Category: Culture

  • My times in your hand

    My times in your hand

    “My times are in your hand” Psalm 31

    Our God has got the whole world in His hands.

    Through these days of shaking, disillusionment and chaos around the globe, many of us in our generation of western society have been confronted with a fear and anxiety like never before. Even the fear of death has thrown us all into a place were we find ourselves asking some profoundly deep personal questions about life;

    In whose hands are our times?

    I’ve never experienced anything like this in my life time. A virus that has created a storm, overwhelmed and shaken us. Perhaps it’s even challenging our faith in God and confronting us with another question;

    What do I really believe?

    For He’s got the whole world in His hands and what really counts now is to know that He’s got my times in His hands;

    My times of well being

    My times of wondering

    My times of questioning

    My times of searching

    My times of waiting

    My times of obedience

    My times of joy

    My times of love

    My times of pain

    My times of grief

    My times of sorrow

    My times of lament

    My times of hope

    My times of vulnerability

    My times isolation

    My times on loneliness

    My times of comfort

    My times of fear

    My times of anxiety

    My times of despair

    My times of chaos

    My times of healing

    My times of failure

    My time of dying, in the palm of Your hand.

    It’s all in Gods hand. Comfort to my soul. My life held in the palm of His hand. So tenderly, so carefully, so attentively.

    Every moment of time.

    Every moment of each day.

    Every breath I breathe, held in His hand

    The giver of life.

    My life in His hands.

    Picture for a moment, the journey for Jesus towards the cross, the pain, the anguish, facing death, yet knowing – His life held in Gods hand. Such trust in the Fathers love and care for Him. He journeyed through so much suffering for the sake of the world. To make a way for you, for me. He knew His Father held Him in the palm of His hand. Holding every moment of time and history in His hands.

    On the cross, we hear that Jesus said; “Father, into your hand I commend my life”.

    This hand of God so powerful, holding the whole world together. Restoring and healing all that is broken through the cross. This hand of God so powerful to hold Christ’s life. This same hand that holds my life together – in the palm of His hand.

    Could it be that my times are actually held within Your power. Held in the power of Your hand. My whole life placed within Your power. My life paved out for your plans and purposes. For my life is not fully dependant upon me. Jesus life was not fully dependant upon him. He relinquished it all, gave Himself fully to God, who gave Him every breathe in the first place.

    He yielded it all to Him.

    Hanging on the cross for you, for me. He gave His final breath, His last breath. Yielded His life for you, for me.

    So as we ask, in whose hands are our times?

    Is it the hand of fear, of guilt, of greed, of selfishness? Or is it the hand of love, of hope, of joy, or grace, of peace, of mercy, and justice?

    These are days for putting our trust in Him, for our times are in Gods hand.

    He’s got the whole world in His hands. He’s got our life, our spirit and every breath given by the Father held together in the palm of His hands. Who gives us all that we have and all that we are.

    Our times in His hand.

    Now we wait, we rest just as Christ waited and rested in the tomb, expectantly waiting for that third day when the powerful hand of God would awaken Him, raise Him back to life from the grave. The very breath of God.

    Christ alive, Christ risen.

    Now we wait expectantly in these days. Our times, in His hands.

    For Christ to come again.

    We wait for more of Christ to be revealed. For more of the Kingdom of God to be revealed. To breakout around the globe in all of its splendour and glory. We wait for the powerful Hand of God to move leading us through these challenging times.

    For my life is not dependant upon me, it’s dependant upon Him.

    He’s got the whole world in His hands.

    He’s got you and me in His hands.

    My times are in Your hand.

    #HolySaturday

  • There is a time for everything

    There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under heaven.

    a time to be born and a time to die,

    a time to plant and a time to uproot,

    a time to kill and a time to heal,

    a time to tear down and a time to build,

    a time to weep and a time to laugh,

    a time to mourn and a time to dance,

    a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,

    a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,

    a time to search and a time to give up,

    a time to keep and a time to throw away,

    a time to tear and a time to mend,

    a time to be silent and a time to speak,

    a time to love and a time to hate,

    a time for war and a time for peace.

    (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8)

     

    What time are you in?

    What season of life are you in?

    Maybe it’s new birth, or death, planting or reaping, crying or laughing. The beautiful thing is that with all of the realities of this life He incorporates it all and He brings it all together in His time, not our time, but His time.

    None of this time is wasted time.

    Every day He is painting a beautiful picture that even our mind’s eye cannot fully see or comprehend. For we only see in part. He is always painting a picture of what is yet to come. A picture of how He sees us and how He sees the world.  A picture full of beauty and full of hope.

    He is making everything beautiful in His time.

    The God of all creation who desires to invade our experiences of life, whether that is joyful or sorrowful. He fills it with His presence, infuses it with His grace, and gives it colour, meaning, and purpose.

    He makes everything beautiful in His time.

    Up from the ashes comes beauty and from the place of sorrow comes the fullness of joy. Up from the pit of despair comes hope for tomorrow. For our, God is with us. He is always here, He is always near, He is always there. He is everywhere.

    For there is a time for everything and a season for every activity under heaven.

    Very often in life, we prefer the times of joy to the times of sorrow but the beauty of the gospel says that to God it doesn’t make any difference for He brings them all together.

    He makes everything glorious in His time.

    The time that you are in, whether it’s birth or death, laughing or weeping, sowing or reaping, is Gods time. He desires to bring His presence into each and every experience of our daily lives. With His presence comes everlasting joy and everlasting peace.

    For it is He who is making everything beautiful.

    He will make everything glorious in His time.

    How wonderful it is to know that our minds are capable of being in touch with the things of eternity and yet restless to know more about the mysteries of our God. We search, we linger, we stumble, we fall, we hunger, we thirst for our minds are never fully satisfied with mere answers. We can only be fully satisfied by God himself, who is so much more than mere answers.

    We yearn for His affection and the enjoyment of the divine maker of heaven and earth. Who beacons us, calls us and invites us into this beautiful, profound and mysterious relationship. That’s how much He loves us. That’s how much He wants to know us and for us to know Him. To partner with Him as He makes everything beautiful in His time.

    He makes everything glorious.

    He makes everything glorious.

    From glory to glory.

    He is glorious.

    He is glorious.

    There is a time for everything under heaven and He will make everything glorious in His time.

    None of this time is ever wasted time.

    He is making all things new.