True Freedom

I’ve been learning during my quiet time for the past few weeks about the meaning of true freedom. Truly being free does not mean having the privilege to do anything that we want. If that were the meaning of it, then I should’ve been “delivered” during that season of my life when I was literally YOLO-ing everyday. Only, I wasn’t. When I was in some season of self-rule and following whatever my flesh wants, I was even more so enslaved. I was a slave to sin, a slave to my flesh. I could do “anything that I want” but in reality, I was controlled by my human nature.

In Jesus though, we find true freedom because we get removed from all entanglements with the flesh. We need NOT follow our human nature anymore. Rather, we are free to love, free to follow, free to serve–all while we are living in joy and peace.

May you find freedom today.

via Daily Prompt: Release

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John 14:27

I’ve been complaining for the past two weeks about how tired I am with everything that’s happening. I’m used to all this crazy running around, but my plate has never been as full as it is now. I am honestly so overwhelmed, but I am trying so hard to be calm and collected on the outside as I know that a lot of people are “looking at me”. I don’t want to bring discouragement to those I work with.

Today though, I felt an intense sense of unrest. I started palpitating, and I feel like my brain ran a marathon with how agitated it is. I rummaged Youtube for a worship song that can calm me down and I remembered Steffany Gretzinger’s Letting Go. It’s a lovely song, but I did not get appeased because I just ended up singing along. Through some stroke of God’s divine intervention though, Youtube auto-played (I normally hate it when that happens) and I ended up listening to same artist’s song called Cecie’s Lullaby. How timely it is for me to hear this song for the first time today of all days! Listening to it on loop feels like hearing God sing John 14:27 to me over and over again.

Here are the song’s lyrics:

Call my name
And I will answer/listen
All you need
It’s here inside my arms
Just breathe/sleep
And you’ll be safe and sound with me

No one knows you better than me
No one’s been a better friend

So rock-a-bye baby
Come and rest
You’ve been tired lately
Lay your head down
Don’t you think, baby
I know best
I’ve been a father
For a long time

What a blessing. It’s just so awesome and is such a blessing when someone makes utter sense and puts into perfect words what you want to say, or what you need to hear.

In addition to me stumbling upon this song, I also found another video while looking for a “live” version. There’s this clip of a mom singing to her newborn baby who seems to be sick and stuck with lots of medical apparatus. Here’s a link so you can see it for yourself:

I just bawled when I saw this. Other than feeling compassion for the baby (whom I hope is doing better now!!! huhuhu), I imagined myself in the position of the child with God singing to me like the mother. He sees how bruised and tired and wounded we are, and He is just overflowing with love for us and wants us to trust Him that’s He’s got this–He knows what’s best for us. And, though I forget it sometimes, I personally believe that seeing us hurt also breaks the Lord’s heart (Psalm 24:18). So yes, Meki. Trust God when He says that you can find your rest in Him.

Act of Random Kindness

My younger sister invited me to eat at Krung Thai today. It’s the best Thai place in Marikina, and probably in Metro Manila, and I was of course was not gonna say no. We had a great meal and felt so full after eating Tom Ka, Pad Thai and Thai Bagoong Rice.

We couldn’t find a jeepney in front of the restaurant so we had to walk all the way to the terminal to find some mode of transportation. While walking and talking about buying some cake at Red Ribbon, we passed by a homeless man. Just three or four steps after seeing this man, my sister and I surprisingly grabbed each other and exclaimed that we could not ignore the man and had to buy him some food. We turned around, rushed inside the Red Ribbon store, and bought empanada for the homeless man. Upon stepping out, the thing I feared came true. He was gone. We walked back to the corner to check if he was around but did not see him. We decided to go forward and look for him along the way as we knew that he couldn’t have gone far yet as he had crutches. True enough, we found him outside 7-11. Before handing him the food, we thought of what to say and decided to go with: “God bless you and God loves you.” And sure enough, that’s what we did.

This story is in no way to brag about how kind we are. Honestly, we pass by hundreds of homeless people and probably ignore a majority of them–always paralyzed by the fear that they are just some part of a syndicate. This instance was special though, as it came with an inner nudge/push to actually help. I just got reminded about the importance of not ignoring these little signs and signals. Obeying the Spirit to do these acts of random kindness can mean the world to someone else.