Wednesday, June 11, 2014

There is Beauty in Doing ~Nothing~

Do you know that feeling when you are just sitting around with nothing to do? I mean nothing? Nowhere to go, no one around at the moment, not even a good show to watch on television? I've been there; we've all been there. But could there be any meaning in those dull moments?

Possibly!

When you literally have nothing to do, do just that: NOTHING. It's only when we do "nothing" when God really speaks to us. Whenever we find ourselves in those dull moments, we can just sit back in our bedroom or go outdoors and simply sit on your front or back porch and melt into your surroundings. Mute everything. Deafen yourself to all modernized sounds even if it means turning off your television, radio, or silencing your phone and just listen. Listen to nature, the caroling birds, the wind in the trees, ocean waves, running water, wherever you are! Just listen to your natural surroundings. Feel the caress of the soft wind, the sun on your face, even the cool raindrops on your feet. It is in moments like these you can really just listen to your thoughts and your heart. It could be a soul-searching moment when you become aware to your true self and your desires; what you want out of life. You can also get in touch with your inner self and find inner peace and inner strength. Most importantly, you can hear what GOD has to say to you! His voice can be heard beyond the soft winds, through the sunlight peeping through the clouds, or just a fleeting thought.

So, whenever you find yourself with nothing to do, just sit back silence everything and listen. Talk to God and hear what He has to say to you. 

May God bless you fully!! 

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

No Fear of Death in Jesus--Creative Dialogue

One afternoon I was listening to a gospel song "In Christ Alone" when I came up with this internal dialogue.

Me: *prayer request* I've been sooo scared lately. I don't know why but the fear of death is deeply troubling my soul. I mean, not knowing what's going to happen right after is killing me! I really need prayers to put my heart and mind at ease. I can't even sleep at night because I end up dreaming about it. Please help me!


Melly: Aww, I totally understand why you're scared, sweetie...I really do! Tell me, have you accepted Christ as your personal Savior?


Me: Yes, I have. I believed that he died for us and was raised from the dead. I believe that with my whole heart.


Melly: Great! Do you have a relationship with Him? Like, do you spend time with Him daily? You know, prayer, reading the Bible, worship?


Me: Yes I do! I do all of that! I obey the Lord as much as I can and I even strive to be more like Jesus.


Melly: Awesome! Do you repent every day and ask for forgiveness?


Me: Of course. I do that every night before bed. 


Melly: Perfect! It seems to me that you have nothing to be afraid of.


Me: I don't know :( I get so hard on myself. I'm so imperfect. Sometimes I feel like I'm not good enough to to enter God's kingdom.


Melly: Oh, no! Never think that!! That fear is coming from the enemy!! You see, as Christians, we should never have any fear in death because we believe wholeheartedly that Jesus walked this world, died for US, and was raised. It is through HIM we inherit eternal life. The Word says that those who believe in Him shall never perish, but have everlasting life! So as Christian believers, we are taught that we will live with our Father in Heaven once we pass away from this world. With that being said, the thought of death or the coming of Jesus should bring us JOY and PEACE because we will be coming home to HIM! Death should actually be something to look forward to and nothing to fear at all. :)


Me: Ah, okay. So I should look forward to death then??


Melly: OF course! And based on what you just told me, you appear to be a wonderful Child of God with a beautiful spirit. I can just tell that already. :)


Me: Aww, thank you Melly. You know, I'm starting to feel more at ease. Thank you sooo much for your encouraging words! I'll just pray that I'm emotionally, spiritually, and mentaly ready when I'm called home then, huh?


Melly: Yes! Prayer is always key! And you're very welcome :) I'm glad I could help. Very glad. Oh, and don't worry about being so imperfect. All Christians are. But God knows very well that we are flawed and that we will fail Him every single day. But that's the beauty of salvation!!! That's exactly why Jesus died for us so that we may repent and forgiven and inherit eternal life. And you have to realize, we as humans can never be perfect enough for God. We're all sinners. BUT He loves us just as we are!! He loves us with a love that's so deep and infinite that we can't even begin to comprehend it! Now that should make you feel good, well, awesome! 


Me: Glory to God!! It does! And I can already feel my spirit changing. I tell you, I have less fear now. :)


Melly: God bless you! That's the power of God moving in you! I'm so glad you feel better.


Me: Me too! And I can't even begin to thank you. You've helped me so much!

Melly: Aww :) Thank God, not just me. He speaks through His people. 


Me: Yes He does. Praise Him! God bless you, Melly.


Melly: God bless you even more. I'm here whenever you want to talk. :)


Me: Thank you.


Melly: You're very welcome :)


Wednesday, June 4, 2014

The Perfect Storm





It was dark, very dark.
So dark, I could not see in front of me,
Nor around me or behind me.

It was cold, very cold.
As I was walking,
Struggling in the cold and pouring rain,
Trying to keep safe and warm,
People passed me by.
Not a soul asked if I needed help,
Tried to save me,
Or at least asked if I were okay.

It was also windy.
The winds were so strong
They nearly knocked me down!
But they never did.
Instead I just kept walking,
Walking with courage.
Looking forward, moving forward.


After I walked and shivered for what felt like an eternity, I look for a building. A warm place of shelter to rest and warm up before facing the storm again. I spot a building. What building is it? I don't know, I don't care. I just walk in.

