Monday, February 23, 2009
tht day.
My dear, where are you?
Now Israel’s eyes were failing because of old age, and he could hardly see. So Joseph brought his sons close to him, and his father kissed them and embraced them. Israel said to Joseph, “I never expected to see your face again, and now God has allowed me to see your children too … …1
Brought back.
As I was reading a book2, something struck my head. In the chapter He Forgot, I suddenly remember this words – But the Lord God called to the man, “Where are you?”3
Remember? These words are called right after Adam and Eve realized and made coverings for themselves. Did God not aware of where they were? Yea, I asked this question while I was in an academy, kind of silly, isn’t it? But read again, with the passage. The subtitle of the passage – the fall of man. Let us read again, “where are you?”
Yes, where am I? When we fall, guess what the Lord God did. He searched us, in fact He looked for me, He stretched His hands, pierced hands, only waiting for us to hold. Perhaps, we’ve forgotten, forgotten something, something so important, so significant, so wonderful, with bloody grace that somehow, we forgot. Who are we?
Yea, exactly, if Adam and Eve remembered, they are made in the image of God; they are created in the Creator’s image, we would have remembered, when the serpent said, “… you will be like God …”. We are children of the most High, aren’t we?
And now, let’s us read that passage again, “I never expected to see you face again …” Perhaps I’m wrong, maybe I’m taking the words out of context, I don’t know. Seeing the face of one that rejected once, the one that we given up. I just felt, there was something.
When for about four hundred years of silent, when people was losing hope, He came; they saw His face, the created and Creator, walking again. This time, He paid. Seeing the face of someone sold as slave, one day. The One betrayed for 30 shekels, one day we will. The twenty shekels and the thirty pieces of silver.
When we forgot Him, He never will. When we remembered our sins and stricken by guilt, He forgot all about it. When we are faithless and still out there He took us in, He remain who He is, faithful. And we, are we going to forget Him just after the storms which He calmed and doubt because of a wind that blew over our face, while He just calmed the catastrophes?
After the night, when the dawn came, seeing the Light, are we going to forget the Lord who stands beside us by night, or we finally realized? For the years He comforted us, do we still remember? Have we forgotten, just because a fleeting second?
When we sin, let us not hide ourselves again. When we see the dark clouds, let the Wings cover us. Not with bushes, not again, but with the clothes that obtained by bloodshed.
That hands, that was pierced, the same hands that crafted the rainbows, wiped the feet, cleans the mud on our face. For Love. The Shepherd, the Lamb.
Full extend of love. He is there, waiting for us to turn back, waiting for that moment which He can embrace us again, and that very time He could say, “My son had come home.”
In God we trust. Ask ourselves. Can the leaves we sewed cover us? When the wind blow again, who will we remember, You or the storm, or the cries of the people that night?
The very first chapter, have we believe?
Do you believe: God created all things? The laws? The author of relationship is He? The light, the thoughts can never explain, the uncountable reacting cells that react with each other, the undefined collision of atoms?The mystery? The time that seems never ending but always changing, but seems eternal.He created.
Elder Koh: a little stone, a giant, down, a boy.God makes all the difference.
Ask. Seek. Knock. Receive. Find. And the door will be opened to you.
Where are we. A question asked in eternity.
1Genesis 48: 10-11
2The book “God Came Near” by Max Lucado, an inspiring message which opened up a door somehow to a totally different stand to view Christ.
3Genesis 3: 9
I owe this to many of the people around me that constantly encouraged me and taught me, and especially my Lover, who always my hand held near.
Now Israel’s eyes were failing because of old age, and he could hardly see. So Joseph brought his sons close to him, and his father kissed them and embraced them. Israel said to Joseph, “I never expected to see your face again, and now God has allowed me to see your children too … …1
Brought back.
As I was reading a book2, something struck my head. In the chapter He Forgot, I suddenly remember this words – But the Lord God called to the man, “Where are you?”3
Remember? These words are called right after Adam and Eve realized and made coverings for themselves. Did God not aware of where they were? Yea, I asked this question while I was in an academy, kind of silly, isn’t it? But read again, with the passage. The subtitle of the passage – the fall of man. Let us read again, “where are you?”
Yes, where am I? When we fall, guess what the Lord God did. He searched us, in fact He looked for me, He stretched His hands, pierced hands, only waiting for us to hold. Perhaps, we’ve forgotten, forgotten something, something so important, so significant, so wonderful, with bloody grace that somehow, we forgot. Who are we?
Yea, exactly, if Adam and Eve remembered, they are made in the image of God; they are created in the Creator’s image, we would have remembered, when the serpent said, “… you will be like God …”. We are children of the most High, aren’t we?
And now, let’s us read that passage again, “I never expected to see you face again …” Perhaps I’m wrong, maybe I’m taking the words out of context, I don’t know. Seeing the face of one that rejected once, the one that we given up. I just felt, there was something.
When for about four hundred years of silent, when people was losing hope, He came; they saw His face, the created and Creator, walking again. This time, He paid. Seeing the face of someone sold as slave, one day. The One betrayed for 30 shekels, one day we will. The twenty shekels and the thirty pieces of silver.
When we forgot Him, He never will. When we remembered our sins and stricken by guilt, He forgot all about it. When we are faithless and still out there He took us in, He remain who He is, faithful. And we, are we going to forget Him just after the storms which He calmed and doubt because of a wind that blew over our face, while He just calmed the catastrophes?
After the night, when the dawn came, seeing the Light, are we going to forget the Lord who stands beside us by night, or we finally realized? For the years He comforted us, do we still remember? Have we forgotten, just because a fleeting second?
When we sin, let us not hide ourselves again. When we see the dark clouds, let the Wings cover us. Not with bushes, not again, but with the clothes that obtained by bloodshed.
That hands, that was pierced, the same hands that crafted the rainbows, wiped the feet, cleans the mud on our face. For Love. The Shepherd, the Lamb.
Full extend of love. He is there, waiting for us to turn back, waiting for that moment which He can embrace us again, and that very time He could say, “My son had come home.”
In God we trust. Ask ourselves. Can the leaves we sewed cover us? When the wind blow again, who will we remember, You or the storm, or the cries of the people that night?
The very first chapter, have we believe?
Do you believe: God created all things? The laws? The author of relationship is He? The light, the thoughts can never explain, the uncountable reacting cells that react with each other, the undefined collision of atoms?The mystery? The time that seems never ending but always changing, but seems eternal.He created.
Elder Koh: a little stone, a giant, down, a boy.God makes all the difference.
Ask. Seek. Knock. Receive. Find. And the door will be opened to you.
Where are we. A question asked in eternity.
1Genesis 48: 10-11
2The book “God Came Near” by Max Lucado, an inspiring message which opened up a door somehow to a totally different stand to view Christ.
3Genesis 3: 9
I owe this to many of the people around me that constantly encouraged me and taught me, and especially my Lover, who always my hand held near.
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