Dropped from heaven's embrace into earth's reality.
Every honeymoon period will come to an end. That which remains after passion is love and commitment. There are no fairy tales in real life and there is no happily ever after. But i am not complaining. It is only through storms and pain that joy is cultivated and happiness is felt. Ploughing through life's hardship is probably the tougest. Yet, it is through the ploughing that the fruits become precious.
I am in my ploughing season. A season where fruits are not seen, where sweat and blood paint my days. The path of passion has broken forth into a route of love, where my passion is tested and love purified. Laying down my Issac and crucifying my self will is PAINFUL. Yet, my prayer is may the word of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight oh Lord, my Rock, my Redeemer.
my dearest cg members, if you are happen to be in a ploughing season in your life as well. HOld on! Keep walking. Keep walking. Keep walking. You are not alone in this. Perseverance outlasts tribulations. i am sure Jesus saw out heartaches and has heard our cries. WE WILL RECEIVE OUR DUE REWARDS. i know Jesus is saying....
"COME ON DEORA!! COME ON!! YOUR REWARDS ARE HERE. REMEMBER LOT'S WIFE AND MOVE ON."
THEREFORE WE DO NOT LOSE HEART. THOUGH OUTWARDLY WE ARE WASTING AWAY, YET INWARD WE ARE BEING RENEWED DAY BY DAY. FOR OUR LIGHT AND MOMENTARY TROUBLES, WE ARE ACHIEVING FOR US AN ETERNAL GLORY THAT FAR OUTWEIGHS THEM ALL. SO WE FIXED OUR EYES ON WHAT IS SEEN AND NOT ON WHAT IS NOT SEEN. FOR WHAT IS SEEN IS TEMPORARY BUT WHAT IS NOT SEEN IS ETERNAL - 2 COR 4:16-18
I AM LOOKING AT A FUTURE WITH JESUS. AN ETERNITY WITH MY LORD. FOR ALL THAT, I FORGO WHAT MY EARTHLY DESIRES.
Every honeymoon period will come to an end. That which remains after passion is love and commitment. There are no fairy tales in real life and there is no happily ever after. But i am not complaining. It is only through storms and pain that joy is cultivated and happiness is felt. Ploughing through life's hardship is probably the tougest. Yet, it is through the ploughing that the fruits become precious.
I am in my ploughing season. A season where fruits are not seen, where sweat and blood paint my days. The path of passion has broken forth into a route of love, where my passion is tested and love purified. Laying down my Issac and crucifying my self will is PAINFUL. Yet, my prayer is may the word of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight oh Lord, my Rock, my Redeemer.
my dearest cg members, if you are happen to be in a ploughing season in your life as well. HOld on! Keep walking. Keep walking. Keep walking. You are not alone in this. Perseverance outlasts tribulations. i am sure Jesus saw out heartaches and has heard our cries. WE WILL RECEIVE OUR DUE REWARDS. i know Jesus is saying....
"COME ON DEORA!! COME ON!! YOUR REWARDS ARE HERE. REMEMBER LOT'S WIFE AND MOVE ON."
THEREFORE WE DO NOT LOSE HEART. THOUGH OUTWARDLY WE ARE WASTING AWAY, YET INWARD WE ARE BEING RENEWED DAY BY DAY. FOR OUR LIGHT AND MOMENTARY TROUBLES, WE ARE ACHIEVING FOR US AN ETERNAL GLORY THAT FAR OUTWEIGHS THEM ALL. SO WE FIXED OUR EYES ON WHAT IS SEEN AND NOT ON WHAT IS NOT SEEN. FOR WHAT IS SEEN IS TEMPORARY BUT WHAT IS NOT SEEN IS ETERNAL - 2 COR 4:16-18
I AM LOOKING AT A FUTURE WITH JESUS. AN ETERNITY WITH MY LORD. FOR ALL THAT, I FORGO WHAT MY EARTHLY DESIRES.
