Kingsly's Scribbling

This is a tree near our office. During lenten season, it shed all its old leaves and gave birth to new ones. This is what happens to us when we are in christ. Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come! Isn't this the message from the tree.

A snap with Dr. Neil Anderson, one of the great international authors. A moment to remember!!!

So here is my time to pat myself. Wonder Why? This is my 25th write-up of this blog. Don’t you think its time to celebrate? Well, so I pat pat pat. (Am also giving myself a treat this evening) It’s always a great pleasure to write. If you ask me what do you enjoy doing, writing these small write-ups would find its place in the top ten things in my life. It has been a wonderful experience during the past 7 months. I would also thank all those who have been following and commenting. You really keep me going. Thanks!!

“CALL”. I have heard many Christians talking about call. Are you going to ministry? Do you have a CALL? And this word is often misunderstood. Don’t go without a CALL, they say. I would like to write on what every one’s CALL is. Here it is “For God knew his people in advance, and he chose them to become like his Son (JESUS)..” My friend this is you call in life. To be like Jesus. Nothing less. Be a mirror that reflects Jesus. Have a Heart like His. Does you talk and walk reflect Jesus? The mirror in my vehicle didn’t reflect what was behind me. So I had to clean it a bit and adjust it in such a way that it start reflecting the other vehicles behind me. If your life doesn’t reflect Jesus, do what I did to the mirror in my vehicle. Allow God to cleanse your life and adjust your life in such a way that you start to reflect Jesus in all you do. It high time you understand your call. You are called to be like Jesus. Reflect Him!!

This Sunday, as I was worshiping the lord in the church, God put a picture in my heart. It was an image of a father holding a child in his arm face towards him. The child wanted to break free from the fathers grip and so he was screaming and kicking the chest of the father. But the father’s grip was strong and hence the child gave up and the father brought him close to his heart. God said to me, this is a picture of you and me. Sometimes, though you tried to escape my grip, though you cried and kicked my heart, I never left you. My grip was too strong for you. No one can snatch you from my hands. Oh what a loving grip and a loving father we have. He never loosens His Grip on us.