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Saturday, 04 July 2009
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Psalm 103
This is so ridiculous. Serious, a huge part of me THIRSTS for His word. But after reading just one chapter, I cannot go on because of the immensity, the greatness, the epiphany that comes with each word and sentence. I can't consume it like large chunks of peanut butter chocolaty fudge ice cream, I can only taste God through the words.
I SO desire to memorize scripture, but i seriously SUCK at it. I have the memory of like suckiness. Serious, like worst than a granny.
Life has been, rocky at best. But His faithfulness is steadfast at best. Every week, I reach the lowest of lows, yet my faith is sure and unmoving. When im at my lowest, I sense God's presence, love even GREATER. It surpasses the suffering i encounter. GEE. the other day i was talking to a friend, she yelled "GOD when is this going to end?" Sometimes it really isn't God's fault. Most of the time it's not, but just being thankful and seeing His beauty in everything will help to pull us through.
Tomorrow will be my 3rd time leading worship, seriously God stretches me when im at my most none- confident moments. For example, i realize how easy it is for me to walk away from challenges. There was one song that the beat wasn't smooth and i just thought "lets take this song out", but Daniel said, "we have time, let's work on it". Wow. even that in itself is a learning experience. It's so easy for me to go it alone in so many things. I almost don't see myself isolating myself until it is too late. So just having people there to encourage me and not give up- wow THATS a testimony of God's greatness.
I'm so in love with summer.
Even the more, I am loving this chill moment of sitting here, drinking my coffee and chilling by myself. That's what summer should be. OF course after a whole week of hanging out, which has worn me out a lot. lol. i was so tired after walking forhours in little tokyo.
Saturday, 27 June 2009
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Women be strong
If I can make a point- please lt me.
Women be strong.
Women, you were the first ones to see Jesus out of the tomb
Alive alive, He showed Himself to you
Your faith made you whole, you made the initiative and clung onto, touched Jesus' robe
Hold on, Hold on
Even when the world tells you= you are less than a man
Even when the church, deceived by Satan, discourages you
Even when your own kind tells you to be a robot, to be less than your husbands
i tell you women- be strong
Be strong in Christ, obey Him alone, not the words of men or women
God has given each individual unique gifts, personalities, and talents
They are not excluded from the giving of gifts
They have the same spiritual gifts that are to be used exponentially in the church, outside the church
Women, in your tears, be strong
I can only attest to the tears and crap I have been through
They look on me with hatred, they look on with envy
They look at me and say "how can it be, you are an exception"
The norma thing, they say, is for a woman to follow.
It says that both women and men shall prophecy at the end times, God has granted me authority to speak, to worship, to lead people, pastor them into God's presence
More than a label, title, or church title, I am in the world, beckoning to all sinners- COME DRINK drink of the cup of the salvation that our LORD has graciously given
If you have qualms with that, please take it to the Lord
Because by definition, you are discounting the work of God in a whole person's life,
IN fact, by you speaking derogatorily towards what God can and can NOt do through me
you are discounting the very nature of who God is and HOW He works
Oh women be strong, be strong, what is be strong? I say be strong in whatever God has called you or willed you to be or do. Not in our own strivings, but for and through Jesus Christ alone. And so if ANYONE discounts or discourages you in that- heresy. I SAY HERESY. I say Satan has deceived the church. OH what potential I see in both women and men alike, young and old alike. OH what potential we have hidden, oh what gifts God has given but have become frozen in time.
OH what tragedy that some men and women think that women shall be silent. OH what tragedy that they have not researched and fully understood the humility of serving one another in a marriage relationship. OH I PRAY FERVENTLY against the lies Satan has sown in hearts. OH what tragedy that women are not allowed to speak truth, to be missionaries, to be an active servant of Jesus Christ because of the preponderances and prejudices of humankind. Oh WE might as well just go back to the olden times, where women were like slaves, even today my HEART breaks for those that are sold to captivity, forced to wear veils, oh because they are mere objects of temptation- oh my heart BREAKS, MY HEART breaks and regret for those women, oh the things and people they can be for God's kingdom and glory-
but oh the lies of satan. this wrings my heart and makes me sob....