The building is warm right when I enter. Warm both in temperature and appearance. It has pleasant white, yellow, and goldish hues. It’s a little lacking in size but a good, comfortable space. I want to ask where I am but no one sits behind the information desk. So I take a seat on the nearest bench, snatch off my gloves and shake the cold rainwater off my folder that I was using as a shield. I slip my cold, numb hands under my shirt and press them to my abdomen, transferring my body heat to them. They feel icy cold against my skin. I briefly close my eyes and exhale, finally glad to be in shelter. My head slightly turns to my right, my eyes open. I'm surprised at what I see. A wall full of brochures, pamphlets, flyers, and, I believe, post cards. They all display religious and spiritual content. I see a couple of pamphlets that say "Associated Campus Ministries." So that's where I am! I see many other flyers and pamphlets on service work, community events, missionary work, and group meetings. I then see a pamphlet that really gets me: It has a painting of JESUS holding a lamb lovingly. Jesus is looking down at the lamb smiling. It made me smile.



I continue looking around, observing the atmosphere. Right across from me I see a small, round table with two chairs opposite of each other. I see the Holy Bible and some other devotional books stacked on top of the table. I then look to the left and see a stand of brand new Bibles, New Testament books, and more devotional books. I wonder for a second how much they would cost. But I then see a small sign on the stand that says that the books are complimentary and to take as many as you need. That is wonderful. This place is wonderful. I suddenly get a sense of God's presence. I feel as though He's near. I also feel so at peace that I forget the raging storm outside. I close my eyes and I smile slightly, breathing in the serenity of this beautiful setting.

I hear footsteps approaching but I keep my eyes closed, not wanting to open them.

"Hey," I heard a male voice say. It sounded quite friendly. I open my eyes and turn quickly to look at him. I must have looked surprised because he asked me, "Did I startle you?"

"Oh, no," I said. "You're fine."

He walks closer to me. I tense up a little. "You doing alright?"

"Yeah," I said, barely meeting his eye. "I'm a little better now."

"You seem cold," he said, smiling.

I nod and look down, just remembering that my hands are underneath my shirt. "Oh, gosh!" I exclaim, quickly pulling them out. "This is embarrassing!"

He chuckles, "It's alright, don't worry. Uh, did you just come from outside?"

"Yeah," I sighed. "I was just walking back to my dorm room."

"Wow! In this weather?"

"Unfortunately. I missed my last shuttle bus and I didn't know it was going to rain."

"Aww," he said. "You didn't have anyone who could drive you?"

"No," I said, frowning. "I'm new here, so I don't really know anyone...just yet."

"Well," he said. "That's not going to last much longer." He extends his hand, "I'm Bryan, what's your name?"

I look up at him and shake his hand, "I'm Chelle."

"Well, Chelle, it's very nice to meet you." Bryan smiles at me.

"Thanks, you too." I said, smiling back.

"So," says Bryan. "What brings you to Campus Ministries?"

"Um, wow, I didn't even know what I walked into at first," I said, laughing. "I just needed some shelter for a few minutes."

Bryan nodded his head. "I totally understand."

A few seconds of silence passed by. "So," Bryan cuts in. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but are you Christian?"

"Yes," I said, nodding affirmatively.

"Well, you've come to the right place." Bryan says with optimism. “We’re all having a small service down the hall in the Baptist room. Why don’t you come in and join us? It’ll be good for you.”

I hesitated a little, not knowing what it’s going to be like. “Um, thanks,” I started. “But I don’t know if I can—“

“Come on,” Bryan said gently. “It’s a small group. It’ll be fun. I’m sure a beautiful girl like you would really like it, and there are free donuts! Now I know you want donuts.”

“Donuts?” I say quickly, looking up at him. I ponder for a few seconds. I am hungry and surely God has brought me here for a reason, and perhaps this is it. Maybe I needed to hear a spiritual word right about now.

“Okay,” I said with a grin. “Sure, why not?”

“Great,” Bryan said. He sounded excited. “But first, let’s get you out of this wet coat.”

“Right,” I replied.

“I’ll give you warm blanket too. Would you like some hot chocolate along with that?”

“Please,” I said firmly as I took off my drenched light brown pea coat.

“Sure thing,” Bryan said, taking my coat.

“Thank you.”

I follow Bryan to the beverage machine. He hands me my hot cocoa in a small, plain white cup. I thank him and he smiles a\t me and leaves for a moment. I take a sip of the cocoa. It was just right. Not too hot, too sweet, nor too bitter. It’s perfect. I take another long sip and gaze out the window at the cold, pouring rain. It’s funny how it looks so cold outside yet I feel so warm in here, maybe because I’m being shown love. I’m in an atmosphere where I feel an infinite presence and I can imagine being surrounded by godly people. It must be the the best feeling showing hospitality to strangers who really need it, especially in such a situation like mine. It's such a blessing.

I feel a warm, soft blanket slip over my shoulders thus breaking into my thoughts. Bryan gently wraps a purple blanket around my shoulders leaving a lingering hand on my right arm. I look up at him slowly with my eyes wide and my mouth slightly agape, taken away in awe of his kindness. He just looked at me with a grin. He chuckles and says, “Is it comfortable?”

“Uh huh,” I utter, still staring at him. I take another good sip of my hot cocoa.

“Good! Let’s go.” He leads me to the Baptist room.

Bryan begins to speak but I drift away in my own thoughts again. Oh my gosh. This guy has to be some kind of angel. It’s like he came right out of Heaven. He’s adorable, just adorable. Did God send him for me? Let me not go too far just yet. We haven’t really gotten to know each other. Maybe we will. For all I know he could be dating someone. Then again, maybe he’s not. Does he like me? Probably. I can tell by the way he looks at me; that lingering hand he left on my shoulder after giving me this blanket, I noticed it. And he thinks I'm beautiful. That's got to mean something, right? Well, I know that I like him so far and I hope and pray that he stays around somehow.