London, Paris and Jesus Christ.
26th September, 1:38 A.M
Spitalsfield Market, Italian Restaurant
I felt... Empowered. Because I knew that I had Jesus - and I will always have Him. They can take away everything else away from me - but this is one thing that they will never, ever be able to steal away, to take away from me.
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26th September 2011, 11:54 A.M
St. Paul’s Cathedral
I stood before the high altar in awe and wonder, and wonder, and thought about the tabernacle. Out of nowhere, I was just suddenly brought to tears. Even now, I can’t quite describe it. I was... just responding, in a way I couldn’t recognise or know, to the beauty and splendour and majesty of Jesus Christ.
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28th September 2011, 10:44 A.M
Green Park, on the grass
How wonderful this is - as I lie here on my tummy writing all these I am starkly aware of God’s presence. The leaves in front of me are flying lightly and playfully around. The blades of grass are dancing adorably and slightly clumsily in the wind.
God made all these - and He made me and He wants me to enjoy this earth and all that is in it. I feel a bit like I’m in a snow globe. In my own world at Green Park, but all held within God’s loving hands.
... Yet I’m reminded of the verse in the Bible which says, “The grass may wither and the flowers fade, but the word of God will never pass away"
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1 October 2011, 11:28 A.M
Jardin du Luxembourg
What would I do without Jesus Christ in my life? Even such a wonderful thing as travelling would not bring joy so great, meaning so deep.
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4 October 2011, 4:46pm
On the plane from Doha to Singapore
Suddenly everything is making sense! Why I took Visual Communication, why I learnt piano in the past. Why I like to sing and why I love music. Why I was given a way with words, why I’m so able to cry tears on behalf of others. Why I know I have a spiritual gift in intercession and why I’m a feeling person. Why I’m in Singapore, for now. Why God made me a more compassionate and empathetic person, why I cry so much at movies all the time. Why I’m wired this way, why my life story unfolded the way it did...
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I really could not find a way to start this entry, so I decided to take excerpts from my journal. I’m in a place where I am at an utter loss of words and expressions, with all that there is to say. It was truly a God-guided, joy-filled trip. It was such an amazing and wonderful time.
God kept me safe from all harm, even though everyone back home was (really really, really) worried (for good reasons, of course; because I am scatter-brained and tiny and I look so young and easy). He not only prevented bad things from happening to me, He filled my days with good things, lovely people (good old friends and strangers alike) and abundant, abundant blessings.
It was an incredible, extraordinary 11 days away from home, in London, in Paris, in God’s hands. I cried, I laughed, I talked, I kept silent. I ate and slept and walked and ran and I... just felt so free, so joyful, so loved. There is no other person that knows me better, no other person, even if I marry the most macho and manly man who loves me to death, who can take better care of me, simply because nobody else is God. Nobody else is sovereign, nobody else is more loving, pure or true than Yahweh.
Over this getaway, I rededicated my life to Jesus (at St Paul’s Cathedral), I heard God speak to me about my calling and purpose for this season, and I made a major (and rather difficult) decision for the year 2012.
To end, I would like to quote the words of my all-time favourite hymn:
Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart
Naught be all else to me save that Thou art
Thou my best thought by day or by night
Waking or sleeping Thy Presence my light
And, my two favourite lines that I pray everyday:
Heart of my own heart whatever befall
Still be my vision, O Ruler of all