And oh God, all I ever wanted to do was follow you wholeheartedly, with my whole life, with my whole soul. Is there anyone that understands that? Or will they keep saying "women cannot..." SHUT THE HELL UP. DO YOU NOT SEE GOD? DO YOU NOT SEE HIS BEAUTY? DO YOU NOT SEE HIM WORKING WORKING THROUGH ME? THROUGH all the AWESOME AMAZING WOMEN I KNOW?
Through the women that have conquered mountains with Christ alone, through tears they've battled death, troubles, assaults, suppressions, they're heart is LIT ON FIRE for JESUS. I can see them go to the ends of the earth for Jesus, nothing can stop them. They are dead women walking. I see a generation of women...wow. falling on their faces and seeing God. They rise with Spirit, they are true soldiers of compassion and love. I love my girl friends to DEATH. I can truly say, I can lay my life down for you.
DO not ever be discouraged from what people say. You woman, you woman, are an amazing and precious daughter of Christ. YOU speak truth to move mountains, your heart breaks for the things that break God's. You. You are who God's made you to be.
Follow God's heart. God's heart alone. Amen
Monday, 22 June 2009
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Who are you God?
Who are you God? To wake me up in the middle of the night? To make me think "who are you God?" My heart thirsts for you, sometimes I think You are mad at me. I don't know why those thoughts come, but they come. Honestly, they invade my mind. I feel waves of storms in my heart, I desire peace. Knowing you are there, knowing your physical embrace, knowing, touching, and seeing your physical face. Those things I desire.
These are my thoughts: I don't know, I don't know. I don't know why my heart cannot be satisfied with enough of You, I am crazy in love with you, my heart desires MORE and MORE of you, to see you more clearly, to know you more, to see the beauty of You, You alone. That is my desire. I don't know either why I have this insatiable desire, I don't know- maybe you gave it to me. Sometimes I wonder- why me? Why didn't you give that crazy desire to someone else? Is it the mixture of my desire and the desire you have given me? There is no clear formula. Sometimes I wonder why people have resulted to making you a commodity. You have become a genie in a bottle, a mere commodity, a temporary relief for those in their dry deserts, longing for enough, just enough to satiate their eternal thirst....but not more than that- because then, they would have to sacrifice their comforts for the discomforts of the cross. Maybe I'm just a prophet, an apostle given this word- but we have too much relied on our crutches of comfort, even in our Christian world- our bubble, how we desire comfort over Jesus. How we have made Jesus into someone to make our ministry smooth and successful. How we have made Jesus someone to make US look good in ministry. How we desire more of us, more than Jesus Himself. I too attest of that, many pride, many sins, many temptations I have given into. But beyond myself, I feel compelled to share this- this thing that we have stumbled into, have clearly given into, this lie of Satan. Yes, Satan. I can't be nice anymore, with my words- it is too dangerous. Out of love, I have to speak truth, even if I make people uncomfortable, the love of Christ has broken into these lies covered by mere religiosity. Our love for money, comfort, status, these are things I struggle with myself, yet sometimes I look at my stuff, I just want to burn it all, just as it will come to pass in the future.
Then I look at the suffering of the world. I look at the starving children, I look at the women sold into prostitution, I look at my friends longing for a better life (always complaining, always discontent, yet ignorant of what they truly desire- which is love of Christ), I look at Christians that struggle with their faith because of STUFF in their life (whether it be personal issues or circumstances), I look at the immense and deep suffering all over the world- I can't help but look beyond my Christian bubble. I can't help but look beyond my own career, my own world, my own church, my own life. I can't help but weep for the lost souls, I can't help but want to jump on the plane and deliver captives, feed the hungry, heal the sick and broken- hearted, I can't help but right now, as I type this, be moved to tears, my heart convulsively beating and head a spinning. Is not why the church exist for the mission of Christ? God could have ascended us all to heaven when Jesus ascended. But His last words were "all authority in heaven and on earth has given to me. Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age" matt 28:18-20.
