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Thursday, 05 November 2009

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    Our Mutual Friend (Modern Library Classics)
    By Charles Dickens
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    The Silence of God

    So this song came on the radio today, and normally I wouldn't think twice about the songs on our local Christian station, they're usually corny or so terribly 80's I have to change the station. (In fact, I usually have showtunes playing in my room). However, today I chanced to flick over to the misleadingly named 'Light FM', flopped onto my bed in a state of confusion (my life lately) and was wondering where I had put my book when the words of the song playing actually caught my attention...in that demanding 'I'm speaking to you!' kind of creepy way that songs do sometimes. Here is (some of) what came on:

    Before the Morning; by Josh Wilson (whom I've never heard of before today, though for all I know he may be some hot-shot Christian singer):

    Do you wonder why you have to
    Feel the things that hurt you
    If there’s a God who loves you, where is He now

    Maybe there are things you can’t see
    And all those things are happening
    To bring a better ending
    ... 
    My friend, you know how this all ends
    You know where you’re going
    You just don’t know how you’ll get there
    So say a prayer
    ...
    And hold on, cause there’s good for those who love God
    But life is not a snapshot
    It might take a little time but you’ll see the bigger picture
    ...
    It’s just the hurt before the healing
    Oh, the pain that you’ve been feeling
    It’s just the dark before the morning

    I know that the song itself is not lyrically astounding or amazingly clever; but it had that penny-drop effect on my spirit where I realise that God is telling me something that I need to hear. In the midst of the rollercoaster emotions, bleeding tumours, demons of the past threatening the peace in my family and in life in general,  I know that I know that I know, that God has a p-l-a-n. Even though the fact I can't decipher it is driving me nutty. I just hope I can trust Him enough to bring us through all the pain looking better than we did.

    Then I found another song, this time by Andrew Peterson (The Silence of God) and some of the words were creepily astounding as well. I've been really struggling with why God doesn't keep answering me when I ask Him things. I know the general answer through His wisdom and His promises, but I wanted something more (like a personal message delivered to me from heaven, perhaps) and wasn't getting it and I wondered why...anyway these lyrics really spoke to me and maybe you'll like them:

    It's enough to drive a man crazy; it'll break a man's faith
    It's enough to make him wonder if he's ever been sane
    When he's bleating for comfort from Thy staff and Thy rod
    And the heaven's only answer is the silence of God

    It'll shake a man's timbers when he loses his heart
    When he has to remember what broke him apart
    This yoke may be easy, but this burden is not
    When the crying fields are frozen by the silence of God

    And if a man has got to listen to the voices of the mob
    Who are reeling in the throes of all the happiness they've got
    When they tell you all their troubles have been nailed up to that cross
    Then what about the times when even followers get lost?
    'Cause we all get lost sometimes...

    There's a statue of Jesus on a monastery knoll
    In the hills of Kentucky, all quiet and cold
    And He's kneeling in the garden, as silent as a Stone
    All His friends are sleeping and He's weeping all alone

    And the man of all sorrows, he never forgot
    What sorrow is carried by the hearts that he bought
    So when the questions dissolve into the silence of God
    The aching may remain, but the breaking does not
    The aching may remain, but the breaking does not
    In the holy, lonesome echo of the silence of God 

    Someone had posted these verses next to the song (which I listened to on YouTube, which is illegal but I'm going out to buy the CD tomorrow, I promise!) and they were like, practically shouting at me so I wrote them down:

    1 Peter 5:10 "After you have suffered a little while, He Himself will restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast."

    2 Chronicles 32:31 "God left him to test him and to know everything that was in his heart."/"God let Hezekiah go his own way to test him and see if he would remain faithful."

    Psalm 108 (I think) "Be still and know that I am God."

    It's amazing to think that God answered me while being silent by not really answering what I wanted -rather what I needed to know. I know He does that all the time but it's still amazing when it happens to you! He's asking me whether I will still follow Him, believe in Him and will I still obey His word, even when I can't hear clearly, or feel Him close to me.

    Much love, peace and happiness to you...whoever you may be!
      

Tuesday, 15 September 2009

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    Crime and Punishment
    By Fyodor Dostoevsky
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    Oh, what's in a title?

    Well, I suppose titles are all very good in their own way, they do give one a hint as to the subject matter of an article...and they are generally useful. But when one is in a useless mood, it must be felt that such things as titles seem superfluous at best, if not entirely irrelevant.

    I've been thinking lately that I wouldn't mind some life-changing event to happen right about now. Not something theatrical and dramatic; but something small and subtle but conspicuous enough that it has a good jostling effect on my character or something. In short; I'm rather bored of being me and need a kick to spur me on to the person I am supposed to be. That and I just turned 20 recently and refuse to see this decade pass me by without accomplishing something worthwhile.

    I've felt a lot like traveling lately. That is, the urge to travel, not to be confused with feeling like a verb. First I'd like to wander the old streets of Italy, gaze up at ancient carved faces, lean against Roman columns and imagine a scene thousands of years old--while at the same  time be carried along by a warm and noisy crowd, smile at peace-signing tourists with cameras glued to their fingers and feel as much in the moment as I can!  Then on to Great Britain and France and Portugal...

    But at the same time I want to visit the States. It's nearing Christmas and I've always wanted to experience a white one. With everything on a large scale--the decorations, the music, the festivities, the food! Everything we don't really do here in Melbourne. The people, the talking, the personalities, the culture shock, the new and interesting. Yeah, that's what I need, new and interesting. Something to stimulate or provoke new aspirations, or renew old ones.

