Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Monday, May 7, 2012
Third Post in a Day
Hold on to me sweet Jesus. Never let me go, never let me go, never let me go.
Please.
Please.
Unchartered Territories, Unexplored Terrains
I spent a while looking back at old blog posts from May 2010 and May 2011 today. And.. I am quite amazed, and very encouraged. It's always nice to look back and see the hand of God over the story of my life. And in line with a thought that's been in my head for a while now - Where would I be without You? I really wonder how different those blog posts would have been if God wasn't in my life then. Where would I be now?
But other than that, I love reading about the dreams and passions I had then, and knowing that it hasn't changed, that my heart still skips a beat for the same things, all that has changed is my capacity to dream and believe in those dreams. God has just been expanding me like crazy, and I find myself daring to believe for greater things now.
It's always nice to have that girl encourage me though. The girl I once was. The girl who became who I am now.
God's got more. I know it. I know it, and I feel it in my spirit.
It was pretty great reading about old memories too, like that it was Ivan who saw my SPM results slip for me back in college and had to deal with crying blubbering me (Thanks Ivan, I totally forgot :P). I read about my adventures in MADU at Tengku Budriah, and thought of Sabrina, the girl who was closest to me while I was there. I wonder how she is doing now. I read about how I felt when Daly and Samuel left for America, and remembered little Moses, I wonder where he is now. I miss all my opportunities to serve the underprivileged in 2010, but I suppose, God just has a different bunch of people He wants me to bless now. 2011 was more of a difficult year for me, but I read about the first time us girls in ULU 13 shared in the room upstairs, and remembered how I was SO BLESSED by that time. I read about the lessons I had learnt, and read a lot of old post bits I re-quoted and relearned lessons from last May. I remembered my trip to Berwick, and I think what hit me the most, is how God is just SO GOOD to me.
"When the day comes where I stand before Jesus face to face, and look into His eyes which can see the deepest, darkest recesses of my heart, I want him to see that every breath, every passion, and every dream that I had was given to Him and for His kingdom."
-Pastor Tim Hall
Love,
Candice
But other than that, I love reading about the dreams and passions I had then, and knowing that it hasn't changed, that my heart still skips a beat for the same things, all that has changed is my capacity to dream and believe in those dreams. God has just been expanding me like crazy, and I find myself daring to believe for greater things now.
It's always nice to have that girl encourage me though. The girl I once was. The girl who became who I am now.
God's got more. I know it. I know it, and I feel it in my spirit.
It was pretty great reading about old memories too, like that it was Ivan who saw my SPM results slip for me back in college and had to deal with crying blubbering me (Thanks Ivan, I totally forgot :P). I read about my adventures in MADU at Tengku Budriah, and thought of Sabrina, the girl who was closest to me while I was there. I wonder how she is doing now. I read about how I felt when Daly and Samuel left for America, and remembered little Moses, I wonder where he is now. I miss all my opportunities to serve the underprivileged in 2010, but I suppose, God just has a different bunch of people He wants me to bless now. 2011 was more of a difficult year for me, but I read about the first time us girls in ULU 13 shared in the room upstairs, and remembered how I was SO BLESSED by that time. I read about the lessons I had learnt, and read a lot of old post bits I re-quoted and relearned lessons from last May. I remembered my trip to Berwick, and I think what hit me the most, is how God is just SO GOOD to me.
"When the day comes where I stand before Jesus face to face, and look into His eyes which can see the deepest, darkest recesses of my heart, I want him to see that every breath, every passion, and every dream that I had was given to Him and for His kingdom."
-Pastor Tim Hall
Love,
Candice
Friday, May 4, 2012
On Destiny
Today I found out that one of my oldest friends back from about standard 1 or 2 maybe (though we aren't really close at all anymore) has started a band with some of her friends, touring places and making a name for themselves. Though like I said, we don't talk anymore, it still does give me a small sense of pride to see her success and know that I used to know her back when she tied two pigtails to school. I remember what her mum looks like. I remember her considering dreams of being a superstar but deciding at one point that it was too impossible, but now.. wow. :)
This journey that we all take, different and unique, really just amazes me. People that started off the race with me have all taken separate routes by now, and the earliest close friends I have go back to form 2/3 only. But to look back, and see where they have ended up.. just.. don't you find it incredible too? Everyone's growing up and becoming who they want to be in life.
Pastor Tim Hall said in service that day, that over the next few months there will be such a sense of destiny. It was like a really powerful moment when he said it last week too. And I'm excited. I mean, I think for a few years now I have known what I really want to do with my life, and have it confirmed by prophetic words too. It's a pretty cool feeling, watching it all tie together. But I want more. More of God, more revelations, bigger dreams to dare invade my mind, more challenges to conquer and to tap into more of the power of the Holy Spirit and witness the most amazing of miracles happen.
