I Set Sail

All my life I’ve been taught to guard my life from living so I don’t get hurt. I’ve learnt this from my physical, religious, psychological and social environs. But what can you do to stop life from happening except die. I’ve been hurt in all these aspects I’ve been taught to be careful and out of over zealousness gotten myself confused and ended up not learning the right things instead or not even learning a thing at all.

Hurt, pain, loss, are also things that make the world go round and make us say that ‘Life is beautiful’. Beautiful to me means the good, the bad, and the ugly. Beautiful is not just perfect. That is left for the new incorruptible body and life we would have when we see Jesus, when we get to heaven, where they would be no sorrow, fear, or tear. In this life God doesn’t promise me no tears and no fears. He promises me a life of unquestionable victory over them because he’s on my side, with me, has won the battle I should ever fight, and gives me the right to BASK IN HIS GLORY with confidence hereby making me more than a conqueror. Isaiah 43 (the whole chapter)

So I resolve to living. Putting up guard and fortifying walls didn’t stop those who taught me (to do same) from being hurt themselves. In fact they got hurt and more hurt because they found it hard to let go and found false solace in refortifying their walls. Their theories of security have failed them. I do not guard my heart from breaking; I’ve put it in God’s hands.

So I resolve to live and let live. I’m going to be childlike without being childish. I’m going to be free and without a care in the world. I’m going to throw caution to the wind. I’m going to relish every moment God gives me the opportunity to. I’m going to cherish everyone God blesses me with to love. I’m going to let go of people and things that have served their time. And I’m going to learn life as it comes taking a step at a time like a baby learning to walk. I’m not going to jump because ‘Life is a process’ and jumping through it would mean falling. I’m going to walk on a rope if I have to. I’m THROWING all my eggs into one basket. I’m going to trust God on this one. Proverbs 3:5-8. I lose my life and myself. John 12:25-26 I’m not afraid anymore.

Love. Learn. Live

If I set sail, I know God would send the wind.

A Phone Conversation...

I got a call from one of my dear friends yesterday, network providers are more  liberal these days and have been giving freebies that we have thought could only happen in some dreams, but there we were conversing on the benefit of free call credit in plenty. 

We are friends who keep in touch so it was not catching up on old times, we talked extensively till we began talking about our dreams, goals and the fears we had. What we expected to have happened and the milestones we hope to reach in the nearest future and it seemed like it’s not happening any soon. How we try to make things work and they just don’t, and so on.

Then it was one of those moments of saying what I didn’t cram, copy, or rehearse to say, but it’s making a lot of sense to the listener and in fact dissolving fears and doubt. What are such moments called? :-?

Some people have the absolute ideology that ‘life is deliberate’ and some that ‘life is predestined’. Which one do you hold? And why? Then I tell you what I told my friend.

I believe both, because all our live events can’t be attributed to just one of these ideologies. I live life in preparation and in predestination. I’m going to live in the moment and live in tomorrow. So when the opportunities come I grab them because I’m prepared to. When it does not come I’d still live.

Contrary to humanistic propositions we can’t always control what happens to us. We do have choices, but not everything in our lives would answer to them. So what happens when we are being deliberate about life and walking every walk by faith and our answers are not anywhere around the corner?

So when it seems like you were so sure by now that God would have reached down and wiped your tears away, stepped in saved the day and it’s not looking like it. Then you can’t even hear his voice through the thunder, do something, praise him in the storm and ask for his mercies that are new every morning to prevail.