may be the most important kind of question one can ask.
- Why am I doing what I’m doing?
- Why will I marry him\her?
- Why bother with people who hurt me?
- Why love?
- Why forgive?
- Why persist?
- Why surrender?
Finding the answers to my whys have made all the difference in my life. The funny thing is how I searched far and wide and let myself stumble and fall quite a number of times, before realizing the answers have been well within my reach all along.
“For Christ’s love compels us, because we are convinced that one died for all, and therefore all died. And he died for all, that those who live should no longer live for themselves but for him who died for them and was raised again.”
(2 Corinthians 5:14-15)
“So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.”
(1 Corinthians 10:31)
“But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.”
(2 Corinthians 12:9)
I pray that you will find yours as well.
All around me I see pain. This season seems particularly odd, with physical infirmities, terminal diseases and deaths happening all around. People I care about, people I am acquainted with in some way, are crying, seeking prayers, seeking resources, grieving, holding on to dear life, fighting to save their beloved…
And then I turn on the news and watch the aftermath of landslides in Benguet and Cebu, an earthquake and tsunami in Indonesia. And I learn of killings, and our tumultuous national politics, and rising prices, and the poorest of the poor going hungry.
In the midst of all these, I am choosing to believe:
- God is sovereign.
- God is good.
- God is God.
In time, I will understand. But even when I still can’t, I will choose to worship and trust His Holy Name.
BE STILL, AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD.
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth! (Psalm 46:10)
I just realized from a weekly discussion I’ve been having recently with a group of women that many people fear a looot of things. I’ve always known that fear of death is common, but I learned that people can be afraid of so many different situations, objects, and even animals that they can relate with death (case in point: “A mosquito is such a tiny thing but it can actually kill me!”). I’ve heard of all sorts of phobia but it was only in the last months that some of them became real to me, as I heard real people share how difficult it was for them to deal with all these fears.
In one conversation (with another group of people), everyone around the table laughed when I said my fear was the prospect of having a ghost appear right in front of me — not that I feared ghosts per se, but I was afraid of the actual instant that I would see a ghost. I guess I watched too many horror movies in my childhood! So anyway someone pointed out that it was not a valid answer (we were taking turns sharing our fears/phobias), of course everyone would dread seeing a ghost…but I could not think of anything else!
I do not like, no, I hate cockroaches and rats and mice because they’re utterly gross, but I’m not exactly scared of them. Truth is, no matter how I try I’m unable to think of a phobia, or of any physical object that I fear.
This would be corny, but the one thing I used to be anxious about, in all honesty, is the possibility of rejection. But God has been delivering me from that, whew! At a deeper level, I suppose what I am most afraid of is the likelihood of not finishing well. What if I get to the end of my life not accomplishing the purposes that God has appointed for me? After all, many spiritual leaders have ended up falling and failing.
I pray that I will just depend on His grace moment by moment, so that this fear would never come to fruition. He is good. He is sovereign. May it be that in Him I will trust, and Him I will obey, every day of my life until I see Him face to face!
And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ. (Philippians 1:6)