Penning down some reflections on my 26th, and reminded, yet again, of the simple Truth: that I am not my own, but belong, wholly, to my faithful Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.
As the decade comes to an end, penned here is my customary letter to self.
Part of my personal wrestling these past years had been around the topic of church and state. I grew up despising the field of politics, as I often saw it being used for oppressive means and personal gain. Yet here I am today, running for a seat at the Parliament. So here I pen my reflections, seeking to echo the prayer that Christ taught us: “Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done,” even as He breathed His last.
Valentine's is often seen as a celebration of romantic love--yet to many, it is a dreadful time of dwelling on one's perhaps unreturned loves. My prayer is that even in seasons of rejection and one-sided loves, we may find ourselves loved like never before, and in turn love the other in light of Calvary love.
One of my favorite things of journeying as a Christian is to converse with others on how the Lord is so involved in all of our lives. Recently, my trip back to the US sparked a conversation with one of my dear friends on the topic of discernment. This is my letter to her. I pray that this letter may only bring us to deeper communion with our Lord who revealed His will through Calvary Love.
As 2018 comes to a close, penned here is my customary letter to self after having reflected upon the Lord's leading through the year.
In a season of rejoicing and celebration, I pray that we may not neglect the weight of the Truth of the birth of our Lord and Savior, who left all majesty to be born in a manger. In Christ, we see God denying Himself all lavishness to lavish Himself on us. A self-giving, other-serving, sacrificial love.
Many of us do not talk about death well—it is a topic that we often neglect and shove aside. But we all know that there will come a time when we shall see a loved one go. And that we too, shall pass away. My prayer is that as we understand death better, we may in turn, live our lives better. For indeed, “to live is Christ, and to die is gain.”
A while back a dear friend of mine asked whether it is wrong to pursue "the knowledge of God". We can know all the "right" theology, but why does that matter if it does not do anything to our lives? So is theology even worth pursuing? This is an excerpt of my letter to her and my prayers are that we may grow in love for this God whom we seek after.
A friend of mine recently asked me about the concept of "when I am weak, then He is strong"–something perhaps as Christians we tend to talk a lot about. But do we truly understand what it means to say this, and to walk in the path of weakness? This is an excerpt of my letter to her, and I pray that this may only spur us to think deeper about what it means to boast in our weaknesses.