Random musings

On a nice sunny day, Daniel and I almost always go to the park. It was another one of those days, as the little guy decided to climb the slide on his own. As he tried to climb the slide the wrong way, it seemed like the easy thing to do. He waved cheerily from the distance. But, before he knew it, he was sliding back down again. He was frustrated and kept trying earnestly to go the wrong way, but he kept sliding till he reached the ground. Reminds me how we live our lives sometimes. We hear God's voice, we know what He tells us to do. But, just like my little guy, we insist on going the other way. And sure enough, we slide downwards. Only to stand up again and shake an angry finger at a loving God.

As you SCREAM at your woman, there's a man wishing he could whisper softly in her ear. While you HUMILIATE, OFFEND and INSULT her, there's a man flirting with her & reminding her how beautiful she is. While you HURT your woman, there's a man wishing he could take her pain away. While you make your woman CRY, there's a ...man wanting to make her smile. This was posted on facebook by someone, and it stayed with me for weeks after it was posted. Women seemed to love this message and most who commented on the facebook status, congratulated the individual on his sensitivity, and on how well he "understood" women. It is certainly understandable that there are relationships in which the woman is subject to domestic violence or abuse. In such cases, a woman may want to leave the man for someone who would appreciate her more. But, the reality of the situation is that in most cases, there are two individuals who are responsible for making or breaking anything. A wo...

As we celebrated Thanksgiving yesterday, I spent some time reflecting on the past year. I'm grateful to God for the blessings that we have received as a family, how He has led and guided us even when we didn't know what we were doing. I spent a good part of Daniel's first year trying to be a perfect mother. I read every child rearing book that I could find. I was on Mommy message boards, listening and chatting with people. The more I tried, the more I realized that certain things were not going as planned. Advice didn't work, and my common sense certainly didn't. I'm thankful that God taught me that I couldn't be a perfect mother. I thank God that He taught me that I could bend myself over backwards, and still find no answers to my little problems. I thank God that He made me realize that when I rely more on my human capacity, I rely less on God's wisdom. Left with no solutions at hand, sometimes, I would just mumble, Help me Jesus, I really don't kn...

This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it. Psalms 118:24 Much about our joy, is based on how we receive God's blessings. The more I think about it, the more I find that we sometimes struggle with being able to receive. Even in my day to day life, if someone were to give me a compliment, my first reaction is to brush it off. Or pretend that the person is not saying something nice to me. I also tend to say something supposedly funny to negate what the other person says. For a long time, I assumed that I was being modest in doing that. But, on the contrary, I find that it takes more grace and humility to accept a compliment than it does to reject it. By accepting a genuine compliment, with a simple smile or thank you, makes the giver feel like he/she has said something of value to us. By not accepting it, we are essentially telling ourselves and others that "You don't know what you're talking about, because you don't know the whole pictu...

Every once in a while, I get the itch. The itch that says, "what are you doing with your life?". "Don't you have better things to accomplish than sit at home and take care of a child?" "What if, you are stuck doing this for the rest of your life?". Staying at home to take care of my little one was never an easy decision for me. But, at those moments, I hear a gentle voice reminding me of the blessing and privilege to be a parent - and a mother. I have heard someone say, "There is no greater place of ministry, position or power than that of a mother". It is true that as a mother, I have been put in a capacity to influence, nurture and mold my child. I spent some time, thinking about what God would expect out of me as a parent. A heart that has a passion for teaching God's word A woman who in her own heart has a deep and abiding passion for God's word can try to instill the same in her children. God's word has value for salvation a...

We are studying John, at the bible study fellowship. Notes from the lectures - John 18:1-27 1) Do you like to be in control? Our thoughts, emotions, future, day to day events in our life, including parenting, work, relationships. We cannot control anything. Even things that we thought were achieved by our merit, has been purely God's grace. God is in control of every situation. It's only when we lean to draw on God's strength, can we truely give up control. 2) How did Judas betray Jesus for some money? We do that all the time, by clinging to worldly things, by sideling God and not making him a priority. 3) Jesus was not a helpless, defeated victim. He gave up his life being in complete control, because of his father's will. When we commit to God, he protects you. (I have not lost a single one of those you gave me). 4) We have to surrender to be in control by Jesus. Else, we are controlled by sin. Admit the bondage of sin. Do not downplay it, justify it, or wish it away....

When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not shouting "I am saved" I'm whispering "I get lost!" "That is why I chose this way." When I say..."I am a Christian" I don't speak of this with pride. I'm confessing that I stumble and need someone to be my guide. When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not trying to be strong. I'm professing that I'm weak and pray for strength to carry on. When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not bragging of success. I'm admitting I have failed and cannot ever pay the debt. When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not claiming to be perfect, my flaws are too visible but God believes I'm worth it. When I say..."I am a Christian" I still feel the sting of pain I have my share of heartaches which is why I seek His name. When I say..."I am a Christian" I do not wish to judge. I have no authority. I only know I'm loved. ...