Singing me to you

Cherished

This morning was a frenzy.

Before leading worship at 5612 service(youth service), normally I will have breakfast with my mum as usual at the nearby church coffeeshop.. today was no different except that today, God used it to teach me a valuable lesson - The time was about 7am or so.

Isaac - "eh John, you didn't bring your laptop today? the minutes later for meeting how?"

John - "Oh s***"

That was about 1115am.

I can't believe i actually forgot all about my laptop. After making a frentic search around church, I realised that I actually left the laptop behind at the coffeeshop. And both my mum and I totally forgot about it when we shifted tables to sit next to some church friends.

That set me off thinking... Have i been cherishing the things that God has given/entrusted to me? Do I take them for granted? Have I been living an ignorant life? Do i even think before i do anything? Have I really grown? Am i capable of doing things properly, let alone for God?

sadly these thoughts always come in a string, probably a barrage, like a mad rushing train whenever things like these happen. Thus i really need to learn how to slow things down by praying God's peace into my heart and deal with these questions one by one when they come at me.

And I sense that God is teaching me a valuable lesson here because I realise that normally life wouldn't stop for me whenever 'bad/difficult' things happen. It still goes on. Commitments don't suddenly go away when you find yourself hit with a problem. You still need to face people. You still need to go to school. You still need to honour your parents...

Somehow God seem to be using circumstances like this to help me manage my life better.

My natural sinful response would cry out for justification... or perhaps cry out in unfairness over being a victim of circumstances. But is it really so?

I wanna choose to believe in faith that He has better plans for me and my life. By dying for my all my sins, past present and future, I am assured that I am still cherished by Him and loved by my Saviour.

Back to my laptop...
thankfully the kind coffeeshop owners were able to trace the person who took my laptop back home and my mum got it back for me. Thank God!

An answered prayer once again. A happy ending. It could have been worse. Would i still be thanking God if it were otherwise?

JT

posted by comeawaywithme @ 8:15 PM