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    Tuesday, May 31, 2016
    Three and a half years later REVELATION. 9:44 AM

    First of all, thank You God for the results. I always want this to be my first response; if possible, my first reaction even. For there is no one else responsible; and more importantly, no one else worthy of adulation.

    You give and take away, blessed be the Name of the Lord

    I tried my best to be mentally prepared for the worst, but, like it or not, I held that tiny hope within me that things would be good in the end - good simply meaning that I would feel good seeing the SMS. But, when was life all about feelings anyway? Does feeling bad give you the excuse to deny God's grace and power?

    Results time. First glance - heart goes through a mini rollercoaster. Happy for the first two; bittersweet for the next two; and a tiny laugh combined with a tiny cry for the last. Funny, I thought, that the very result for that module in my dream became reality. Didn't I ask God for anything above that grade? What do I make of it now?

    Here I must add that these thoughts become clearer on hindsight; whether or not these thoughts had actually run so clearly through my head, I will never know. But what I do know now is that my brain has given me this stream of conscious thought so powerful, that I am compelled to pause my work and type this out. At 11am. On a cloudy Monday morning of my craziest week yet.

    My next notable response was to find a CAP calculator online and see what I had to (ha, does one really have to?) achieve in my final two semesters. Okay, this is what I have to do. It's possible right? I proceeded to write this goal (requirement?) in my phone. I paused. Am I setting worldly standards for myself? Hasn't God taught me that, the less I worry about my results, the more at peace I am? I was never one to set grade standards for myself at the beginning of the semester. Mainly because I usually get a better sense of what I could achieve as the semester went on, and I don't want to impose unnecessary pressures for myself when I had nothing to expect.

    Why am I desiring these grades? Can I truly say that - without a single doubt - I want it for God's glory? Or do I, deep down in my heart of hearts, want it for myself? Masters chances, starting salary, pride. I feel uneasy, uncertain. I search for an answer. It came, quietly but surely - it doesn't mean that things for God's glory shouldn't make you happy at the same time. Yet, there are things for His glory that may leave you a little bruised at that moment. Ask yourself then, what is your real intention? Do you want it for your happiness more than you want it for His glory? More importantly, are you happy because of the thing itself, or are you happy because God is glorified more than you are? For now, I am calmed.

    Search my heart and know me, O Lord.

    Funny how the Social Work module that I was most looking forward to was my worst scoring one in my entire university life thus far. Although I was half expecting it, I had that tiny hope. I prayed and asked. Would I say that God has answered my prayer? Yes. But not in the way that I expected. Sometimes, we demand that God's answer to our prayers must be what we have envisioned, just the way we like it. Oh, how myopic and foolish you are, child.

    “For My thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways My ways,” says the Lord. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts."

    When you ask for God to meet your needs, do you expect to receive food, or do you expect a Ferrari sports car? Human flesh is never fully satisfied. We make our wants our needs, and our needs our entitlements.

    I have no perfect answers. We hardly ever do. What we do have is His still small voice speaking to us, guiding us through life's journey.


    Hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what he sees?