I know this isn't the month of August. I had been busy trying to survive. There are updating my YouTube channel, typing and keeping up with my Bible reading for more inspired ideas, and working a second job for payment of my next publishing. I still don't have a title that would catch the readers' eyes. I just hope all this sacrifice of time and money isn't a waste. My non-fiction is still in its first draft because there is so much info out there that I know I can add. At the moment, I'm on my bed typing this away, which means to me that I've slept in: no coffee yet; no breakfast. September used to be so beautiful. The air is crisp and cool in the mornings. The schools are open. I saw pumpkin pies on display in the grocer. Signs of autumn are starting to show. The season of warmer sweaters, harvested fruits, and a cornucopia of root vegetables to bring in the Thanksgivings of the Fall. All this talk about winter preparation takes my heart back to the days of old. They were sweet memories with the people I loved dearly...and I missed them so much. I am aware of the importance of waiting, waiting for the return of my beloved Lord and Saviour. This opportunity does have its advantages but most people take it another way. That is when lives are being ruin by sin. To them, August is still present. I had already felt the winds have changed. Hand washing and mask on are always on my thoughts.
November is supposed to be a month of cooler weather, even cold, I might add; however, for the past several days, we have been experiencing warm temperatures. It looks like spring is about to start. If that is the actual case, then we are not in Canada but Australia instead. One can imagine that God may have turned the earth upside down to check if all the parts are still intact and in working condition. Similarly, a mechanical engineer had to take everything apart to fix what's not working, then reassemble, even turning it upside down to put back the parts. We know that God doesn't think like this, but it is a funny yet strange idea thinking that God does this to fix what's wrong in this world. A person who does not know God well enough will come up with such an imagination, when in reality, the fault comes from the hearts of men and women who still reside in sin, pumping that beat endlessly. This pandemic lives on around the world. The virus, however, is just an avatar to remind us that sin is an actual thing that is killing us, taking us away from God.
If you haven't carried your cross or know its full meaning, then God is helping you do that. Many stores are closed--some are even permanent--while other parts of the social aspects of the capitalist world remain open to risk the spread of this enemy. If we think the way God would want us to think, we would even say that the actual enemy isn't the virus but the sin that lurks so prominently in the hearts of worldly men and women. He can see and hear the suffering of "Christians" who are calling out to Him to take this virus away to the outer darkness, like billions of years in space distance where no man will ever enter. He can see these "Christians" are blind to His point of view and His Word. The church-goers' presences filling the pews won't help if their hearts aren't with God and His Word. Only the believers' application of God's commands are necessary for a better life and a closer relationship with the Creator Himself. Carrying the cross of the worldly life will not hinder a believer's action toward holiness; Instead, it will only promote it. A holy life will and can accentuate the eyes with 20-20 vision. A wise man will understand what the Maker's hand is doing, whereas a fool will only think of himself and nothing else. If we are to see God's vision, we must carry our cross. How far and how deep you want this vision of life will depend on how bruised your knees and how contrite your heart before an Almighty God. Only your passion for the Lord our God can sustain your part of the covenant. Jesus Christ had already done the rest. Glory to God for this!
I wish you blessed with His Word.
Diana s.f. ng
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