    As it is, I have end of year examinations coming up; and must delve back into the intricacies and contradictions of law. Continue with work, continue with study, continue with each week turning into the same  until they are just one jumble of weeks! The odd thing is I've never been socially busier in my life, with nearly every weekend and many nights out doing something or other--but I still feel bored, in a different kind of way. Restless is probably a better word for it. Hopefully it passes over soon--or an adventure hits me in the face. :)

Thursday, 30 July 2009

  • Isaiah's Answers?

    Isaiah 61:1-7

    The Spirit of the Lord God (Adonay Elohim) is upon me; because the Lord has annointed me to preach good tidings to the meek; he has sent me to bind up the broken-hearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound.

    To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord (what does this mean?) and the day of vengeance of our God; (and I love this part) to comfort all that mourn;

    To appoint (proclaim) to them that mourn in Zion, to give to them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called the trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that He might be glorified.

    And they shall build up the old wastes, they shall rise up the former desolations, and they shall repair the waste cities, the desolations of many generations.

    ...

    For your shame you shall have double; and for confusion they shall rejoice in their portion: therefore in their land they shall possess the double: everlasting joy shall be to them.

Wednesday, 29 July 2009

  • A little too close to confusion

    Why is it that life for some people is horribly dark and gloomy?

    Yeah, life is wonderful for you if you know God. Even in those seasons of drought when you feel far away from Him, you know that if anything ever went seriously wrong in your life you would turn to Him, Him first, and he would answer you.

    But if you're surrounded by people who should know that, but don't, or are so far on psychiatric drugs that their mental judgement is horribly impaired and you don't recognise the intelligent person who was there before the prescripted medication got stronger and more harmful than numbing, than how can you enjoy your life?

    At the risk of sounding selfish, it makes me not want to endure life, if other people's burdens aren't being resolved no matter how hard you try. I've never seen God step in when people have turned to other things aside from Him to try and get better.

    I've only seen Him step in miraculously for people who are after His truth and help and saving grace.

    Which is nice, for them.

    But what about everyone else? How are we supposed to deal with the loved ones that are suicidal or self-destructive?? I know God has to do it everyday, but He's God. I don't think my heart is big enough to handle that sort of thing constantly.

    I don't even know how my mother can listen to my Grandpa on the phone saying things like he is tormented and doesn't want to  live anymore. And know that she can't do anything more. And if my Grandpa's meds get upgraded tomorrow and they send him back to the mental asylum which he once before hurried out of; and those meds are so strong they cause him to lose all restraint and inhibition, and he suicides and I don't know what happens to his soul, how am I supposed to accept that? Can people live with such knowledge?

    I don't know what to do with my cousin who sits and cries on my doorstep telling me she wants to change, she's sorry for her ways and that when everything was found out she lay on the floor in hysterics and would have taken her life if it wasn't for a call to a friend at 2 am--what am I supposed to do with that when I can see she doesn't really want to change?

    I hate not knowing what to do. I hate this confusion. And I won't take waiting for 'God's will' as an answer. TThat's like sitting on a time bomb. I've got to seek Him about this, and hear what He has to tell me directly. Even if it is just 'this is what I do every day' or 'they needed to seek me first'. I've got to know something.



Thursday, 23 July 2009

  • What Is True Fasting?

    I wonder if God has a specific name for being a poet?


    ISAIAH 58


    Cry aloud, spare not, lift up your voice like a trumpet, 

    and show my people their transgression,

    and the House of Jacob their sins.


    Yet they seek me daily, and delight to know My ways, 

    as a nation that did righteousness,

    and forsook the ordinance of their God:

    they ask of me the ordinances of justice;

    they take delight in approaching to God.


    Why have we fasted, say they, and you see not?

    Why have we afflicted our soul, and you take no knowledge?

    Behold, in the day of your fast you find pleasure,

    and exact all your labours.

      Behold, you fast for strife and debate,

    and to smite with the fist of wickedness;

    you shall not fast as you do this day,

    to make your voice to be heard on high. 


    Is it such a fast that I have chosen?

    A day for a man to afflict his soul?

    Is it to bow down his head as a bulrush,

    and to spread sackcloth and ashes under him?

    Will you call this a fast, and an acceptable day to the LORD?

     

    "Is not this the fast that I have chosen:

    to loose the bands of wickedness,

    to undo the heavy burdens,

    and to let the oppressed go free,

    and that you break every yoke?

    Is it not to deal your bread to the hungry,

    and that you bring the poor that are cast out to your house?

    when you see the naked, that you cover him,

    and that you hide not yourself from your own flesh?


    Then shall your light break forth as the morning,

    and your health shall spring forth speedily;

    and your righteousness shall go before you;

    the glory of the LORD shall be your rear guard.

    Then shall you call, and the LORD shall answer;

    you shall cry, and He shall say, `Here I am.'


    If you take away from the midst of you the yoke,

    the putting forth of the finger and speaking vanity,

    and if you draw out your soul to the hungry

    and satisfy the afflicted soul,

    then shall your light rise in obscurity

    and your darkness be as the noonday.


    And the LORD shall guide you continually,

    and satisfy your soul in drought,

    and give strength to your bones;

    and you shalt be like a watered garden,

    and like a spring of water whose waters fail not.


    And they that shall be of you shall build the ancient ruins;

    you shall raise up the foundations of many generations,

    and you shalt be called the Repairer of the Breach,

    the Restorer of Paths to dwell in.

     

    "If you turn away your foot from the Sabbath,

    from doing your pleasure on My holy day,

    and call the Sabbath a delight,

    the holy of the LORD, honourable,

    and shall honour Him, not doing your own ways,

    nor finding your own pleasure, nor speaking your own words,


    Then shall you delight thyself in the LORD;

    and I will cause you to ride upon the high places of the earth,

    and feed you with the heritage of Jacob your father;

    for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken it."


     (p.s. sorry for the weird formatting)


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