Yet looking at a previous verse, right before - the disciples had "went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go. When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted". Look, I haven't been to seminary or am a pastor or nothing of that sort. BUT i feel just as i read this, looking at it as it is- maybe for lots of us, we outwardly worship him, but in our hearts we still haven't gotten past the doubting. We still haven't fully accepted His love in our heart, we haven't come to terms with His full and complete grace for us. We haven't fully realized He is in front of us, THERE, fully existing, moving, HERE (ALIVE, freaken alive and risen-Read the text...He has just risen and the disciples were trying to find Him..even though they saw him and worshiped him, yet some still doubted). And BECAUSE of that, the whole GREAT COMMISSION has become irrelevant....maybe for you!
maybe that's something someone needs to read. I don't know. Maybe that's why God woke me up at 3 in the morning, I don't know. Look it's not something I already realized either, but Gods been guiding me through this whole entry...so take it that the Holy Spirit was leading me to write this. And maybe..just maybe someone out there had been doubting where the heck God is- and maybe God gave me this whole thought of "where are you?".
SO if it is so- thank the Lord. otherwise. man I am going back to sleep.
Wednesday, 17 June 2009
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Thoughts on being a missionary
Hm tonight is the 3rd night of the SEND ME workshop. The speaker talked bluntly about the truth of missions, esp. missionaries. I don't know, but everything he talked about...dude, was pretty eye- opening. Consider a field director cross dressing in the middle of the night, or the head of agencies embezzling money. These are just some of the realities of human flaws and well....shortfalls. To me, well, to me...I thought to myself- gosh I remember those times of tension with team members and leaders, I remember coming back and thinking to myself "nah God, I do not thrive under those conditions, maybe I'm not really called to do that". Of course, that thought was temporary and was gone in a day. Yet, what made me think that... was the fiery conflicts and tensions and abrasions that had resulted from climactic personality clashes with fellow children of God. Unfortunately, since we are still human, we are still...so very sinful in nature.
I got home and read all the articles given to me. One about debt keeping people from going overseas, others about mission agencies, and such and such. Several things came to mind:
1. I don't want to be under a normal traditional agency
2. I want to be doing what i am doing now- in the fashion industry
3. I WISH i could work with the friends i now have...but
ALL this. God will only grant according to His will..so could this be called "wishful thinking"? I don't know. Another article was labeled "overchoice" or "fatigue options"...how Urbana could actually be too overwhelming since there are too many agencies and selections.
4. I want to create my own agency
5. I want to be a business woman so no one bosses me around...I'll just have a church..
BUT all this said. I went to study at Fuller's library today...pretty nice place. My friend was freaken like "look i just saw my future husband". LOL. SO FUNNY. It's weird writing when I havent had time to write for a long time. I've been on my feet ALL DAY today. Ever since morning, 7:49 I was up running, then reading bible, then eating breakfast, then drawing my sketches. By 11:15, after an hour of driving, I was at my freelance place presenting sketches, by 1 pm i was munching on my Carl's jr. driving to pasadena, by 3 pm i was with friend studying at the library, by 5 pm we got hungry- ate, by 7 pm i was at lake ave with fellow future missionaries, by 10 pm i was driving home. Yet here I am not exactly tired, just thrilled and excited for whats' ahead. AND maybe honestly...REALLY SCARED out of my mind. Hopefully, God you will give me some peace.
I realize what I deal with here, interpersonal relationship and conflicts, I will have to deal with them overseas. SO if i cant confront conflicts here, I will not be able there EITHER. OR if I hate indecisiveness I will encounter that with people overseas even more....so what the hell am I supposed to do. Even though I feel like I've mature quite a bit, have I really matured in the way I handle or love people? Like, am I patient with them? Do I gossip about others? Am I forgiving? Do I think I'm right all the time? Am I open to learning their perspectives? I was thinking, of all people why did God choose such a selfish, proud, even...at times...rude lady to be a freaken LEADER? seriously of all people. but now i know i guess. i still don't understand how God picks people, to give them more faith? If people know to change and obey God...why don't they do it? Do we ourselves really change our own destiny? Because seriously, I don't know how I can just be SO SURE of who God is and His plan for Himself, and for me. I don't know. I don't know how I just know. I have never really reached ever reached a point in my life where I questioned God. It seems ridiculous to me to question God- HE is everywhere. I see him so evidently displayed like a HUGE ASS banner.
