Friday, September 24, 2010

I Want To Be Just Like You

He climbs in my lap for a goodnight hug
He calls me Dad and I call him Bub
With his faded old pillow and a bear named Pooh
He snuggles up close and says, "I want to be like you"
I tuck him in bed and I kiss him goodnight
Trippin' over the toys as I turn out the light
And I whisper a prayer that someday he'll see
He's got a father in God 'cause he's seen Jesus in me

Lord, I want to be just like You
'Cause he wants to be just like me
I want to be a holy example
For his innocent eyes to see
Help me be a living Bible, Lord
That my little boy can read
I want to be just like You
'Cause he wants to be like me

Got to admit I've got so far to go
Make so many mistakes and I'm sure that You know
Sometimes it seems no matter how hard I try
With all the pressures in life I just can't get it all right
But I'm trying so hard to learn from the best
Being patient and kind, filled with Your tenderness
'Cause I know that he'll learn from the things that he sees
And the Jesus he finds will be the Jesus in me

Right now from where he stands I may seem mighty tall
But it's only 'cause I'm learning from the best Father of them all
by Phillips Craig And Dean

When it's all been said and done


When it's all been said and done
There is just one thing that matters
Did I do my best to live for truth
Did I live my life for You


When it's all been said and done
All my treasures will mean nothing
Only what I've done for love's Reward
Will stand the test of time

Lord Your mercy is so great
That You look beyond our Weakness
And find purest gold in miry clay
Making sinners into saints
I will always sing Your praise
Here on earth and ever after
For You've shown me Heaven's my True home
When it's all been said and done
You're my life when life is gone
Lord I'll live my life for You.
By Robin Mark

Thursday, September 16, 2010

I need you. You need me.


There is something to learn;
In every mistake or good deed,
In every failure or victory,
In every broken or a joyful heart,
In every thought or conversation,
In every relationship or partnership,
In every friendship or enmity.
There is something to learn in every person.
I love Dr. Phil. He is painfully blunt and straight forward. So this time I'm the patient, seated next to him and he blurts out loudly in front of the audience,
"You think of yourself as self-sufficient. You judge almost everything and everyone. It has to be your way or no way. You are always right. You don’t take no for an answer. When you show up, you dominate conversations. When we plan events you’re the coordinator, facilitator, and any other available position. You have no respect for other people’s opinions or feelings. You’re the centre of attraction. In a community initiative, you want to be an individual. When we want to be a team, you want to be your own team."
My jaw drops. If only I was deaf, so I don't get to hear that. The truth hurts.
More often than not we think our problems are around us or in other people, but we are not eager to look within ourselves. It’s easier to point a finger, than to admit wrong-doing. Fault in other people is identified with ease, than the good in them. We trust ourselves so much that we have stopped believing in other people. I watch WWW wrestling. Everyone considers them selves the only champion. Others, perfection {Read Alberto del Rio}. Others, awesome {Read ...The Miz}. There is a fight known as “the submission”, but don’t be cheated, no one submits. Even when beaten, one still beats his own chest and claims to be “The one”. We come short of feeling immortal.
What is it about humanity? We were made to co-exist, but would rather put a hedge around ourselves. We keep a safe distance to protect our “perfect lives”. Jesus taught us a very basic principle, “Do unto others what you’d have them do to you”—Luke 6:31. You don’t have to be a Christian to practice this truth. Our treatment for others is directly proportional to how we ought to be treated. If you treat your brother like a doormat, why in the world would you want a royal treatment yourself? They have a name for it; PRIDE. They also have a phrase for it; Pride comes before a fall.
So I looked under the sun. I found myself judging. I found myself looking at the external. The way he dresses. Where they live. Which community they come from. Just admit it. Like me, you have been at a place where you judged a person based on the external. What we come to learn afterwards is that mostly they are the complete opposite of what we thought they were. Maybe that’s why a man who doesn’t drive is intimidated by a lady who does, and would rather not ask her out. If she earns more than I do, then she is not my type.
Our perception is not always right. Our assumptions mislead us. Our society has made us consume beliefs and notions that have no iota of truth in them. Take, for example, the area of dating; Without naming names, some women or men from certain communities are considered good in sex, others are perceived as good at housework, others are considered lazy, others as either cons, unhygienic, hot-tempered, witches, and the list goes on. If you ask me, it’s irrelevant where a person comes from, when it comes to relating with them. Don’t get me wrong. I do respect the fact that people do have different preferences. But deep down in your heart, you know you look at certain people as lesser than yourself.
So, what’s the problem? The answer is “ME”. Let’s call it the “Me-Syndrome”. Whether you admit it or not, you can never live alone. God thought that Adam would do just fine on his own. He later realized the loneliness that Adam experienced inside. Many of us are “celebrities” to the world, but lonely within ourselves. We have deep flaws and that’s what we chew on when we switch off the lights and retire to bed. They keep us awake. The reason is simple. There are three people that we can never deceive; God, Satan (master deceiver) and ourselves. So I’m I living a lie?