I've been reading this book by Wayne Cordreiro called The Dream Releasers, and one of the things he said was that dreams often take the scenic route, and not the highway. Looking back at my own life, I thought about how true that is. How the dreams that I've carried in my pocket for a while now are still tucked away, awaiting a holy release from God when I'm ready. But God is good. With promises coming true already, and a first release in less than two months, I'm really eager to see how my life pans out actually. It's scary as anything, and so exhausting, and every other day a part of me whispers I can't do this anymore.. but one thing I hold on to is this, for this my Father in Heaven promised.
Philippians 1:6
- "being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ"
A part of me has been questioning, what next after this adventure? What next, God? This has been the goal for so long, what will my life head towards next?
And I hear His still voice say..
This is only the beginning.
Love and blessings,
Candice
This journey that we all take, different and unique, really just amazes me. People that started off the race with me have all taken separate routes by now, and the earliest close friends I have go back to form 2/3 only. But to look back, and see where they have ended up.. just.. don't you find it incredible too? Everyone's growing up and becoming who they want to be in life.
Pastor Tim Hall said in service that day, that over the next few months there will be such a sense of destiny. It was like a really powerful moment when he said it last week too. And I'm excited. I mean, I think for a few years now I have known what I really want to do with my life, and have it confirmed by prophetic words too. It's a pretty cool feeling, watching it all tie together. But I want more. More of God, more revelations, bigger dreams to dare invade my mind, more challenges to conquer and to tap into more of the power of the Holy Spirit and witness the most amazing of miracles happen.
I've been reading this book by Wayne Cordreiro called The Dream Releasers, and one of the things he said was that dreams often take the scenic route, and not the highway. Looking back at my own life, I thought about how true that is. How the dreams that I've carried in my pocket for a while now are still tucked away, awaiting a holy release from God when I'm ready. But God is good. With promises coming true already, and a first release in less than two months, I'm really eager to see how my life pans out actually. It's scary as anything, and so exhausting, and every other day a part of me whispers I can't do this anymore.. but one thing I hold on to is this, for this my Father in Heaven promised.
Philippians 1:6
- "being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ"
A part of me has been questioning, what next after this adventure? What next, God? This has been the goal for so long, what will my life head towards next?
And I hear His still voice say..
This is only the beginning.
Love and blessings,
Candice
On Living
"My motto in life is to "Die empty!" I aim to give the graveyard nothing but a vacant carcass of a used-up life. I want the words on my tombstone to read "Empty!" Nothing left. No more gas.
I know of one person who died empty - Paul the apostle. "For I am already being poured out as a drink offering," he wrote,"and the time of my departure has come. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith" (2 Tim 4:6-7)
By the time God called Paul home, his fuel gauge had just hit empty. God was about to shake the cup because like the coffee slogan, the apostle was good to the very last drop.
The greatest example of dying empty, of course, is the Lord Jesus Himself. On the cross He was about to shout "It is finished!"
I want to die empty!"
- Wayne Cordeiro, in The Dream Releasers
I know of one person who died empty - Paul the apostle. "For I am already being poured out as a drink offering," he wrote,"and the time of my departure has come. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith" (2 Tim 4:6-7)
By the time God called Paul home, his fuel gauge had just hit empty. God was about to shake the cup because like the coffee slogan, the apostle was good to the very last drop.
The greatest example of dying empty, of course, is the Lord Jesus Himself. On the cross He was about to shout "It is finished!"
I want to die empty!"
- Wayne Cordeiro, in The Dream Releasers
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Quotes of (Last Night)
Came back to Clayton with two of the FUNNIEST boys ever. Gotta give them credit though, they were so kind to help me carry my hobo bag with all my groceries, because the stupid strap broke and you had to hold it like those brown paper bags. These were my top three favourite quotes of the night:
Daren: The last time you took my picture, it came out so ugly!
Qui: That's because you are ugly.
(Daren buying two ice-creams at McDonalds)
Me: Is that both for you??
Daren: No, one for me and one for Qui.
Me: OHHH.
Daren: I could eat ten though, I just can't hold ten ice-cream cones.
Qui: So nice that you guys have a TV to watch at home.
Me: I don't even watch the TV we have at home.
Qui: You don't need to watch TV, cause your house is already like a TV show.
Daren: The last time you took my picture, it came out so ugly!
Qui: That's because you are ugly.
(Daren buying two ice-creams at McDonalds)
Me: Is that both for you??
Daren: No, one for me and one for Qui.
Me: OHHH.
Daren: I could eat ten though, I just can't hold ten ice-cream cones.
Qui: So nice that you guys have a TV to watch at home.
Me: I don't even watch the TV we have at home.
Qui: You don't need to watch TV, cause your house is already like a TV show.
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