Hey Kids! Guess What? I'm Alive!:D

up, I have been gone for two weeks. As much as I don't want to startle everyone with a sudden blogpost with the majority of the content being random rants about what happened in my two week disappearance from the blogosphere, I think I don't have a choice but to spill the beans. (No. Don't worry. My life was not in danger in the time spent.)

Okay. Since I am a lazy bum when it comes to writing about what goes on in my personal life, Mr. Number List will help me to uncomfortably squeeze out the memories and reasons from my head. (In chronological order of course.)

1. In the first week and a half of my absence, I have been seriously pursuing a second degree course (Chemical Engineering). "Pursuing". But failed. Well, not really. It's just that the university that I was aiming for is making me take the course for FOUR years, and that fact is unacceptable for me since I have already finished a Five year engineering course just last year. The subject system in this university just did not fit for me this time.

2. The rest of my absence was spent on. . . uh. Migration? Yes folks. I have migrated. I have migrated from Microsoft Windows XP SP3 to Macintosh OS X 10.5.2. Yey, me.:)

3. In between and around the two weeks was. . . some family and life issues? Maybe. In other words I just lost sight for a while of what it means when the Bible says that God is sovereign.

These things may seem trivial and inconsequential to take me off the net, but in this period of absence the Lord has taught my soul much, where everything in anything would return to the reverberating Truth of Scripture, the sovereignty of the God of the ages, and the unsearchable depths of His sovereign grace, both in living, preaching and teaching---His Word never returns to Him void.

To my closest friends, my prayer partners, and my confidants, be not weary. Don't ever be discouraged. I have prayed well for all of you. Surely God will never change, nor can He. He will be faithful to deliver to uttermost. The Truth we hold is not ours to boast, claim or change, for it is not our own, it is simply ours to proclaim. The Truth is the Word, and the Word is fire. We are His clay pots. In unworthiness He made us worthy through His Son, in dust and ashes He made us His ministers a flame of fire.

May God keep us all, in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen.

[That wasn't so hard now was it? Never mind the "random rants". I suddenly became too lazy to rant]

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What it means to "Grow in the Spirit."

guess a story in my life is unfolding in this time. It's one of those things that's very much worth writing but I just don't know how to write it. I don't even know where to begin.

There are different lines in the Christian faith that we must come to see some time in our lives. For me, that time has come. There is so much that I am learning right now... but as I learn much, and as these lines become clearer and more profound, the genuineness of the Christian practice of the preachers and saints of old and the saints of today become clear.

It's really hard to put in writing...
But this I can say:

1. Christian Living is more than just living right and obeying the Word of God. It is more than just living in accordance with the tenets of Scripture. But a Christian's life must be so much filled with God the Holy Spirit, so much so that our "will" or whatever consciousness we have is driven by the very Hand of God. That even in the exploration of Scripture, in the journey of knowing God... in theology and doctrines... it must be as such effectually and totally filled by the Spirit... such that the hunger and thirst is indeed of God and not of the flesh, such that one cannot keep it in in himself... like the prophet Isaiah, it will be like fire shut up in your bones, and you will be full to the brim, and you cannot help but proclaim these truths.
2. Preaching is also more than just preaching with exegetical exactitude. It is more than just presenting theology and doctrine... but preaching is the proclamation of God's Word. And God's Word is FIRE (Jeremiah 23:29). It must be preaching and teaching fully filled by God's Spirit and much laden with prayer... prayer! Oh, so much prayer.
3. We need much to learn to pray... so much we need to teach others to pray. It breaks my heart that we have hundreds of people who attend our church services, but our prayer-meetings are never full.

Most of these things I've known for a long time... but only now have I truly seen the reality of it. Truly "growing in the Spirit"... beginning to truly cry at the "impoverishedness" of the Christian people.

I am so far off where I ought to be.

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Nothing but a Feeble Saint : Opening

Who am I? I am the dust that the wind picketh up, and goes where the wind listeth. I am here today, and gone tomorrow. In me there is no good thing. My flesh rebels against it's Maker. I am but an evil thing. Sin has touched every part of my being. I am totally depraved. I am God hating. Spiritually dead, I have made war with God through my mind and my works. I sought glory for myself. I sought to live for myself. I purposed my life to exist for the reason of my own selfish end. That was I. I was lost. But it was then that I finally understood when someone said:

Intense the agony--
When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;
When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again;
The soul to feel the flesh, and the flesh to feel the chain.

And in that lostness. In the realization of the bondage to my sin. God has awakened me to the fact that I am utterly condemned. For God being holy and just, perfect and sovereign, it was just right that He would do away with such a wretch like me who has never done anything but evil and hate him since my coming into this world. Just was His verdict, guilty was my plea, there was no escaping the fact that Hell is to be my eternity.

But o, I could not understand why... why, aside from my wretchedness, my evil, my lostness and hate, He still chose to shine His eyes upon me. Despite the darkness that I loved, the devil that I served, the God of Creation still chose to love me. He chose to Save me. He looked upon the deadness of my soul and gave me life. He looked upon my sin, and instead of wretchedness, He saw the perfection of His Son. It is more than my heart can ever bear, the gratitude I have for God. From the Hell that was for me, He gave His only Son.

I need no other argument,
I need no other plea,
It is enough that Jesus died,
And that He died for me.

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