Thursday, September 6, 2007

KA THINLUNG KHAWIHTU CHHUNZAWMNA

Where love is,G*d is - Leo Tolstoy


Some people say,"You cannot help everyone who needs help in the world.
There are just too many of them ".

Some people say,"They have hands and feet.Why don't they work to support
themselves?"
Some people say,"Let social workers help them.Let Salvation Army help them".
Some people say,"Those beggars are impostors.They're not really poor".
Some people say,"I'm a nobody.Who am I to do great things?"
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But I say,"Yes,I cannot help everyone.But I can make a difference to this one,
or that one".
The point is not - how many
The point is - I choose to make a difference.
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But I say,"Yes,they can work to support themselves.But they don't have the
heart.If only they know the One who tranforms hearts".
The point is - They don't have Him yet.
How my heart aches for them !
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But I say,"Who is a social worker?Who is Salvation Army?Who,what am I?
An American,Indian,Chinese,white,coloured,a believer, convict, P*astor,
an M, Baptist,Presbyterian ?"
Such vain man-made disparities.
The point is not these.
The point is - I choose to believe in Him.
The point is - I choose to walk in His footsteps.
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But I say," So they're rich,but they beg.
Oh ! What poverty of the heart !
What pauper mentality !"
The point is not - they're impostors.
The point is - Who would tell them of their true identity in Him.
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But I say,"Yes,I'm nothing,without Him.
But He says,'You're the apple of my eye'.
I'm His child,loved,died for,renewed,tranformed into a princess,
chosen and commissioned. Oh ! The priviledge !"
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How my heart aches for what I see around me !
How my heart yearns to make it a better world,filled with the knowledge
of Him,the Redeemer !
How my heart longs to hold the unloved,the suffering,the dying,with His love !
How my heart desires to reach the unreached !
Yet,how small I am !
Yet,He says,"I will give you every place where you set your foot".
" Take heart ! I have overcome the world !"

The point is not - How small I am.
The point is - The Owner of the universe promises to give me every place
I set my foot on.
The point is - So where are you?
The point is not - He is going to overcome.
The point is - He already has.
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So I pray,
"Oh L*rd, here I am,
All that I am.
Make me,mould me,
Use me,fill me.
You are the potter,
I am the clay.
Teach me,
To live all of my life
Through your eyes".
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again
I shall not live in vain.
- Emily Dickinson
It's not the big things that count,
It's the small acts of love
We perform that count.
It's the seemingly insignificant things
In life that makes it worthwhile.
We're not called to do great feats;
We're called to do what we can.
It's the small feats that add up
To make mighty deeds.
Pay heed to every detail of your life;
For it's the smallest details
In music,in art
That make them masterpieces !

Saturday, September 1, 2007

KA THINLUNG KHAWIHTU

On the Street I saw a small girl
cold and shivering in a thin dress
with little hope of a decent meal.
I became angry and said to G*d :

"Why did you permit this ?
Why don't you do something about it ?"

For a while G*d said nothing.
That night,He replied,quite suddenly :

" I certainly did something about it.
I made you ! ".