And I am joyful for the freedom and opportunity to share how the past four weeks have graced my life.
The wise Socrates knew what he was saying when he said, "The unexamined life is not worth living."
This is a universal, eternal truth. Abba Father actually tells us the same.
(International Standard Version)
(Aramaic Bible in Plain English)
Frederick Buechner writes:
"Maybe nothing is more important than that we keep track, you and I, of these stories of who we are and where we have come from and the people we have met along the way because it is precisely through these stories in all their particularity... that God makes Himself known to each of us most powerfully and personally. If this is true, it means to lose track of our stories is to be profoundly impoverished not only humanly but also spiritually."
He couldn't have said it better. I write my stories because in doing so I am enriched. There is always a connection between my external circumstances and the inner dimension of my life. There is always a junction where God's story and my own story meet!
Showers of Blessing
What a clear sign of favor when a refreshing downpour suddenly fell over our city at noon today, drenching the dry earth with much needed life-giving moisture, right on the last day of the month!
Thank You, Abba Father, for the prophetic message that the rains spoke to my heart today!
Celebrating the feasts of the Lord these past years is one way of helping me connect to my Hebrew roots and gaining a deeper understanding of my Christian faith.
Daughter Obedient One arrived on Holy Wednesday and stayed up to Resurrection Sunday. Family togetherness is one thing that means so much to me. Although Obedient and I see each other often as I visit her regularly in Manila, the last time we were all together as a family was a year ago when we celebrated my 60th birthday. We usually look forward to being together at Christmas, New Year, and Resurrection weekend. This Holy Week was therefore a very special time for all of us. Chosen One's mom, Madora, also arrived from Manila on Good Friday to spend the Resurrection weekend with us. What a special opportunity for us to renew family ties!
Osbron Hall
One very special event that took place this month was the granting of a posthumous recognition award to our church's founding pastor, Gerald Osbron, and his wife, Barb. We fondly called them Jerry and Barb. Ernie and I went to the Baptist Conference Church one Sunday in June 1979, the very week we moved to Bacolod from Manila as a one year old married couple, and we never left. From a handful of about twenty members in 1979, our church steadily grew under this couple's faithful and loving shepherding. They retired in 1993, giving our church fifteen beautiful years of care and nurture. Twenty one years after they left us, our church has definitely grown, having given birth to many daughter churches all over this province and other islands.
Jerry and Barb were given the Arado Award, received by their eldest daughter Amy, together with her husband Dan, who flew all the way from Manila for this special night.
Arado is a local word for "plow" - it is a symbol of faithfulness and perseverance.
I am reminded of this verse that speaks of remaining loyal to the Master till the very end:
That night was also special for us, especially those who received spiritual nurturing under Pastor Jerry and Barb. The new sanctuary which can seat over a thousand, was officially named "Osbron Hall" in their honor. The tiny seed that they planted 36 years ago has grown and matured to be a nurturing tree for many others as well.
a Scripture that very much applies to the work
that her parents began in Bacolod City
Pursuing Intimacy with God
In an act of magnanimity and grace, the elderly man gives his nephew first choice.
Abraham gets the better deal after all.
At the Oaks of Mamre
I have always wondered about this place called "the Oaks of Mamre" where Abraham eventually set up his tent. In Genesis 18, the beautiful account of Abraham's encounter with the living God starts on a normal hot day, and finds him sitting by the door of his tent. Nothing new was expected, but that is how God works in our lives, when we least expect him. Abraham is still waiting for the son of promise. After begetting a son with Sarah's maidservant he realizes that he can't take things into his own hands. Both he and his wife must be at the point of despair. And yet it is in that very place where God meets them.
"This time next year, I will certainly return to you, and Sarah your wife shall have a son." The Lord tells him.
It is said simply, matter-of-factly, straightforward, without fanfare. Believe it or not. Take it or leave it.
Abraham feels like laughing. And Sarah, listening behind the tent door, laughs within herself.
Commentators have said it is the laughter of unbelief.
Maybe that is only partly true. I believe deep inside Sarah, it is a laughter of hope. It sounded too good to be true. And yet... what if it was true?
Suddenly, in the midst of the years of waiting, with despair setting in, Abba Father graces their lives and says, The time has come for My promise to be fulfilled in your lives.
The Bible is careful to describe the way Sarah laughed. Not out loud... but within herself.
But God does not let the moment pass. With authority He confronts any trace of doubt in Sarah and Abraham. Is anything too hard for the Lord?
"I believe, help me in my unbelief."
Right here under the oak trees of Mamre, heaven came down and brought hope to this couple. Doubt and despair gave way to joy.
This is probably the top highlight of my month... that God speaks gently to me through this story.
I am at that point in my life where I am asking God Abba Father, Is this all there is to my life? Or is there something more?
Five years ago when my husband went home to heaven, the direction of my life changed. And this year, my 61st year, I am again at an intersection, a crossroads.
Is anything too hard for the Lord? This time next year...
I kneel at my altar of cleansing. Asking Father God to remove seeds of doubt from my heart.
Make room for hope... and come away laughing with joy.
A fresh infusion of hope is a ray of light on my path as I travel on.
I receive heaven's promise that there is a time coming when I will see the fruit I have been waiting for.
So be it, Abba Father. So be it.
This has indeed been a month of encounter with life-giving refreshing water and golden nuggets of truth. I name this month "Altar of Cleansing."
As I come to God and submit to His cleansing power in my life, He speaks hope into my heart and fills it with gladness.
As I read His word "theocentrically," a big word to simply say "putting Him in the center" instead of me, my desires, my expectations... Abba Father comes and brings understanding... a refreshing perspective from which to view my present circumstances.
These passages from the Psalms speak powerfully to me as this month ends:
O Lord, You are the portion of my inheritance and my cup;
You maintain my lot.
The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Yes, I have a good inheritance.
- Psalm 16:5-6
When the Lord brought back the captivity of Zion
We were like those who dream.
Then our mouth was filled with laughter,
And our tongue with singing.
Then they said among the nations,
"The Lord has done great things for them."
The Lord has done great things for us,
And we are glad.
Bring back our captivity, O Lord
As the streams in the South.
Those who sow in tears
Shall reap in joy
He who continually goes forth weeping,
Bearing seed for sowing,
Shall doubtless come again with rejoicing,
Bringing his sheaves with him.
- Psalm 126
And this anointed song by Esther Mui, entitled Psalm 126, which fills my heart with so much hope, is my song for April (YouTube video embedded below).





































