Quarter Time

The real test of a man is not when he plays the role that he wants for himself, but when he plays the role destiny has for him. - Vaclav Havel

Letting God take the front seat, instead of myself. That's what the above implies. Building my house versus building His.

God gave His children gifts. We can use the gifts in what we think is best, or we can use the gifts in accordance to what He made us for. In short, the calling that He gave each of us. There is something unique that each of us do best. Something that one of His child is able to do which is different from another. The particular niche that we are created for.

The work that He has created us to do, is definitely different for each one of us. As He had carefully and fearfully crafted us, He knew what He had crafted each one of us for. He wrote our stories before even the start of time.

As I seek forth His calling in my life, I come to realize more and more each day, what makes me smile in my heart when I do it, and what I like to do, but does not have that same satisfaction. I guess, that's one of the understandings. When I sense the Holy Spirit seem to beam within me, I know I am doing what He had crafted me to do, at that particular time. It is something that cannot be explained rationally, no matter how rational I can, and want to be.

As I face a quarter of a century of life, I begin to see how much I desire to be in the centre of His will, and how much I desire to be doing what He has always desired me to do. That we may both smile together in our hearts, that we may both know that that's the best thing on earth that I can do.

There are some things on my mind and heart, I know He has sealed. As the plan of His unfolds, I see my part in it more and more. The adventure that He has given me, and will give me, will be what I am looking out for. I may be driven by my own whims and fancies, but what will keep me going even more, will be what I am called for. The drive from that, will be even better than my personal drive. I just hope to be able to distinguish the two.

Bee with An Itch

Colleague 1: Really can't stand this particular person! Argh..

Colleague 2: Yep, she's definitely a bee with an itch..

Get it? =pPp

Values Dilution

Healthy people don't need a doctor - sick people do. Mark 2:17 (nlt) This was the verse I pondered upon this morning.

At lunch, I had a chance to meet one of my colleagues in another department. It was a rare lunch meet up. Somehow or other, we talked about doctors, and the lack of professionalism in some. It's a growing trend it seems.Eventually, she ended off saying, the reason that her husband died is because of a doctor. The nonchalence that the doctor gave in diagnosis and explanation of what she will do in the operation resulted in them not having the faith to go on with the operation. The choice of not going through the operation, than to leave it to the hands of a doctor who doesn't seem to care.

It's not only this profession that is the case. Many professions now have people who are no longer passionate about what they do, and hold the values that is required in the job. It is just a job. One that brings in the money.

Values are diluting. Evident even in the supposedly occupation with the most stringent criteria in recruitment.

As I thought about it, I give thanks that the doctor I read about in the morning, is a doctor who is always passionate, a doctor who always sticks to his values.

A Passing Thought

Emptiness - reminds me that I am human. It leads me to the same conclusion - I need to be filled.

By what? Only He knows :)