Sunday, 12 March 2017

An Umbrella in the rain

 Psalm 118:29 NIV: Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever.

With hands tight, just to hold on to, to know there's something more. Carried by love are those moments in which we shall never prevail otherwise. It's amazing how sometimes he hides from brittle hearts what they are going to face. Our Saviour knows what he's going to do, he's pretty much clear about it. What he wants at the moment is to bring his children safe from the fire. Had he thought necessary, he would come close to hold our hands explain to us on what's going on around. Hadn't those winter days been shorter, we wouldn't have survived.

Our minds would stop thinking, stop working and the world might seem a totally new place. There is no other way to explain the day as a rainy day and God’s grace as an umbrella that surrounds rather fills. There is the raw sunshine of "I'm alright in his hand", "He is faithful", "God gives and takes away" there are also clouds watered by tears, words like, "I'm not questioning you, but WHY, Lord?" "Do you know how it feels like?" I know you would know but Lord, it hurts. The weird moments when you don't know how to look at those you know so well. When all that you want to do is cry, cry like a baby there's the sweet mother's touch sent by Grace! That day will remain a memory though not a good one, the good grace that covered the day will surely remind us of Grace straight from heaven, sent anew that morning. When life's days does a roller coaster right before our eyes and that would be one roller coaster we would never want to get down from. The ride is far better than the feeling after it is over. Inevitably we have to come down, face the world outside the ride.


Whether we would breathe in oxygen or not we can ever live further without tasting Grace. Grace filled the room, filled the tears, held hands and kept God's word. Whenever it's raining in life, never forget that there is an umbrella that we need not carry!

Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come.
'Tis grace that brought me safe thus far,
and grace will lead me home.
#AMAZING GRACE


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