the son will rise

"the sun will still rise tomorrow"

I was sitting.. no, that's a lie... I was sleeping in a cubicle in the school library about two weeks ago. The sun was shining through the window... the perfect atmosphere for a nice afternoon nap.

I fell asleep reading the Bible--now who hasn't done that?

Anyway, I had a dream and in that dream, I remember I was walking and talking to someone when they assured me that, "Everything can change in a day." After he said that I remember standing there, stunned, thinking, "Everything can change in a day."

At that moment [in my dream], I remembered that before I fell asleep, I was reading the Bible... and I was reading the end of Mark which talked about Jesus' death and resurrection... "Everything can change in a day" echoed in my head again.

Everything did change in a day.

On the day Christ rose from the dead, everything changed; history changed forever.

Perhaps this weekend, on your statuary holiday, it'd be a good time to consider why on earth you get a day off of work/school?

If you feel you've been dealt a bad hand, or things are crapola, know that the sun will still rise tomorrow, and everything can change in day...

May it be hope to your soul, life to your being and joy to your spirit,

And with that, I embark on a disappearance act. Later gators,

vision

I continue to walk a rocky journey but know very well, that God is characterized by trustability. People and things have an affinity to disappointment, but God...God is the firm foundation. My unshakeable Source of Life.

Lord, help me to understand the seasons and the times--especially when it doesn't make sense to me. Help me to let go in order to take hold... Help me to forgive in order to love. Grant me understanding when I don't agree. Let the words of this song still resonnate in my heart. Let me not grow cold nor hard. I want to be free again. Layin' all down, paying the cost and being led by You... no matter how high the waves are. Let me be captivated by Your vision and Your heart again. Grant me eyes to see...

A song I learned 7 yrs ago, yet everytime I feel I need to surrender, the chorus comes to mind... and more the last little while... So I'm resurrecting this song! May it be a prayer to you as well. Bless you abundantly,

by a. waters/j. day

i see a vision of a generation coming back to you
i see a vision of a generation getting lost in you
hands raised high, with one voice they cry to a holy god
i once was blind, but now i see your love for me

i see a vision of a generation crying out to you
i see a vision of a generation bowed down before you
on our knees, Lord have mercy for we have sinned
come wash us clean, we long to see your glory, your glory

so take my life, i'm giving it all to you
whatever you want me to do, i'm gonna follow you
my mind's made up, i'm gonna pay the cost
just to see salvation of the lost

jesus is coming again, he's coming again
jesus is coming again, he's coming again

i see a vision of a generation sold out for you
i see a vision of a generation that would die for you
refiner's fire is our heart's desire to be like you
as we decrease, Lord you will increase, hallelujah, hallelujah

inheritance from the 'rents

Yep.

I'm already thinking about my inheritance!

My inheritance from my parents!

No, not that kind...

As a child, I use to think it was the drawer of life-time guarantee Tupperware that we have. It probably still is... but aside from that, what else is my inheritance?

From my granny, I remember writing her Tribute at her funeral and saying persistence and persevering prayer is from my granny... and grandpa for that matter... they were truly intercessors!

As a child, I'd come into the house running up the stairs loudly, yelling "mama" [granny in Chinese] only to find granny kneeling at her bedside in fervent prayer.

Many times we thought granny had fallen asleep or died while praying for her meal.

We'd have to look to see if she was still breathing... granny was just praying! She'd soon look up, flash us her teethless smile and then eat! [aw, I love my granny! Miss her tons, but she's got her teeth back and she's dancin' up a storm in heaven with gramps]

From my mum, gotta say hospitality. Even though it's not one of my "gifts," I know how the ins and outs of feeding the hundreds and "small" parties. Growing up, it was great. Dad invited lots of people over, as he was very social. And mum cooked, served, and loved being hospitible to people! I use to say that watching her makes me tired... but now I'm learning that it's something that she loves and it gives her energy and makes her happy.

It works out great, because good food makes me happy too! That's why we're a family! Mum feeds, I eat!

From dad, gotta say I got his wit and quick words. Hehe... We're fast thinkers and can make almost anyone laugh. We can twist things and contort words to please a crowd.

Perhaps we're bad at arguments [we don't have much of a point nor are we clear], but we are good conversationally. We can "play-argue" for hours without a point. It's rather humorous from others point of view. Then he has to give me a hug because he can't help but laugh too.

And oh, my unsurmountable beauty comes from neither side.. it was divine.

Ha =)

What's your inheritance?