This is what I think I should do;

Admit my inadequacy.
No matter how well we are doing financially, academically or in any other way, we are not complete all by ourselves. We are not self-sufficient! Period!

Realize my need for community.
The truth is; we need others. Well not if you have watched the series “LOST”, where a common phrase is used “The others are coming”, but let me not digress. Bottom line; I need you and you need me.

Choose to belong
Jesus walked on earth. He was and still is “All-Sufficient”. Yet, He chose 12 people (read fishermen, tax collector, doctor etc), to walk with. He actually chose the people that are often looked-down upon. Do I look down on certain people?

Get rid of the “Gain the world” mentality
Jesus Himself asked, “What does it profit a man to gain the whole world, but lose his soul”. {Mark 8:36}. Most of us have lost our souls within ourselves. According to our friends we are energetic, full of oomph, living to the fullest. We achieve and accomplish. We concur. We are at the top of “our world”. But deep down with in ourselves, we are lonely and looking for meaning. I might dominate the outside, but if I haven’t dominated myself {Emotions, attitude, ego}, it leaves me empty.

Let God be the judge
Stop judging people. Jesus taught that it’s easy to see the speck in my brother’s eye, while totally ignoring the plank in my own. We really want to help others, either genuinely or out of malice, but we ignore the fact that we too are in dire need of help.
Even when we are treated wrongly, Paul taught, “Do not repay evil for evil, but be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everyone” {Romans 12:17}. OUCH!! Yeah, I feel the same way, but hey, you want to go to heaven?? Just do it and leave the rest to God. Do not be quick to judge, or jump in to conclusions. Don’t believe every thing you hear. And, be that as it may, I ought to forgive even when I find out about the mistakes of others, of course, unless I’m perfect. I’m not. No one is.


So then, here is my conclusion. We need lessons about attitude, and Jesus is our greatest example.

Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself and became obedient to death— even death on a cross! {Philippians 2:5-8}

This song humbles me;


I need you, you need me.
We're all a part of God's body.
Stand with me, agree with me.
We're all a part of God's body.

It is his will, that every need be supplied.
You are important to me, I need you to survive.
You are important to me, I need you to survive.
(repeat 3X)

I pray for you, you pray for me.
I love you, I need you to survive.
I won't harm you with words from my mouth.
I love you, I need you to survive.
(repeat 8 X)

It is his will, that every need be supplied.
You are important to me, I need you to survive.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Single mothers or just irresponsible fathers?


