God & Music

So. Back in church. Slowly starting to serve again. Bit by bit. 3 musical instruments. Guitar, piano, bass. Just wanna give the best when playing for God. A little stress at the beginning. Feeling even more stress now, when I found out I have to play the guitar for the young adults’ Christmas outing carolling session, together with 4 other guitarist, who are like, super good. And I’m like, haven’t touched my guitar in 8 years and just started picking it up again this year. Argh! But I try to remind myself what someone shared with me a few weeks back. “Just do your best with what little you have, and God will be pleased.

I remember 2 weeks back, I was playing the piano for the church’s children’s camp. Second time touching the keyboard after 8 freaking years. The first time being the practice two days before the camp. Haha. Truthfully, I didn’t think I did well at all. My playing was a little messy for the praise song, and my playing wasn’t really smooth for the worship songs. And sometimes I did wonder if God had taken away the musical talents he blessed me with. As it was stated in the Bible that if you don’t use and do anything with the talents God gave you, He will take it away from you and give it to someone else. I was lost for 8 years. And I may have found my way back, but it’s been 8 years, I put it all to waste. So yeah. I was worried God had taken it all away. But then, Sister Hannah came up to me after worship and said, “Keep playing, don’t give this up. There’s an annointing from God when you play. What you’re playing, is prophetic playing.” It was really surprising. I don’t understand exactly what she meant, but one thing I’m sure? God is Grace. And I am humbled. He hasn’t removed those talents he blessed me with.

And with whatever little I have, I will give my best to Him.

Fishing With Moses

Who says religion gotta be boring and prim & proper? A little humour won’t hurt. As long as we learn something from it. Right? 🙂
20120831-011411.jpgCan’t help laughing when I saw Joanne post the picture above on FaceBook. The first thing that popped into my mind? Never have a fishing competition with Moses. You’re bound to lose. 😉

Looking at it in a different way though, this picture actually made me realize that, many times in life, we tend to feel like it’s a little ridiculous asking from God all the petty things in life, when there are so many other major and more important things in the world to be taken care off. Praying it won’t rain until we get into the building when it looks like it’s gonna pour, just so we won’t wet our dress. Or praying that we’ll be able to get movie tickets of the latest blockbuster hit in the cinemas. Or praying that the guy you have a crush on will notice you. Many other mundane things. But we never notice that God does take care of all those stuff most of the time, when we pray, whether or not we consider it petty. Even when the prayers are not answered, I believe it’s more because God knows what’s best for us, rather than him considering it to be petty stuff.

“A Father who loves His children will never consider their stuff petty, no matter how small, insignificant or ridiculous the requests are.” – Me

Training Wheels

20120723-121620.jpgGuess what? I can confidently say, I experienced all these firsthand. Some I passed with flying colours. Others ? Epic failure. Sometimes, I just lose it. Ended up ranting to God and even putting the blame on him sometimes. Though when I’m calm and clear minded, I know He’s shaping me into a better person. But in the midst of storms and hurricane, I’m not allowed that luxury to reason with myself. And I’m a little ashamed to say, many times now, I let my faith fall off the cliff, or rather take a big dive over the cliff into the rocks below. But God never fails, even when I did. I’m glad no matter how far off the trail I go, He is able to pull me back to the right track. It doesn’t matter if it take days or weeks or months, or even years.

I’ve let myself fall deeper and deeper heading for the sharp jagged rocks for a few years now. So glad I finally managed to grab onto a rope and is now slowly climbing up back to the right path. Pretty sure God threw that rope over to me. I won’t guarantee that I won’t fail some of His tests again in the future. Actually, I’m pretty sure I’ll probably still fail at some of them. But we grow and learn. At least now, I’m gonna try even harder than before to keep my faith, believing God knows the best for me and is training me into the better person I’m supposed to be.

Being on training wheels is always hard, but it will all pay off when the wheels come off.
Sometimes we forget, sometimes we lose faith. But just remember to pick it up and go back to God.