father's comfort

 

He Wants to Comfort You
by Max Lucado

My child's feelings are hurt. I tell her she's special. My child is injured. I do whatever it takes to make her feel better.

My child is afraid. I won't go to sleep until she is secure.

I'm not a hero. I'm not a superstar. I'm not unusual. I'm a parent. When a child hurts, a parent does what comes naturally. He helps.

And after I help, I don't charge a fee. I don't ask for a favor in return. When my child cries, I don't tell her to buck up, act tough, and keep a stiff upper lip. Nor do I consult a list and ask her why she is still scraping the same elbow or waking me up again.

I'm not a prophet, nor the son of one, but something tells me that in the whole scheme of things the tender moments described above are infinitely more valuable than anything I do in front of a computer screen or congregation. Something tells me that the moments of comfort I give my child are a small price to pay for the joy of someday seeing my daughter do for her daughter what her dad did for her.

Moments of comfort from a parent. As a father, I can tell you they are the sweetest moments in my day. They come naturally. They come willingly. They come joyfully.

If all of that is true, if I know that one of the privileges of fatherhood is to comfort a child, then why am I so reluctant to let my heavenly Father comfort me?

Why do I think he wouldn't want to hear about my problems? ("They are puny compared to people starving in India.")

Why do I think he is too busy for me? ("He's got a whole universe to worry about.")

Why do I think he's tired of hearing the same old stuff?

Why do I think he groans when he sees me coming?

Why do I think he consults his list when I ask for forgiveness and asks, "Don't you think you're going to the well a few too many times on this one?"

Why do I think I have to speak a holy language around him that I don't speak with anyone else?

Why do I not take him seriously when he questions, "If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!" (Matthew 7:11)

Why don't I let my Father do for me what I am more than willing to do for my own children?

I'm learning, though. Being a parent is better than a course on theology. Being a father is teaching me that when I am criticized, injured, or afraid, there is a Father who is ready to comfort me. There is a Father who will hold me until I'm better, help me until I can live with the hurt, and who won't go to sleep when I'm afraid of waking up and seeing the dark.

Ever. And that's enough.


From
The Applause of Heaven
© (Thomas Nelson Publishers, 1999) Max Lucado

 

 

Big client; no time.

Life’s pretty busy, especially weekends when there’s the weekly Christmas prac and TEENz service. Today’s work just ended, gotha go home, on the way will buy very cheap bread & salmon (>S$4) at Ngee Ann City’s cold storage for my whole week’s breakfast.

 

Today I’ve worked on my biggest client so far, with revenue (sales) of S$211 million, having branches in Beijing & Dubai.. Sounds interesting but not really.

 

Ok, gotha leave my office…

 

 

sooo many emails..

Sian, after 3 days of not organizing my emails, now decide to tidy up a bit after work..

 

You know, in my inbox, I have about 40-50 sub-folders, specifically arranged for emails.

 

In each subfolders have about 2-20 emails..

 

Blah blah……

 

Only 1.5 months of employment and now got more than 1,000 emails…

Turn To Jesus (Original by Hermann Kim)

Original song by Hermann Kim

Heb 2:18 Because he himself suffered when he was tempted, he is able to help those who are being tempted.


Jesus my Saviour
My Lord and My King
Insulted, rejected
for all our sins
Knowing pain
He went through it all
So I turn to Jesus
He's there when I fall

(chorus)
Lord I need you
Lord I cry out to you
My only refuge
from this world
Lord I need you
Lord I cry out to you
My only shelter
my hope and saviour

Jesus my comfort
my strength and my shield
Sorrow and sadness
He knows how I feel
Knowing my struggles
He went through it all
So I turn to Jesus
Who's been there before.

아주 먼 옛날

Translated:

A long long time ago
from a place called heaven,
a divine plan was made
just for you.

God looked down upon you
and said, "This is good.
With my own two hands,
I have made you more precious
than anything in this world.
I rejoice because of you
and I love you."

We love you and bless you.



Monday morning

This was the second song ever written. Like the title says, it was inspired by the first day of the week, where people seem to click back into their robotic modes and live life so lifelessly. It's a cry out for the full-time workers (and students) who have that urge to break out and be different- to be free.



A monday morning I wake up again
and catch the train to work all over again
I see the same old people walking by
Just like the other day I don't see a smile

How do I break free from this
How do I live my life to
show that I am free

I wanna fly over the mountains
I wanna soar over the seas
I wanna glide over the flowers and the trees
I wanna fly without a harness
I wanna run without these shackles on my feet
Oh because I know I'm free

I am not afraid
I am not afraid
I am not afraid to fall because of you

A sunday morning I wake up again
and for some reason it feels like a new day
And as I drive to church I wonder why
On monday mornings why do I feel so dry

I wanna break free from this
I wanna live my life to
show that I am free

YouTube specials =)

Violin HipHop



Same violinist sings :)



Korean girls' modified & fast version of "I Am Amazed" .... wow! (JB got any girls like this?)




