Thoughts

I've learned to cry out to God through songs and poetry since my youth. Many times I didn't receive a direct intervention from above, yet my soul was constantly crying out for peace, comfort and redress. The silence didn't deter me from pleading to the Lord. My theology that time was child-like; there weren't many doubts, I just believed. Life was simple then unlike today. What have we become? How will we cope?

This was how I started, it may not be how you started for we are all different. But one thing is remains. The change resulted in the wakening of the conscience to the Lord's word. There is nothing since the fall of man that God's word doesn't have an answer for, unless u ask the wrong question. Those who ask the wrong questions think only about themselves. Those who ask the right questions are those who want to know him more, because that is what we are created for - not exclusively to indulge in ourselves, but to indulge joyfully in Christ!

Today I am listening, today I am learning. There isn't a thought that I've arrived. I shudder at that thought, which I once held high (due to my ignorance). But I press on to know Him more! I press on to be more and more in His image.