Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Restless Hearts


The heart is by nature restless as old ocean's waves; it seeks an object for its affections; and when it finds one beneath the stars, it is doomed to sorrow. Either the beloved changes, and there is disappointment; or death comes in, and ther eis bereavement. The more tender the heart, the greater its unrest. Those in whom the heart is simply one of the largest valves are undisturbed because they are callous; but the sensitive and the generous, the unselfish are often found seeking rest and finding none. To such, the Lord Jesus says, "Come unto Me and I will give you rest."

Think about God. Make much of Him till He broadens and fills the horizon of faith. Then prayer will come into its marvellous inderitance of wonders. The marvels of prayers are seen when we remember that God's purposes are changed by prayer, God's vengeance is stayed by prayer, and God's penalty is remitted by prayer. Here is a force which must be increasingly used, that of prayer, a force to which all the events of life outght to be subjected.

Prayer brings to us blessings which we need, and which only God can give, and which prayer can alone convey to us. Asking is man's part...the praying belongs to us. The answer belongs to God. Man makes the plea and God makes the answer. The plea and the answer compose the prayer.

God is everywhere, watching, superintending, overseeing, governing everything in the highest interest of man. He is not an absentee God. He did not make the world with all that is in it, and turn it over to the so-called natural laws and then retire into the secret places of the universe having no regard for it or for the working of His laws. His hand is on the throttle. The work is not beyond His control.

Earth's inhabitants and its affairs are not running independent fo almighty God. God's hand is in everything. None are beyond HIm opr beneath His notice. The providence of God reaches as far as the realm of prayer. It has to do with everything for which we pray. Nothing is too small for the eye of God, nothing too insignificant for His notice and His care. God's providence has to do with even the stumbling of the feet of His saints. The care of Providence reaches to the most insignificant creatures and the most minute events...the death of the sparrow and the fall of a hair.


Heart Photo copied and pasted from rebranca46's photostream at flickr.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Life Is A One Way Road



Life is not easy. It's a one way road full of ups and downs. As we travel life's road we are open to everything, like exiles pushed from safety. We build our strong cities and they don't shelter us. We formulate philosophies which do not comfort us. We make all the world clamourous and nothing listens to us, and everything that is innocent avoids us though we were death itself. We all kill ourselves one way or another. We are the race of suicides. we don't resemble any other creature in this. What drives man to murder himself, through hate, ambition, work, striving, hope, despair, struggle, building, destroying and war? What had someone once written? "We are born so that we should know and glorify God. That is the only reason. When we refuse to know, then we die in many ways.

Man is open to calamity and there's no shelter. Animals die without any knowledge of death. Man has that knowledge. Life is too terrible for us. We feel we dont deserve this blind punishment. Don't we? We tend to live as if we will not die. All of us want to enjoy life, who doesn't? But along with the enjoyment come a dozen harsh realities that when they bit us we think we dont deserve them.

Our permissive society brings us enjoyment and pleasure as well as calamities brought about by immoral sex practices. We tend to always care about sex, luxury and fun. But when our immoral practices bring us fatal calamities we become distraught, helpless and self-piteous and say we dont deserve this terrible life.

Yes, life is not easy. It is beautiful as well as ugly. It is simple as well as complicated. It is peaceful as well as tragic...but it is here...and we might as well dance with it carefully with our steps lest we tripped and then comes a fatal fall.



Image taken from Jorge Luis Photography Flickr stream