Love God
Love others.

Our hearts became bigger
Ever since you came
Now that you’re gone
We’re left a little emptier than before…
Till we come home again <3
Dissatisfaction and the consistent thirst for more because enough is never enough, is quite an abomination to the blessings God has kindly bestowed in each life. When we cry and whine for more, we are not living the way God has called us to. We are complaining to God that what He has already given us is not enough and we are apparently deserving of so much better. We have been created incomplete, thus we endeavour to achieve fulfilment. Full and permanent completion comes from God alone, no one and nothing else comes close. Malachi 3:6 exalts a promise worth holding onto – “For I am the Lord, I do not change.” God’s promises are forever and His unchanging and perfect nature allows us to surrender our lives unto Him. We can rest assured that while money changes and human love conditions, God is none of those things. He is the opposite and bookends time. Investing in a world where moth and rust will destroy is unwise. If we are living with the belief of an ever after with God, our now should be one devoted for God.
God is the source of all things. He alone is the deliverer of sorrow and suffering and bestower of joy and happiness. Even if people are completely satisfied with their riches and quality of life, it is unfortunately not the utmost or best place they will ever be in life. It can never be. Ecclesiastes 2:26 reveals, “For God gives wisdom and knowledge and joy to a man who is good in His sight; but to the sinner He gives the work of gathering and collecting, that he may give to him who is good before God.” Thus, true joy comes only from God. Any other form of joy derived from the world is a mere shadow and watery imitation of what one can truly feel from God. Without God, life as He intended it to be is substantially lost to the wind, and diluted beyond repair. What we could have been, the lives we could have led, will hence only remain a golden dream as we struggle in a living nightmare of darkness and discontentment.
For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out (I Timothy 6:7). The only thing we will leave with is our souls and God. Why should we thus live for material possessions and pursuits while allowing our spiritual relationship with our Creator decay forever?
And when I awaken
From dreams that never sleep
The night has fallen, sitting still outside my hotel window
It is black, painting promise over shadows
A day that lasts forever
Where worries suspend and time imagines
Another place, another hour
I am taken beyond this world just a hundred miles from home
My cares and fears, forgotten and left behind
At noon I’m in Iceland
At four I’m in China
I’m sailing upon the seventh sea
The wind my guide, my vanity
No strings, only the music of laughter and hope
Tears that fall create the oceans for my endless voyage
I am flying through acres of liberty
The world is mine
In that precious, eternal moment in time
If I could stay awake
For just a moment longer
This night could last forever
I could put my life on hold
My dreams will become my reality
I may never have to cry again
And yet when I awaken
From dreams that never sleep
The day has broken, shining still into my soul
It is golden, painting promise over night.
Sleepless in Seattle
Only a dream, only a story
In just another girl
the world is mine
in that precious, eternal moment in time…
Last summer I wrote some short devotionals in hope to send it to be posted up on a particular website, but the plan fell through. Nonetheless, I’ve suddenly decided to put it up here instead, on my own wesbite =)
King Solomon was the only man upon this earth who had everything he could ever need and want. Despite all the riches and women in the world, the book of Ecclesiastes (its author extensively believed to be Solomon himself) from the Bible reveals a man greatly disgruntled with life. He harboured a bitterly burning anger within and was wholly unsatisfied with his life despite allowing his heart and eyes any pleasure he desired (Ecclesiastes 2:10). He laments several times that “indeed all was vanity and grasping for the wind” (Ecclesiastes 6:9) and thus, what was the point of hard labour and success in life if it only meant leaving it all behind for the next fool? Even a stillborn seemed to have the better lot. All happiness and suffering seemed pointless. Life, seemed meaningless!
With all due respect, I beg to differ. Life is only meaningless when one chooses to live it that way. God would not invest abundant love and care in a human lifetime if it was only meant for inconsequentiality. We seek fulfilment from every enticing outlet the world tantalises us with. Solomon wrote “money answers everything (Ecclesiastes 10:19)” and it has become a philosophy that most of the world lives by. The thought of being secured with a well (even over) paying job, owning big house(s) or nice car(s) and having any of the world’s material within one’s grasp, is the dream sought after by most. On a deeper emotional level, having the right relationships are depicted as essential keys to happiness. We place our trust and values in what the world offers, and apparently it is sufficient – if only for a brief moment. Thereafter we are left flailing and desperately seeking something more to fill the space in our hearts that is now strangely reminiscent of a black hole.
What do we do when the novelty grows old and when people fail? Where do we go when the thrill runs out faster than water seeping through our fingers? What do we say at the end, or are we too parched to say anything at all?
I started this blog exactly a year ago. anyways, summer has been awesome, i can’t complain about anything. there have been ups and downs but this is life and i guess i’ve learnt and am learning to embrace it for all that it is. God has given me a lot of good things. a lot. i cannot be blindsided by anything else =) here’s something i penned the other day…
Life takes love away Leaving Darkness A void, despair Sadness
I have always wondered
What was the point of talent and passion
When it was never meant to flower
What was the point of burning up deep inside
When no one could see the fire
Life always takes the things one loves away They leave, they leave All too suddenly, all too soon
But sometimes, just sometimes
They come back.