What's that u have in ur hands?

Or more appropriately,
what's that u have on ur mind?

Undiscovered data, untapped knowledge,
Witty inventions, in the making.

All lying fallow in great minds
waiting to be uncovered, released.

Awake, o sleeper
Arise from ur slumber.

Put pen to paper
Let the ideas flow.

Throw paint on the canvas
Let the image emerge.

Do not be afraid of getting it wrong
But be persitent enough to get to the 'right'.

Do not wait till tomorrow
We are only promised today.

Step out and give it the best u've got
Cos u'll never know...unless u try.

I Still Know Who She Is (one of those forwarded messages)

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80s arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00.

I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On examining it I saw it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors and got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while! As she is a victim of Alzheimer's disease.As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.I was surprised and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?'He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't know me but I still know who she is.' I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm and thought, 'That is the kind of love I want in my life. True love is neither physical nor romantic.

True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.Peace is seeing a sunset and knowing who to thank. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have.

I hope you share this with someone you care about, I just did. Life isn't about how to survive the storm but how to dance in the rain.The road to success is not straight. There is a curve called Failure, a loop called Confusion, speed bumps called Friends, red lights called Enemies, caution lights called Family. You will have flats called Jobs.But, if you have a spare called Determination, an engine called Perseverance, insurance called Faith, a driver called Almighty God, you will make it to a place called Success.

The Cry of the nations... are you ready?

The cry of the nations

is a cry for God.

Behind the facade and hype

of this present day

is a desire for the Lord.

Who has the directions

to the place of peace,

the nest of rest?

That's the question

in the hearts of men.

Lost souls, unguided minds

groping in the darkness

that is this world.

Seeking the tiniest

glimmer of light, hope.

Waiting for the manifestation

of the living epistles of God

Are you ready to rise to the task,

forget about yourself,

throw caution to the wind,

in order to keep a soul from perishing

and lead a lost one back home?

I wonder...I just wonder.

Sometimes, I wonder
Spend a lot of time
just trying to understand.
Asking myself questions, like
Why exactly is God saying?
Is that my voice I'm hearing talking back to me?
Or is that really the voice of the Father?
I'm I going crazy or I'm I going Spiritzy?
Especially when my thoughts
or should i say aspirations
do not fit that of those around me.

A lot of times, I ponder
on the whole of life and its meaninglessness
and I have to conclude, like some have that
there's got to be something more out there
somewhere beyond - 'plus ultra'
like that old songs says
"somewhere in outer space
although we don't know where..."
there's more, this is just a tip of the iceberg
and we should never forget
or allow our focus to be shifted from
the author and finisher of our faith
our hope of the tomorrow we try so hard
to make provision for in our own little minds
limited by time.


You know, I wonder why
It is so difficult for us to trust Him
who is not bound by time
but holds time in His hands
Why, can't we just step out on water
when he calls us or sleep soundly
when he says tomorrow is sorted
even if the coffer is empty
when He says He will fill the trenches
even if there isn't the tiniest of winds.


I've wondered so long
but it remains a mystery to me
the reason for our unbelief
or slave mentality, when
we have been set free.
I think I'll stop here, because I
have no answers but I pray...
yes I pray, that the puzzle...
and we begin to walk free, as we truly are
making the blood that was shed
on our behalf, count.

The Road, the Map and the Guide

You can have a road map and still get lost, if it's misinterpreted.

It is most unlikely though, to miss your way with a guide, very familiar with the terrain.

The word of God is very good (its the map) but the most important thing is having

God (the guide) to lead you through his Spirit, on your road (life) to heaven (your destination)

or so i hope. If it's not, then get on track cos i want to see you when we get there.

To my King

My source, my essence

The one that first loved me

I was created for your pleasure

and i live to give you glory.

To my prince

My head, my covering

The one that i love

My heart doth delight in giving you pleasure

I will do you good all the days of my life.

Decisions

Let there be no confusion about what i want

and about what is right with God

cos where the two coincide is where i ought to be (or go).

I see

I see there's more beyond - "Plus ultra"

The limits have been taken off my vision

There is a breaking out cos my mind has been set free

from the bonds of "this is how far you can go"

I can go as far as and beyond my imagination

cos even my imagination is limited