Second Post

Err, I don’t think I can continue using post titles like second post, third post …. and so on right? 😛   I wonder if anyone has actually done this?!

Anyway, what can I write about in my second post.  The reason why I started this blog I guess.  I have been going through a rough time and being the emotional person I am, hurtful and painful thoughts keep churning in my head and because I am aware of that I have to put up a smile and look fine around friends and people.  Aren’t that what most of us will do?

For us Christians, we have the greatest advantage over others because we have Him.  Then why are my thoughts so scrambled?  Didn’t I lay my burdens at the foot of the cross over and over again, and of course as long as I have breath I will repeatedly do that till….He decides when I should be with Him. At times, it seemed like I enjoy basking in the pain and grasping it so tightly to my chest when all I have to do is go to Him.  He comforts…every tear we cry are precious to His eyes.

As a parent, I worry all the time for my children, especially in their walk with God.  Friends told me that I am not responsible for their spiritual life when they are already in late teens and into young adulthood. Somehow my head can’t comprehend that and there is that nagging thought all the time that I have not done well and have failed.

Until…..early last month at the last Festival of Praise in Singapore, I was there at the second night.  The usual stuff that Festival of Praise delivers year after year were Popular Bands and this time around it was the Parachute Band from New Zealand and Australian Rueben Morgan and team.  Message was delivered by a Rev. Mike Connor from Australia…..message was good with impressive illustrations but me being me, no taking down notes means can’t really remember. But but at the very end after closing his message with a prayer, Rev. Mike was led to pray for parents who are hurt or burdened or felt responsible for the lack of desire in their children’s spiritual life.  That hit me!!! It was like a split arrow….to my heart and head, right on targets.  I knew the prayer was for me and many parents amongst the thousands that filled the Singapore Indoor Stadium that night.

For reasons, I can’t divulge I held back my hand and tears as much as I could but my eyes just welled up.  A dear friend reminded me some days later that God had spoken through Rev. Mike and that He knows my heart and my struggles. Isn’t God amazing!! Yes, I finally was able to really lay that baggage down but never cease praying.  After all that has been written, I may be over anxious and children may be doing alright! They should know that God knows their heart right?

If you are a parent or someone who is going through this same struggle, my prayer and hope that in reading this post will help you cut loose from the chains that bind you to that baggage.