Yes. SO I don't even know how to go about it. I have two more days of school. I feel like I went through an epic adventure this year. Especially with the freelance job that God gave me....blessing BIG TIME- and so unexpected. Like freaken im designing halloween costumes. how freaken fun is that? Even just typing this seems surreal. My life definitely looked different ....2 months ago. I'm leading worship now...and simply given more responsibilities in life. However my room looks like a mess because of my art materials. even just being able to pray with my friends...whenever! Whatever happens, we pray- that in itself is amazing, since she is at the same spiritual level...hm talk about organic church. even my writing...well I'm still working on it, haven't blogged for a long time. I feel like my prose is...don't know. I can't formulate and create my sentences and words too well. Maybe everything has been stuck in my head...sigh. Love Love Love.
Saturday, 06 June 2009
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Wind blowing messy
God i cant take this anymore. you know my weakness. as i cling, i slide and fall. i am broken once more. i wish i can be strong all the time, but i am not. i am but human. and you are God.
The smile i once had, carried once ago, slowly sliding off my face, turning into a cave. a down turn. i cease smiling, sorrow filling my every being.
suddenly a rush of tears come, falling, falling, i am broken, so weak. i was emotionally suppressed, the mechanism had automatically switched on
the smile, be bright, happy for everyone - yes it turns on so automatically, the sorrow churning churning. You know my desires, You know my heart. But this, can anyone fathom? This pain burns so deeply, I wish I could take it out through surgery, but it remains in my chest, in my stomach, burning my every being. I speak boldly, yet inside i am but a little girl, scared,clutching to your hand. i wish i could really sense and feel you next to me, embracing me in the toughest times. i can not, i can only be overwhelmed by this invisible spirit, comforting me. pain is essential- why are my entries all about suffering and brokenness? God keeps breaking me. into a thousand billion pieces, will He feed many with this brokenness. i hope so. i cant stop crying.
will i sleep well enough? are those dreams real? those dreams of betrayal. i am so weak hearted, i can but kneel. and fall. and fall. i imagine myself falling into space, dark, stars everywhere, where will i fall next, im letting go of what I clung to. im falling into your hands- can you see. can i see that you were holding out your hand, and your hand has been the whole universe? God i cant touch gravity, i cant touch the moon i stare at each night, the candle light it so i dont let go ever. light it so i dont hide it. light it so people can see this broken heart healed by the God of the Universe. Light it so people can see how deeply in love I am with you. Light it so they can see me dancing and singing for the audience of one. Light it, so my heart can brighter. My heart, now so weak.
I am letting go. Willing to go, willing to go. Go towards the unknown. Letting go of what I held on to. In the surgery room. You took that old heart out, replacing it. each day. replacing what was old, giving me a new heart. i was alive when the surgery was done, it hurt. tearing out those stitches. one by one by one by one- i am crying in pain, i want to die. all i can hear "it'll be alright" trust me. it'll be alright. you brought that angel to me once again- a reminder- i am here with you. While they care about the petty things of life, like petty cash thrown to be enjoyed fore the petty things of life. i take the big check for the big things- the plan and purpose you have gone before me to accomplish and do. to be.
It is a lonely road. But i am willing, please continue sending people to me to encourage me. or i will die in this lonely road. holding onto your hand, but dying. slowly. renew me. refresh me. let me run with a child like spirit again, dance with abandon, sing like everyone in this world is watching- if i can be renewed in that way. God let your light shine brighter. i cant help but in those broken times, think of who I am.
I keep hearing this "you are different, you are meant for more. You are not like any asian, you were born in germany, you are a third culture kid, you are so different child, you are unique in every way. I made you for something so much bigger, cant you see?" It is hard to see when my vision is blurred by this wrenching pain. my heart burns with loneliness. can anyone understand? i guess not, everyone has their own pain. pain. it is like skin burning off, but so much more abstract.
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