22 June 2017

Practice makes perfect

I tell my little girls daily that practice makes perfect, in order words what you do daily becomes part of you.

When it comes to our relationship with our Heavenly Father, do we practise being in his presence? 
I certainly do not. I usually get up and say a prayer or two. Put a favourite song on and off I go into my day.

Due to my lack of practise and dedication I often do not feel his presence. 
Sometimes the next time I have a conversation with him after the morning rush is just before bed. 
How I longed for his presence and it bothered me that I cannot feel or hear him.

So I began to practise. 
I know that prayer is talking to God and he talking back. So I started out saying how I feel in that moment . Whenever I do not feel him  close I ask him to come and be with me.

I started to talk with him every time and moment of the day. 

The issue was not the fact that I was not talking to him as much as I wanted, it was that every time I remember I had not been with him, I feel bad and berate myself. 
Now instead of feeling bad in that moment I whisper: Holy Spirit, I have been Been everywhere, I slow down now and just want to say thank you. I love you, help me, show me, guide me. 

Do you know my daily moment by moment talk with him is paying off. I hear him more 
I feel his leading and this makes me want to do it often. 

So practise being in his presence get into the habit of talking to him anytime of the day. 
Stop in the middle of a chore and whisper to him. Smile at him. Talk to him whenever it crosses your mind and as you do, it will becomes second nature to you, soon you will find that you do it out of love not out of guilt or necessity.

As you navigate today, practise being in the moment, forget about the troubles of yesterday and the challenges ahead… we are not promised tomorrow. Make the best of today because, today is the tomorrow you hoped for yesterday… so live it, love it. 

18 June 2017

Don't Settle

I choose this title because the easiest thing in the world is to stop trying. 

Trying brings pain and in that moment of persistent trying without results, we are tempted to give up and quit.

I have been trying to get another job for a long time but have not been successful so far. I stopped trying for a while and lost track of where I was. I was encouraged to start again and I am shocked at how far back I have to go, to start over. 

I realised that settling and giving up takes us backwards when and if we do decide to start again. 

So my encouragement to you today is "don’t settle".

Don’t settle for a present of misery when you know your future is more than what you have right now. 

Don’t settle for a man who is less than what you envisage in your future.
Don’t settle for a marriage of abuse when you know you are suppose to have a good life
Don’t settle for second best in anything.

Settling may take the pressure off temporarily but does not bring you joy,  because you know deep within you this is not your destination. 
You may pause while trying to figure it out, but don’t stop when difficulty or pain comes knocking. 

Don’t let what's happened in your past affect you and stop you from going on with your life. 

You can begin where you right now to start over if you have settled or packed it in. 

Yes you dealt with abuse
Lost loved one
Lost your marriage
Lost your healthy

Let these become your testimony, for there's no pit so deep that God cannot reach and bring you out. 

Be humble and seek God's face for your future.
Let him carry you to your destination.
When you feel tired and want to stop ask him for the strength to go on. But do not stop, keep moving and soon you will reach your goal. 

Don’t settle but rather set your goals and set yourself up for the next phase of your life.... 

Don’t settle 

16 April 2017

A King?

Kings are arrayed in royal robes
He was striped, flogged and dressed in blood
Though he was sinless, yet 
He walked the road to his dead carrying a cross, 
A symbol of our Sins

No one came to his defence, 
He who defended the downtrodden, prostitute, tax collectors and the unwanted

He was a voice of the voiceless 
Yet he could not speak for himself. 

He who spat on the floor to open blind eyes 
Was spat on in scorn and shame. 

He who wore a golden crown in heavenly places
Had a crown of thorns placed on his head,
Blood dropped down his face, blinding his sight.

An undeserving death for A King 
But one suited for a common criminal. 

As darkness enfolds, silence grips the earth
Fear released a terror on the hearts of everyone present. 
One question lingered  in their hearts, was he really a King? 

He arose, 
He rose in hell, and set captive free
He took the chains that held us captive and walked out with a sign
Freedom: sin has lost
Dead has been defeated
Hope has trumped fear
Faith replaced dread and unbelief

He arose a triumphant King
A glorious knight 
A Gallant Warrior
A Victorious winner. 

He arose, and we arise too 
Transformed, renewed, released and restored. 
He awaken in us a new hope and a new dawn. 
That Only a King will bring. 
Yes, he really is A King. 

That's the Easter Story.