This is the song I bring to you
Nothing made up no fancy tunes
I'm singing whatever's on my heart

I'm sure you have so much to say
If only I gave you a minute a day
I think I would have more songs for you

Sometimes I wonder I question
Was that your voice
or my imagination
I don't know
I don't know

Still you say you love me
Whenever I doubt and walk away
You follow me
you follow me

I'm amazed by you
I'm amazed by you
I'm amazed by you
and how you love me

So many times my faith grows weak
And so many times
you're the last one i seek
I don't know what you see in me

When I complain that I can't hear
Your voice in my heart
you say you're near
You whisper songs into my ears

So here I am singing a song that I wrote
And here I am playing guitar
that I don't know how to play
but that's okay (right?)

Cuz you are the one
who has sung over me
It's more than just
a-ny old epiphany
So won't you captivate our ears


and others.. haha, i'm a fan.

Amazing Grace


You Are My Strength

Food shared in company

I like my firm, besides good colleagues and managers, they always like to share food around =)

So far in the 1 month of employment, I have tasted:

 

1. Wasabi potato chips
2. Coffee chicken
3. Coffee bean chocolate
4. European fruit tea
5. China’s fresh peach
6. Mooncake
7. Hello Panda - chocolate biscuit
8. Subway’s double chocolate chips cookie
9. Pokky’s chocolate stick

 

Wahahaa. Nice!

 

Do your best to rest

The past weekend has been full of events to attend to, things to serve, didn't even have time to lie down on the sofa to rest for an hour. boo hoo...

Sunday night went back to s'pore. after taking a bath, already 12 midnight, quite sad, really don't have time for myself. While waiting for hair to dry, read the bible while listening to some christian music. And amazingly God's comfort came over me like a warm blanket, took away my mental exhaustion. My soul felt so refreshed.

I am totally amazed at God and His word, i didn't know that it can be that refreshing, like streams of life flowing into my spiritual desert.
Though born into a christian family, still got so many things to learn about God.
Love it. =)


Do Your Best to Rest
by Jon Walker

There remains, then, a Sabbath-rest for the people of God; for anyone who enters God's rest also rests from his own work, just as God did from his. Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that rest. Hebrews 4:9–11 (NIV)

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Today's guest devotional is provided by Jon Walker –

Most of us think of the Sabbath as a day of rest, originating from the day of rest God took after he created the universe, as recorded in Genesis. That view is correct; it's the reason we should take a Sabbath, a day of rest, each week.

Yet the Sabbath has a larger sense: an invitation to rest in God's healing grace, trusting in his power and his purpose for your life. We rest in our Father's arms, knowing he goes before and behind, knowing that his plans for us are good and not evil (Jeremiah 29:11).

God wants us to focus our efforts toward entering this Sabbath-trust in God, a restful, radiant certainty that God's got a handle on it all, and that he's got our best interests in mind.

Ian Thomas illustrates this point by telling the story of a man walking down a dusty, rural road on a hot and humid day. The man is loaded down with a heavy backpack and carries a duffle bag in each hand. A pick-up truck comes along, and the driver lets the man hop in the back.

The driver heads on down the road, but when he looks in the rearview mirror he sees that his passenger is standing in the bed of the truck still holding both duffle bags, still wearing the over-packed backpack on his back.

Truth is: We stand in the truck of faith, still carrying our burdens, thinking they're independent of our ride with God. We think God can carry us, but not our burdens. But God's truck of faith is big enough to carry us and to carry all our burdens.

Sit down and rest in the ride of God, our Father, carrying us home to him.

Journey after TnT camp

Thank God for the TnT camp, though God didn't speak to me like how i expected, but He spoke through different ways, through Mark Geppert, the bible, the games. I thought that maybe this camp is not very significant but i was wrong, it can be a good thing that the room and food is only okay-okay, so that whenever i think of this camp, i will remember the fellowship with all the people and God, and the beach & stars too. =)   *but ai yar, if the food is good then... heh heh
 
Back to work, i met my new tax manager who is a very nice lady (reminds me of my mom) and now i have to report to two seniors instead of one. hope that i can learn faster and be independent. Dunno why, after camp i can be more hungry for the word of God (bible), currently Galatians & Philippians. good good... yesterday it rained really heavily and i am stuck at the bus stop, asked God why does this happen. my "nice" life dragged to a halt. I was standing near the bus stop's concrete bench, and there's a very young boy crawling on the bench. Suddenly he lost his balance and fell head first, face down to the floor. And I was standing there, unknowingly my bag cushioned his fall and he had enough time to break the fall.
 
"That's why",
 
i heard God in my heart. and i thanked God for His intervention, to put me just right there to save the boy's big bump, haha. prayed a prayer of blessing for that boy, sat there waiting for the rain to stop, 1 hour +, and had a good heart talk with God, something which i had never done in a long, long time.

 

..

 

light sigh...

 

 

i missed God..

 

gotha go home n swim, n talk to Him ba..

 

bye.