s.t.a.r.t.l.e.d

Startled...I think it has to be the key word today..when I woke to the thunderous bass of my Father's, I was so annoyingly startled. It was like a sudden and vigorous kickstart to the system, that the whole 'what's happening??' mechanism of my body, reeling under that explosive stimulant, was at a loss to explain as to what's really happening. With eyes twinkling faster than a camera's shutter, it dawned on me that I've been caught unawares. I neglected my chores and was busy building my Kingdom of Dreams.

.... If King Jesus descends on our turf with an entourage fit for the King of Kings, I think a good number of us would be dumbly STARTLED. Taking our dumbness to Himalayan levels we'll think two things...."So, all this was really true, huh!!" ..and when we realise that there was no escaping this reality, the second thought would be "Did it have to be so soon? I was still in my City of Dreams planning to WAKE UP!!"


"For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them to the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever."
-Paul's first epistle to the Thessalonians 4:16-17 (NIV)

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A Sunday morning beamer.....
..... when God calls us up....before his everlasting throne, he would ask us two things (he has all the possible reasons to!!)---
1. What did you do with my son Jesus?
2. What did you do with all the resources (talents, money, comforts etc.) that I gave you?
Be careful when you answer..it may affect your eternity!!

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Today was a day of challenges...when you put down the impossibilities in numeric terms...the numbers may initially be startling..but the greater the distance, the sweeter would be the rest and the reminisces, not to mention the victory of going the distance.

"I said, "I have worked, but how hopeless it is! I have used up my strength but have accomplished nothing." Yet I can trust the Lord to defend my cause; he will reward me for what I do."
-The Book of Isaiah 49:4 (GNB)


The second post after the first post....and I'm loving it. When there's a blank screen in front of you and an equally blank blog before you, you are forced to dig deep and you would be startled by what lies beneath. Seriously...

St.

Lifesong

In an utterly contemplative disposition of my mind..

Casting Crowns playing at the background is striking a chord somewhere "Let my lifesong sing to you!" Only if it had been as easy as singing a song.

A mixed day. Nothing much to look forward to. I see a few weeks of similar monotony....A nice chat, a boisterous sister, exuberant guests made the bulk of the the day. Two weeks of hard labour-my beard is under threat of annihilation!!! No point in resisting ...would have to GIVE IN...:)

Blog seems to be deserted...the last entry was on October 6. Thought of writing my mind. The problem of sharing LIFE is that it needs a message. Do not strain...you have heard it before...had Gandhi been alive...he would have been an avid blogger. Nothing like a public notebook to make your "My life is my Message" ideals known to the world. It's quite a deal to have a life worth emulating...
A second dilemma is the loss of that comfort of oblivion that one so zealously guards. Nobody knows, nobody hears, nobody sees and you feel your life is your own and private. But then, anything for Christ....

So I think I'll be here often to share and explore my mundane. I hope many in the course would sing that lifesong with me. If only......

St.