When God writes your love story...

Jesus I surrender the pen. I admit I could never write a love story better than you can.

'Everything About You'
Darlene Zschech

You chased me, I caught you
So glad we found each other
We whispered forever
To share our lives together
To watch our dreams unfold

And I love everything about you
Everything you are
You'd catch a falling star
If I asked you
And I couldn't live a single day without you
You hold me in your arms
And once again, I know
That I'm the only one for you

The way you laugh, the way we dance
The way you hold my hand
The way you give, the way you kiss
The way you look at me
You make life beautiful

I love the light that shines in your eyes
When you talk about our girls
And love the way you smile
When they walk into the room
I love how you care about brokenness
How injustice moves your heart enough
To make a change
You give all you are
Everyday

One Way

If we claim that "all roads lead to the same destination", or that Christianity is but one faucet of a multi-faucaeted God, we make God out to be illogical, contradictory, untrustworthy and in general, a liar.

"I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me." John 14:6

If the god you believe in is neither infinite nor sovereign, then there's very good reason not to believe in such a god at all.

At least I can count on the sovereignty and infinite might of my God.

"Cause I wanna hide in You
The Way the Life the Truth
So I can disappear.
And love is all there is to see
Coming out of me
And You become clear
As I disappear"

Is there a reason to blog?

After disappearing from the blogging scene, if there ever was one, for a good 27 months, I am back. Not by personal interest, nor out of obligation, but by Someone calling me out of my comfort zone.

Is that weird?
I don't know.

I am, without a doubt, overly reliant on technology, but I still find it hard to fit all the new inventions that it produces ever so frequently into this (maybe out of date) system of mine.
Bottomline?
Blogging, friendstering and facebooking are among my least favourite activities.

Honestly, I find them a waste of time. Not that they are, just that I have greater priorities than that.
Like dipping my feet in the pool after a long day.
Or reducing the semblance of my room from a tornado-hit disaster zone.
Not forgetting my impulse to curl up with a good book every night in the air-conditioned comforts of my room (indeed, I am one blessed person).
Even taking a stroll via the longer way home from the bus stop.
Especially stopping in my tracks for a few moments to take in what God has painted on His canvas high up above - always breath-taking, always inspiring, always reminding me of something greater, something beyond myself and mankind.
Things like that are alot more appealing to me.

Barely has the notion of blogging entered my head before a thousand questions start surfacing, questions like
"Can I get a decent blogskin that not a million other bloggers are using?"
"Will I spend precious time in front of the computer, absorbed in the java world, neglecting the real one?"
"Does it mean late nights again?"
And perhaps, the most crucial of all - "Is anyone even going to read it?"

There is a strange connection between the things we do and our self-worth, things like blogging.
I am, after all, only human. It is natural to look to others for validation, to desire receiving their affirmation and recognition.

But if I am to do this much dreaded thing known as blogging, I must detach my validation from it and bring it to the One in whom I was made, and in whom I will be complete.

Is there a reason to blog?
Oh yes there is.
For a glory that surpasses myself, and for the love of One who gave me my life and a reason to live.