ones that do not).

It's rather disgusting.

Even I don't feel so proud when i'm done more than half the time. But you know what's really sad? The way we (because i'm pretty sure i'm not a one-man band in this act)so easily let one or two petty situations (or even an avalanche of depressing circumstances) COMPLETELY take our focuses off all of the many wonderful things there are to 'wipe that frown off' over. SO FRIGGIN' MANY! o_0

Sometimes i catch myself (more like the Holy Spirit quacks me though) and ponder on just how big a mess every one of us would be in if God didn't bother to intervene in our lives on a per-second basis. Just imagine. Try.

I mean, sure i'm allowed to get irritated and upset about some things, i'm pretty sure i'm even allowed to share what's hurting me with someone, run to my heavenly dad and cry out to Him; all that is cool! Where the problem lies is in the dwelling on the source of anger/annoyance/frustration/irritation/vexation...(you get the message). It never, EVER helps telling folks over and over and over what who did and how it's really got you in a rage and blah blah blah; then we come with the pretty much empty threats or the 'if-onlies' we know won't be happening anytime soon, etc.

Sound familiar anyone? Well I should know. I was guilty of all this only yesterday. And no it is NOT a braggin' point. -_-

That's kind of why it's so fresh in my memory and i thought of the poem because I can tell you one thing with all certainty, when I managed to get my big mouth shut and just asked God to calm me and put all that was bugging me totally in his care, GBAM! That was it (plus one or two really deep breaths and a heavy meal. #wink). But really though, i think the biggest problem lies in the way we over emphasize the problem and simply keep yakking about it like that ever got anything fixed. I mean really!

Fact remains, bad things may happen to us, around us and all, but there are people living who've gone through much worse. People who are still living despite the greater nightmares they've had to face in their lifetime. None of that comes to mind when we're feeling sorry for ourselves---but it should. So that we learn to stay grateful. And keep things in their proper perspective.

If there were no God, if Jesus NEVER came, if there wasn't salvation and redemption and all the wonderful mercies we enjoy now as a result of God's unlimited grace and eternal sacrifice...all the stuff that happens and seems really tragic, would be nothing more than a walk in the park compared to what it could be...

Let's just remember that.
Here's the poem:

Without You

 It’s the bruised heart, the fear filled eyes

The trembling fingers and shattered self-pride.

It’s the loneliness and desolation, the hunger that’s feeding a whole nation.

The cries of the aged one, the silence of the still born.

It’s the pain and the bitterness; it’s the scars that are hidden.

The tolerance of hate and the incessant fighting.

It’s the wrong and the cruel, the folly obedient mule.

It’s the welcome of bedlam and the art of being inhuman.

 

It’s the rape of the truth and discernment’s absence.

The distortion of what’s honest, the diversion of the relevant.

It’s the sound of death and they who live in it.

The weighty emptiness, the feeling of numbness.

It’s the worst thing imaginable, what we have brought upon us

Because we mete out irreverence to you in whom love we can trust.

It’s what our temporary dwelling and its inhabitants go through,

But this is the Good News…there will Always be you.

There'll always be pain.
There'll always be suffering.
And there'll always be Jesus. 

Stay blessed all!

xxx, kwiksie.

Life: It Isn't Your's To Take.

Hi people. Hope you’ve all been well? Long time no post… ;)
Come to think of it, it has been quite some time since I’ve been active here hasn’t it? Well, I sincerely apologize for that; I let a lot of activities get in the way of my ‘blogging’ time. Lol.

A lot of things have been happening these past few months that have been weighing on my heart to a high degree, not just with me mind you, but on a larger scope. I mean, I’ve got loved ones who informed me that they’re yet denied a college education, all thanks to the exceedingly untrustworthy and, sad to say, highly decomposed state of the educational system in my beloved country and as if that hardly encouraging update on their affairs wasn’t bad enough, just yesterday I was hit with the very much unpleasant news that yet another two people known to me, from my high school this time, have passed away. To top these few, there are all the various goings-on around the globe; the unrest in this country, the natural disaster in that, the economic meltdown in so-so region, the rise in the crime rates in another…the troubles seem endless sometimes, don’t they?

