The God Of Peace

My son couldn't believe what transpired in just a matter of one day at the start of 2nd quarter in his school. As I respect his privacy, all I could say is that the trial that occurred involved a huge turn in his life's journey. As parents, my husband and I were more hurt than he could have been as we knew the decision would only come from his heart. All we could do was to support him, pray, offer our unconditional love and made sure he shared what hurt him with us and with his trusted mentors or friends. I told him, from my own difficult hurdles I faced, it was holding on tighter to God's grasp that saved me.

It was a blessing to hear that one of his mentors was a brother in Christ. But like us, he could only offer his best encouragement, prayers, and his own life's lessons. The decision or making a not so easy choice would still fall on my son alone.

Each slow, tough day and sleepless nights, did nothing but rubbed more salt on his already wounded mind and heart. I knew life's events could turn upside down without any warning. But experiencing it was different and even harder if it involved your own flesh and blood.

How much advices could my husband and I give that would soothe the painful sting to a heart stabbed so deep?

Prayers...Prayers...Still...More prayers...

Last night, each time my son would emerge out from his bedroom, my heart would beat faster,  anticipating the interventions I could offer. Yet,  I felt of being the opposite. No help!

He sat down next to the couch I was sitting. Meeting my gaze, he started disclosing what he felt was a possible door God was leading him to. I knew it was time for me to just "listen". Through his words, I was the one helped by his sharing instead. As a man now, I was blown away by his selfless intention of wanting to help others by using the talent God gave him. Reflecting on a few incidents that transpired, I felt God was revealing His confirmations to his wounded heart. In his short moment of solitude, as he lamented the "Why's", God met him in that silence & showed him an option to where He wanted him to go.

With my son's trial, I have learned a lot myself. That when we feel we are being attacked by our spiritual enemies, we shouldn't be paralyzed. Instead, we should try to focus on God alone. Instead of thinking we are being attacked, we should ask ourselves first... "God, where do you want me to be? What do you want me to do for You?"

I could tell you now that having a taste of my son's own pain, how in a flash, putting his ordeal in God's light gave him hope and a purpose.

"Come to our church..." I remember him telling me someone invited him to be encouraged, maybe even prayed for...

That is a nice gesture. But it also reminded me...We don't need to go anywhere especially if unable to move when a fierce storm and gigantic waves seem to topple the boat of our lives. We are His church. His people. To which He addressed that "We must always be joyful, pray continually, and give thanks in all circumstances to our God." We can pray. Right there. Right at that moment. Not a one time thing to do. But continuously. Not only for ourselves but much more for others.

That is His will. In Christ Jesus!

I'm writing about this because I want to praise the Lord. True! He is always quick to save.

May we all focus, not on the waves about to drown us. Focus. On the mighty right hand reaching out to you. Because His grasp never lets go.

I love my son. So much. My husband and I always say "We are proud of you." But I don't have the right words to say what he has become and about to become...As a "man of God". To all of these hurtful things that God is turning around, he serves as an inspiration to me and his father.

Lord, I want to thank You. My son said he was used to having directions with his work and passion. I know now that those directions are not the ones he heard at schools. Not from us as parents even. Clearly, he faced a conflict because he knew the directions that come from You. Without chaos. Without confusion. Please guide him and give Him your discernment. To You be the Praise and glory. May You increase in this family and us, to decrease. May you be glorified in everything that my son does. Please protect him wherever he goes, whatever he does. May people who will come and go in his life know You through him. Lord, I also pray for those who are facing their own storms. Draw them near to You. Thank You Lord for Your love. Your grace. Your mercy. We love You Lord. But thank You for loving us first.

"For God is not a God of disorder but of peace, as in all the meetings of God's holy people." -1 Corinthians 14:33

Surrender The Job In Us

Then Job replied to the Lord: “I know that you can do anything, and no one can stop you. You ask, “Who is this that questions my wisdom with such ignorance?” It is I. And I was talking about things I did not understand, things far too wonderful for me.” (Job 42:1-3, NLT) 

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I have been waking up early morning hours sometimes. I suspect working night shifts for 20 something years and just loving the night time work has something to do with the nocturnal, built-in alarm that goes off, though silent, is more alarming than the set alarm in my phone.

