Be Anxious For Nothing

The musings of my heart on my way back from work today brought me to this gentle instruction. The word comes right in the midst of a raging storm of anxiety brought about by varying issues and challenges that almost very effortless kept peace at bay. Light at the end of a tunnel, joy in the morning after a night of weeping – those most certainly come to bear better meanings at such a time. I’m not sure it’s as bad as you’d think, however, circumstances we face have a way to making it feel like we are faced with the end of the world many a times. And so one might relate better when such a reminder of a command not to be anxious hits hard to settle the fuming dust. It’s quite interesting how a statement changes so much.

This command, as I have just come to understand, is very much embedded in faith. It is only natural that the human heart stresses, worries and is very actively in search of a solution to challenges. The heart just wants a solution without much care to details of repercussions.

Still, and more than ever, I’m very convinced that there is no situation that is beyond God’s control. And He not only encourages, but also commands that we not feel restless over anything. Listening to Mike Pilavachi this morning brought in more refreshing insight to how much difference it makes when we choose to look up to him, obey and trust Him through circumstances than when we try to do it by ourselves.

Mary approached Jesus seeking for help when wine was finished at the wedding in Canaan. Jesus responded in a seemingly uninterested manner. However, Mary simply looked at the servants and told them, “Do whatever he tells you to do.” The servants firmly took heed to her words when on several occasions, Jesus’ instructions seemed very illogical – fill a pot of wine with water, take a glass of that water to the master of occasion. It was in these simple moments of obedience that the miracle occurred. There was a choice, do as Jesus says or wear yourself out stressing how to get wine. Continue reading

Faith In Crisis

I was at a funeral ceremony of a church member recently. It was the first of such ceremonies I had attended for a very long time. And like every funeral, it was a really sad occasion. Just about when the event commenced I was led with others to sympathize with the bereaved. Though she wasn’t crying, it was still evident she was making considerable efforts to stay strong, hold the tears and avoid the sympathetic looks from all angles channeled in her direction. Some of those comforting her, especially family members were also not too far from the same state of bemoaning, though also trying to be strong for her. At one time or the other, one would step out to a corner and allow the tears ease their way out. It was indeed sad. 

The climax of my emotions were actually when the ceremony started proper. Closing my eyes to talk to God was a moment that became unusually very decisive and significant. Here I was, in the midst of others of course, with my head bowed, eyes closed and led to thank God for life, provision, protection and everything else in a situation that brings to question a lot of all that. A lot of the questions the carnal minds would raise crossed my mind and right there in the blink of seconds I had to decide if to ask them, or if to speak faith. 

The decision was made easily when the focus shifted from one single life we lost to the many gathered around that God has sustained and kept. I was gently reminded that God is light, and in Him no shadow of turning at all. Again I was reminded of His very many goodness and great promises and assurance, that He has planned and wants only the best for every one of His children. And there was also reminded that if anything was ever lost, stolen or broken, it’s only the work of the devil. 

And then faith rose.  Continue reading

What Greater Security

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help
My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth …

Not too long ago I was at a forum where the issues discussed centered on relationships. One of the questions asked was, “Why do girls like muscular men?” Well, if you are a girl then I think you might be like, “Not all girls!!!” Well, whatever the case is, whether it is with a body builder or just with any other guy, we got to be reminded that a girl wants to know she is secured. It isn’t that she cannot kill a spider, but she just prefers screaming and letting the man show his protective instincts.

Ok, it isn’t about boys and girls today. The issue of security isn’t just limited to the ladies alone. It is a deep, inner need inside every human. A series of events lately got me thinking that even as a guy, I also want to know I am secured. Guys might not be so much concerned about spiders or walking late in the night, but thoughts of the future, career, responsibilities coupled with big challenges we face sometimes gives us that shiver inside. Continue reading

An Interesting Conversation

An atheist Professor of Philosophy was speaking to his class on the problem science has with God, the Almighty. He asked one of his new Christian students to stand and . . . 

Professor: You are a Christian, aren’t you, son? 
Student: Yes, sir. 
Professor: So, you believe in God? 
Student: Absolutely, sir. 
Professor: Is God good? 
Student: Sure. 
Professor: Is God all – powerful? 
Student: Yes. 
Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn’t. How is this God good then?
(Student was silent)  Continue reading

Apologetics: Is There A God?

“You know how I got this wristwatch I am wearing? A long time ago, millions and millions of years ago something happened. Something began to stir that caused the sand to spin very fast. After that whole process glass was formed. And then another reaction started all at once, a couple of things from nowhere came together and somehow numbers were formed. There were series of reactions one after the other as a result of lightening and other factors. And today I have my wristwatch.”

Does that make any sense to you?

I believe there is a watchmaker because watches exist. I believe there are architects because there are buildings everywhere. I believe there are musicians because I hear music. And so everything that exists does so only because it was made. That makes very logical sense. Now how come you to think that other things come out of chance?

The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.” -Psalm 14:1