For what seems like eternity, we wait. We long to behold our baby for the first time. You wonder how they are doing all that time. How are they developing? Is everything OK? You monitor the kicking, growth, development. The clock ticks. The day draws near. Emotions run wild. Anxiety. Excitement. Even Fear. You will be parents to a new born. It’s a joyful time.
Around the corner, it’s the same script but a different cast. A lady all by herself. She is carrying a bundle of joy, but with a faint look in her eyes. A wrinkled face, she has cried a lot. What’s it going to be for my baby? Why doesn’t the father care? She looks so lost in her own world. It’s as if the world is crumbling all around her. She knows too well that she is headed to becoming a social outcast. Single parenthood! The clinic visits! The bills! The burden! She feels all alone.
If children are really a gift from God, why would a man walk away from his own flesh and blood? How can a man ignore the fact that there is someone growing in a lady that he might now NOT want to see, but who happens to be his own DNA? Where is the first love? Where is the love for innocent life?
So finally the baby comes around. The joy cannot be contained. There are countless smiles of adoration in the faces of the family, friends and colleagues. The parents to the new born rejoice. The PARENT to the new born also rejoices. Both forget the pain, the waiting, the journey, and just want to celebrate. But there is a flip side…
Tears flow. Tears of joy; for the couple. Tears of joy and tears of pain for the single parent. So what is love? A feeling that is there today and gone tomorrow? Or, a choice we make? If I cannot feel love for my blood, at least I should BE A MAN. I should own up. I should be able to CHOOSE to love. A man who took pride in his strength, achievements, success; But now a frail image of a pathetic, selfish, cowardly being. I might not want to see the mother, possibly because I never wanted a baby in the first place. It was just sex, not just without strings attached, but without babies attached! Fine! This wasn’t part of the plan. But, does God make mistakes? We do! Why should our own mistakes, be carried on to our baby as if the baby is the “mistake”. He is not! She is not!
The society has done nothing much to make the situation better. Mothers loathe their baby for getting a baby of her own out of wedlock. Fathers hate. God forbid, they even throw out the “NOW EMOTIONALLY WEAK, PHYSICALLY EXHAUSTED” daughter who is at this time in need of PSYCHOLOGICAL and EMOTIONAL support. Friends gossip. They become fewer. The lady has lost her self-worth, by now. There is no hope of getting back together with the baby’s father. We didn’t even want to get married in the first place. So, perish the thought. We can never be a family. Still, He is the father. But where is he?
Young mothers are with us. In church they are sitting next to us. In our neighborhoods we rub shoulders with them. They long to belong. They long for love. Are they any lesser? We are a close knit family. Perfect family, so we think. My daughter’s name is purity, she is pure. She can’t become like our neighbors’. Why worry? So, single mothers remain isolated. Rejected! Separated! Not needed! Unloved! .., and the many more evils that we heap on them. Is there hope for them, or is this the end of their story?....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................{SILENCE}............................................
Phew! Thank God. It’s not the end. The world may conclude our story, but God WONT. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not trying to justify parenthood out of wedlock. But if church is for saints, what are you doing inside? Warming the pews? Hypocrite!
God Himself is the father to the fatherless. He is the husband to the widows. His anger lasts but for a moment, but his favor a lifetime. But what do we, as parents do? We trample upon them. We call them a disgrace. We write them off. How can they even hope to get married some day? HEHEHEHEHEHE! We laugh at the idea, it sounds ridiculous. SHUT UP!!!!! Who are we as a society, religion or social groupings to write off the “broken pots” if you would, when the potter Himself still has clay in His hands?
The baby grows. Their innocence draws back the very people who rejected them. Now the father wants to contest for custody. The grandpa wants to take pride in the grandkid. The society starts to realize their fault. They start to see the potential in the children who were once rejected. They are the top of their class. In Sunday school they prove to be the best. They excel. They once again light up the soul of the very mom who thought that her world was an abyss, full of agony and pain, and that she was seated alone at the bottom……………………………….
When we thought that the story had come to an end………{SILENCE}……………………… we start rewriting……
“He never got to have a surname, yet we write history… HIS STORY.”
OUR SOCIETY IS IN DIRE NEED OF RESPONSIBLE MEN…….. Why are we busy legalizing lethal brews….?
May God have mercy on “THE MAN”