As I pray, I recall that time when my son was in kindergarten (He is an adult now), and had to put answers on a piece of paper the teacher handed out in class… It was all about what they knew about their mothers. There was this one particular line:

My mom knows _________ (and he wrote “everything”).

Years later, when I brought it up to him, he was laughing and shyly admitted that he knew the truth by then that “his mom didn’t know everything.” And I quickly agreed, “That’s right!”

As each of us grow older, there are those frustrating times when we want answers to everything. But we just couldn’t get them. And even in some instances, we get the answers, but still to us, don’t make sense. It’s harder and harder as our feet step out into adulthood.

I am sure you all heard about the story of Job. He lost everything. His family. His possessions. But it was not losing those that frustrated him. It was not knowing why they had to happen in his life. He struggled to find the answers. His friends even butted in and thought he sinned. There was one who has a partial true answer that suffering could purify his faith. Though he thought that Job became proud and such sufferings came to humble him.

But God is too great for any of us to be understood. We can only understand when we begin to see for Who He is. In the end, Job got the answers. That God is enough in his life. He lost everything. Except God. Trials aren’t easy. But these are opportunities to know more about God and have a deeper relationship with Him. He desires to show His love, His compassion, His grace, His mercy. Just trust and believe. He is the Power that the Job in us needs. Fear. Shame. Guilt. Broken heart. Bondage. Surrender the Job in us. To Jesus.

“All Scripture is inspired by God and is profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for instruction in righteousness,  that the man of God may be complete, thoroughly equipped for every good work.” – 2 Timothy 3:16-17 (MEV)

“But we are bound to always give thanks to God for you, beloved brothers of the Lord, because God has from the beginning called you to salvation through sanctification by the Spirit and belief of the truth.To this He called you by our gospel, to obtain the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, brothers, stand firm and hold the traditions which you have been taught, whether by word or by our letter. Now may our Lord Jesus Christ Himself, and God our Father, who has loved us and has given us eternal consolation and good hope through grace, comfort your hearts and establish you in every good word and work.” -2 Thessalonians 2:13-17 (MEV)

Lord, this morning, I ask for forgiveness. Forgive me for not remembering the true Power that is in us. You, Who is greater than the one in this world. Empower me Lord. Use me and my remaining days to glorify You. No one else but You. I just want to thank You. For Your guidance. Your provisions. Your protection. You are my everything. My First Love. Draw me always near to You. Thank You Lord for loving us first.

The Surprise

Is this a surprise for your son?,” I texted my husband at work.

Seeing the framed drawings of my son when he was 3 or 4 years old brought a big smile on my face as I got home from visiting him in his place.

“Not bad…Not bad at all…” I thought to myself. That even then, his talent in the art business was so evident. Learning patience and determination to always create the best in each of his art piece. I knew he always put his heart in each piece. It was not about just creating art. It was about doing something he truly loved and was gifted with. And my husband and I couldn’t be happier but for him to realize his true passion and pursue that goal.

Eager to surprise him despite his busy schedule, my husband brought it over and my son was delighted to see the unexpected gift.In a way, we all laughed about it knowing how big of a difference to see his early masterpieces compared with what he knew now. He found a spot in his room. And put the "reminder" of a humble beginning.

Seeing those early forms of drawing would always bring a smile for me. In a mother’s heart, those tiny, ten little fingers I wouldn’t forget as he chose one color after another and formed lines. He thought nothing of it then. But you, moms out there know what I’m talking about. How many times we decorated our refrigerators with those “surprises from our beloved tots?”

Yet…seeing his designs now also make me smile even more. I see diligence. Patience. Determination. Developed throughout the passing years. The love that he puts in each piece. Not forgetting modesty and the Source of his talent.

He took Computer Engineering at first. Only to be overwhelmed with things he realized he didn’t love. And that was the key…Love

In this life, it’s okay not to follow a road sometimes. Especially when you don’t have love in your heart to take that path. Because in the end, what’s more important is what you will leave behind. And most of all, Who leads you on that pathway you choose. Yes… Despite the odds… Despite the “unknowns” and the “doubts” that may form. But on these unfamiliar treks, there are potentials to develop gigantic faith. A child-like kind of faith. That’s how we beat the odds. When we believe… Hope…Love…

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. – 1 Corinthians 13:1 (NIV)

Giving All For His Glory