Jehovah Jireh

I remember when as a kid, I would love clapping along the song Jehovah Jireh, especially when reaching that part, "for me! for me!" This song has been playing in my mind for several weeks now, especially after the pastor sang it in his pulpit. Rhema, after a long time. My soul was already protesting repeatedly that it was high time to lay aside all the information overload from the Internet and private research. It does benefit me in so many ways when church sermons are skillfully wound with substantial information but rhema is better. Nothing beats rhema of course. Now this brings me to some thinking, perhaps my heart was not it a state of hearing properly. Was it so? Was my heart hardened in those past weeks that I heard nothing? Who knows, it must have been the other way around.

His grace is sufficient for me..
Looking up in Wiki, I learn that Jehovah Jireh is a specific spot in the land of Moriah where God told Abraham to offer his son Isaac as a burnt offering. Abraham named this place after Jehovah provided a ram to sacrifice in place of Isaac.

How wonderful that with the grace of God, we have everything we need or desire because HE is enough. HE is sufficient for our needs. And these needs are all encompassing. Whether it be food on the table, confidence in a new job, people skills, decisions, crossroads, world peace or simply what to say.. from the simplest to the most profound.

and so I remember Whom have I in heaven but Thee, there is nothing on earth I desire besides Thee... and God will rescue her just at the break of dawn.

Let me sing-

Jehovah Jireh, my Provider
His grace is sufficient for me, for me, for me!
Jehovah Jireh, my Provider
His grace is sufficient for me.
My God shall supply all my needs
According to His riches and glory
He will keep His angels
Charge over me
Jehovah Jireh cares for me.

Realizations

Its 8:15 in the morning and, realizations come to me one by one. I wonder if its due to my lack of sleep the whole night, the red blotch beside my nose or junkfood overload yesterday. Mum, A.M. and I are supposed to be meeting up for breakfast at crossroad. We can't. A.M. is there with K.E., T.N. and Aki instead... I sigh in sadness that its them not mommy and I having breakfast together with Akira.

Her decision to abandon my parents when she gave herself up for adoption has had so many repercussions-first to her, to her biological parents and lastly to significant others like Joey and myself.

I must counter these thoughts with scripture. I must recite verses...

And I must concentrate on Charles Stanley's preaching.

Bye blog, thanks for listening.

Talk

I notice how I have changed. I used to speak better than I do now. I guess I really am an auditory learner. Ever since I began work and school, the endless toil of school-related activities hardly left me the chance to watch good movies or even surf through channels after a long day's work. I know I dont speak the way I did, like how I used to sound when I was in college. Back then, I also had tons of work, chores, mostly but somehow I still found time. Must be due to my constantly hearing Ate Mitos ramble just about anything. She loves to talk and I would always listen...

I better go. Its a realization I find helpful now that I just signed a contract. I might be an English teacher in the elementary grades and, I need to polish on my English-grammar, writing, and speaking of course.

I know I can still improve. I can do all things through Christ which gives me strength...