Just one month and two weeks into the new year, we are still very much in the season of “new” things. New jobs, schools, clothes, hopes, dreams, relationships, ventures, plans and on it goes.
At rubies and in my personal life I find myself in a place of starting many new things, and I see God indeed making all things beautiful in His own time and way. It has definitely been in His own way not in the way I would have brought it about. It has been an intense and still is an intense time of pain for me after the loss of my dad two months ago. But God has dotted this path of sorrow with unexpected and the most beautiful of blooms, some small, some huge and vibrant. Beauty for Ashes, I know He gives, I didn’t know this was how it would look like for me. gladness for sorrow, I know He gives, I just didn’t expect it this way. At an unexpected end, where then and even now, I am often unsure of what the future will look like, God brings a beautiful beginning. A calm indisputable reassurance that he truly is “I am”, The Beginning and The End, the One who knows the end from the beginning.
My unexpectedly Beautiful beginnings may not look anything like what He wants to do in your life. But my prayer is that you get to know and live in the joy of new seasons made Beautiful by God’s hand working in, and bringing them about. Thus making them truly special, truly what you need, truly joyful and a blessing that adds no sorrow, truly His own.
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Over the past few months a simple irritation has become a deep concern. It has always bothered me how seemingly slow /unconcerned the men around me seem to be when their brothers are in need. When He is lonely, depressed, going through a loss, in some sin of one kind or another, having trouble in a marriage. The answer that has been most common as to why this is has not sunk in or clicked as true. The most common responses I get when I urge (or maybe I am nagging), a brother to help out another brother, is a form of “Men don’t handle things as women do.”
A fictional story By Lilian
Two years ago, I was a newly converted Christian and was yet to fall in love with the Christian race. Christians did bad things then, some still do. I was even still wondering why I was becoming one of them. Starting with my aunts, if being Christ-like could be measured on a scale of 1-10, they would have negatives. They were the SI unit of badness. True story. Even those who didn’t know God, called them the terrorist twins. Terrorists in the order of Boko Haram and Al-Shabab. Funny thing is, they were in the forefront of all church activities, pretending to be holy and all. That I would have to share eternity with those two, hesitated my getting born again by two months.
Over the past few days I have found myself confronted by another aspect of the “Faith of our Fathers” issue. A more positive one, but still spiritually deadly in its own right. If you have not read my first article on “Faith of our Fathers”, you can read it hereFaith of our fathers. However, a brief explanation of the phenomenon is this. Many of us who grew up in Christian homes find ourselves acquiring our parents’ patterns of faith without internalizing it for ourselves. Yes we are born again, but our maturity is based on learned behaviour rather than stemming from “working out our own salvation”. Sometimes it is in totality (the most dangerous)…