Yes, they do.

To be honest, they tend to overwhelm a person----heck, I’d be overwhelmed myself if I didn’t have Christ! It’s the truth! Because there is just so much that we emotionally fragile human beings can deal with on our own and when the issues, which most certainly will arise, exceed our ‘i-can-handle-it’ meter, we break down. End of story.

But you see, our stories don’t all have to be tragedies; and neither do we all have to play the victim. Who was it that said; “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.”? See that there is very useful advice. Now anyone telling you it’ll be easy to turn that sour lemon into a nice, refreshing, tasty drink…is a massive liar. Of course it won’t be easy, but you can never say a task was challenging if you never made an attempt at it now can you? Yeah, I didn’t think so either.

You know what I’ve learned over time? No human being is to be praised nor blamed for my position or predicament. You heard me (or read me) correctly; no one. You want to know why? Because the conclusion of this journey I call my life, whether pleasant or disheartening will be resulting from my decisions. There will be people, factors, situations and experiences that will serve either as stepping stones or stumbling blocks along the way to boost or possibly break me, but where I end up is as a result of the critical choices I’d have made on the way. I simply must take responsibility for them. Of course, God is always faithful and gracious to reward they who completely rely on Him, seek His will and follow His leading. 

i.e The ‘right’ choices that prove profitable in the long run and we can take pride in must be the ones that obey, please and honor Him on every level and in every way. (Philippians 1:11// Galatians 6:14// 2Corinthians 10:17-18 and 1 Corinthians 10:31). Anything outside that is bound to flop…eventually.

Very often, I get to hear some very moving life stories. Either via the media, or someone repeating a story they’d heard or when an individual chooses to share a personal experience with me. You know sometimes it can feel like there are a lot of forces viciously working against you and the temptation to melt into a pool of pity arises, but then you hear of some really pathetic, almost unbelievable experiences of the next person which just totally break your heart and you wonder; “How did they hold it together this long?”, “What must they have felt?”, etc. It’s happened to me countless times, there I am feeling thoroughly sorry for myself for some mean hand fate’s dealt to me…till someone’s much more harrowing situation jerks me back to being thankful for whatever good thing I’ve got going in my life.

There’s ALWAYS something to be grateful for that should keep you going!!!

I’m sick and tired of the way ‘giving up’, ‘giving in’ and ‘getting beat’ by circumstances has become the new fad. 

Oh, and you want to know the ultra-modern, fast spreading ‘cheap exit’ we seem to have come up with when ‘we’ve just had enough and can’t take it anymore!’? Suicide.

Sure, hit me with all the ‘it’s MY life!’, ‘you just don’t understand’, ‘there’s nothing else one can do’, ‘it’s the only way’ or better yet, ‘you’ll do the same if you were in their shoes’ that you’ve got. You know what I say?

WRONG! WRONG!! WRONG!!!

You know why? Because it is wrong, that’s why.

First of all, it’s not your call. You did not create yourself nor give yourself life (Genesis 2:7); God did. Imagine if when the first Apple product was produced, it was configured to pack up after a stipulated period of time during which it ought to have performed a series of tasks for its owner, despite the fact that the device had the ‘ability’ to permanently shut itself down whenever it ‘chose’; only for many of the products in question to so ‘choose’ to shut down without accomplishing any of the tasks they were designed and produced to. Would you consider that fair to the producer, who would suffer staggering loss? Would the devices have added any value to their numerous owners who never got to take advantage of all they had to offer? Do you think the producer will be pleased that his prized creation would have to go to the junk heap, without fulfilling that for which it was made? No, I seriously doubt that.

God, you see, took the time and love to make you and give you life. He made you in His image, gave you His breath, sacrificed His ONLY son (John 3:16) and then provided the manual by which He wanted you to operate on this earth, so that you would add value to the numerous people who’d need to take advantage of the truth and knowledge of Him that you’d have to offer. He owns all that you are…how then can it be ‘right’ for you to deny Him of what is His right? 

Think about it...please.

xxx, Kwiksie~

To Be Continued On Next Post…