Blessings (Laura Story) 

We pray for blessings, 

We pray for peace, 

Comfort for family, protection while we sleep. 

We pray for healing, for prosperity, 

We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering. 

All the while, You hear each spoken need, 

Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things. 
‘Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops

What if Your healing comes through tears, 

What if a thousand sleepless nights

Are what it takes to know You’re near. 

What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise? 
We pray for wisdom, 

Your voice to hear. 

And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near. 

We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love, 

As if every promise from Your Word is not enough. 

All the while, You hear each desperate plea

And long that we have faith to believe… 
‘Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops, 

What if Your healing comes through tears, 

What if a thousand sleepless nights

Are what it takes to know You’re near. 

And what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise… 
When friends betray us, 

When darkness seems to win, 

We know that pain reminds this heart, 

That this is not, this is not our home. 

It’s not our home… 
What if my greatest disappointments

Or the achings of this life, 

Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy. 

And what if trials of this life, 

The rain, the storms, the hardest nights, 

Are Your mercies in disguise… 


Quoting Gandhi and Ray Comfort (and a little of my own thoughts)

Mahatma Gandhi –
“I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.”

Ray Comfort’s response –

“Mr Gandhi, did you ever say that you were God in human form, or did you still a storm with your voice, walk on water, raise the dead, and perfectly predict the future?

Were you morally perfect – in thought, word, and in deed?

Did you warn that you would raise all humanity from the dead and judge them? Did you raise your body three days after your death, and ascend into Heaven?

Unless I’m dreadfully mistaken, you did not. Then you too, sir, were so unlike our Jesus. You too were a sinner, desperately needing God’s mercy. I hope you were trusting in Jesus on that fateful day when death suddenly came to you. We will find out on judgement day.”

With new scandals of fallen pastors, church leaders, it is no surprise that many are put off by the gospel and by anything church and Christian. We truly deserve to be ashamed of ourselves.

Before we start dirt flinging and stone hurling, we should take a look at our own lives and hearts.

Do we secretly covet the same fame, status and popularity those ‘superstar’ pastors possess?
Do we cherish secret sins in our lives?
Do we view our sheep as a means to our gain? Perhaps in covert ways, preaching in such a way to gain favour with audiences rather than seeking to be true to the Word. Perhaps using the people we serve as ways to find our validation and approval.

There are so many ways, we are also prone to fall if we do not keep watch.

Many times we think, only the pastors, church leaders and missionaries have to keep watch. But we are all soldiers in a battle! But sometimes when I look around at ourselves, I think we are a whole bunch of distracted soldiers, drunk, carousing with pleasures, seeking for every opportunity of pleasure, entertainment and comfort for the flesh. Being on the mission field may take me away from these temptations, but they do not necessarily weed out these fleshly desires from me.

We have to be on guard.

But to my fellow friends, who have yet to come to accept what I believe in, I would beg you, please let it not be because of our failures that you turn away from seeking God and knowing Him for yourself.

It is like refusing to put on a parachute in an aircraft emergency, simply because you’ve been sickened by fellow passengers who merely pretended to put them on.

Ignore them, put it on anyway!

If we really love Christ and His people, we must endeavour all we can to live in a way that will draw others closer to Him.

Lord, help me.

Living Well to Die Well

When I’m called to meet my Saviour

and stand before His throne,

I must give account for everything on earth

that I have done.

Every thought, and word and action,

every attitude within,

I must offer to my Saviour

And give account to Him.


Though on every side we’re troubled

we must learn by grace to live,

Those who follow worldly treasures

will have nothing left to give.

All that’s wood and hay and stubble

will soon vanish into flame,

Only that which Heaven treasures

will bring honour to His name.

All I Am, I Owe to My Mother

Quoting mum:

“God is love, He will never call us to anything that will harm us in the smallest of ways unless there are hidden redemptive purposes within. He is Love & can never act in contradiction to His character.

If doing His will comes with some measure of bitterness, that too serves a good and where sight fails an explanation, faith ultimately will reward in full upon our glorification.”

“Only ensure it is truly His Will & that we not only answer His call but follow His timing & His methods in fulfilling it. No half measures, hearing in the spirit but fulfilling in the flesh. That will never do.

There are many options for us to serve God, so we bargain with Him when He calls us to do the one thing we resist. We offer Him a hundred things but refuse Him the one thing He asks us for.

How foolish is the human heart, how much unbelief resides in the heart of a professing believer!”

“Since when has death become so dangerous to a child of God? Isn’t this God’s very means of translating His beloved into His bosom?

Her (Rachel’s) death should it occur as a result of obedience, exploring now the ultimate ‘loss’, will be nothing less than her greatest gain. Only the living ones who love her will suffer tremendous grief for a time.”


What Scares Me

is the thought that there may come a day when God stops entrusting His burdens to me


I couldn’t care less.

I failed to see how valuable it was to be given glimpses of Christ’s heart for the seeking, the lost and the broken.

I was too busy.

I was too occupied with my own pain and heartache.

I had too many problems and worries of my own to think about.

I was distracted, with many valid reasons – there was always commitments to work, ministry, family and friends. Time set aside for Him remained neglected, with it’s absence often unnoticed.

I was apathetic, indifferent, slothful.

That is what I fear most. To be given a chance to live for Christ, but fail at it, miserably, and worse, to not even realize it in my lifetime here on earth.

Follow Your Dreams?

I cannot find anything in Scripture that encourages us to “follow our dreams”. In fact, quite the contrary. My Bible says to “deny yourself and follow Me.”

Dying to live, seeking what is eternal, others before ourselves – that is the theme that weaves true Christianity.

Man’s wisdom is so dangerous. It is most often driven by flesh – my dreams, my goals, my ambitions, my desires.

Obedience requires faith to do what I cannot understand; to believe what may not make sense.

Follow Christ, in whom all your dreams will be fulfilled.

“For the kingdom to shine we must not seek to do great things, but seek to die great deaths. We could be heroes, if just for one day.”-R.C Sproul, Jr.

-excerpt from a sermon/book (author not recorded) in a journal entry from 2012.