solitude

After having started work,
time alone has become
a scarce commodity.

With dinners and weekends
spent out,
it seems like there is never
time for self-reflection,
meditation on the truth.

If I were a stalk of flower,
time alone would be as water
to my dehydrated roots.
I thrive on it,
and would wilt from the
lack of it.

I am best around sunflowers and butterflies,
in nature away from the crowd,
quietly singing to myself,
strolling –
unhurried and still.

And yet, the conflicting desire
to conform to the
extroverted norm which society lauds
is a huge struggle.

Gone are the days
where Christians spend
hours just tarrying in
God’s presence.

At the end of the day,
courage and discipline I need
to carve out such times
that I may walk
closely with the Lord.

not on hold

Waiting is a
holding pattern,
like the plane which is constantly
circling the airport,
about to land, but not yet –
Yet my life is not on hold
til that which I wait for
comes:
I have life abundant now,
if I leave sin
and cleave unto God.

The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.
John 10:10

blessed

My heart is truly full with the blessings
God has given me today.
God’s love is and should ever be
enough and all to me,
so is His Word that never fails
and never will fail;

but He is gracious
to give earthly things too –
hearty fellowship, and
the knowledge I am loved by the saints.

I realise that certain troubles are
self-created, and certain barriers
self-erected.
It exists only in our minds, and the cure is to
 

go forth.

When we stop dwelling upon our imaginations,
and come out of our shell,
our joy increases and
infects those around us.

Grant me, Lord, a servant’s heart.

eating

There were many times
I must admit,
especially when I no longer
come home to home cooked food,
that I find eating a hassle.

I was guilty of wishing
I didn’t have to eat
(there’s just so many things to be done!)
Not that I don’t enjoy good food,
but when there’s work to do,
I have a desire to just keep at it
until it’s finished.

I disliked the gnawing hunger pangs
and even more disliked the gastric pains
which prompted me to have my meals
like clockwork.

But
reading a book changed my
entire perspective
on eating.

Edith Schaeffer in her book, 
The Hidden Art of Homemaking, 
makes it clear that

food is not just food,
but it involves
relaxation,
communication,
and a sense of beauty and pleasure.

She stressed that even if
one is eating alone,
he must know that
he has the LORD for company.

This reminded me to cultivate
a very thankful spirit 
whenever I partake in food,
even when I am alone,
which would be the norm till
mummy comes back.

Not “huh, after a few hours
I must eat again” –
but thank You LORD,
my gracious Provider,
for giving me this day my daily bread.

I shall eat
not with drudgery,
but with much joy.

Whether therefore ye eat,
or drink,
or whatsoever ye do,
do all to the glory of God.
1 Corinthians 10:31

a new chapter

Have faith,
like the flowers,
to let the old things go.
-Lilias Trotter

The old must be purged
before the new can come.

And life
will spring forth
from death.

All these little dyings
will surely bear fruit.

Blessed is the man
that trusteth in the LORD,
and whose hope the LORD is.

Jeremiah 17:7