I Am His

“Therefore let your lives prove your change of heart”

MATTHEW 3:8 (Weymouth New Testament)

I belong to Him. Deep within me, I know that’s true. But I can’t seem to live that life that just shouts this to the rooftops… what is wrong with me?

I need to think big, yes. But, Lord, let me start small. One day at a time. One breath, one heart, one gesture of love at a time. This is all I can do right now, Lord. 

See, Lord? I’m disciplining my thoughts now. I am choosing what to listen to, who to listen to. I am choosing what and who influences how I feel. I’ve turned to You, Lord. This counts, doesn’t it?

See, Lord? I used to blow up when this happens. I’m taking the time to pause and think now. That’s a step in the right decision, isn’t it, Lord?

See, Lord? I haven’t thought of that secret sin for a whole hour now. And I feel like I’m about to go crazy! Help me, Lord! I need Your help! Let my mind not slip. Let my heart not hesitate. Let my hands stay resolved. Let my feet stay firm on You – You are my only hope!

See, Lord? I am Yours. There is no uncertainty in my mind. There is no doubt in my heart. Let my thoughts reflect this. Let my words prove this. Let my decisions… my every act testify this.

My hands are clasped, Lord. My every breath is a prayer. When anyone asks, let me able to answer them without fear or shame –  

“I am His.”


“Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.”

EPHESIANS 3:20-21 (New International Version © 2011)


There is only one way for faith to die. You kill it. 

There is only one way for faith to work. You exercise it.

There is only one way for faith to be exercised. You live it.

“There is only one way for faith to die. You kill it.” When you are all alone in that hospital corridor, dizzy with the sickening stench of disinfectants and blood in your nostrils… when the only sounds you hear are the rush of the nurses’ and doctors’ feet and the terrifying beeps of life monitors… when the only people around are either the dying, the dead, the soon-to-be bereaved and the grieving… can you be faulted for killing your faith?

“There is only one way for faith to work. You exercise it.” Can it! Can you be faulted if you seek for other ways to strengthen your faith?! Can you help it if living the life of an invisible pariah is preferable to wearing your faith like a badge when you know that the moment you do so you could be labelled a freak? Bullied? And cast out? High school doesn’t end in just a day, for goodness’ sake!

“There is only one way for faith to be exercised. You live it.” Why can’t you be allowed to compromise once in a while? Or, at the very least, just this once? This one is a deal breaker! The one opportunity that you’ve worked for all your life! Does my whole life have to be a consistent living of faith? Can’t God close His eyes to this moment, just this once?

Since when is God one who can be predicted, who can be contained, and who can be rendered powerless? Since when is His desire to work in our lives thwarted by circumstances and extinguished by agony? Since when is His power to touch others been a burden to our dreams, a load that must be borne? Since when is His plan in our lives for the downgrade of our aspirations, for the worse?

Immeasurably. Why have we allowed ourselves to forget – 

His faithfulness is beyond what our minds can comprehend – He allows the rain to fall and the sun to shine on both ‘the righteous and the wicked’… both on those who believe in Him and those who do not.

His love is beyond what our hearts can fathom – it is within His power to create a new world inhabited by a new race yet He chose to sacrifice His only begotten Son to save us. 

His plans for us are beyond our imagination – time and time again, He has proven that what He has in store for us, in the end, is exponentially superior to what we could’ve possibly set for ourselves had we been supernaturally empowered ourselves.

Immeasurably. Now is there still any reason out there that’s keeping you from getting down on your knees? Have faith. Pray.

He’s Your Pastor

“Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you.”

1 PETER 5:7 (New Living Translation ©2007)


      You carry the world on your shoulders. Everyone looks to you for answers. You always seem to have them.

      But in truth, you aren’t really as strong as everybody seems to believe. Who can you turn to? For one reason or another, valid or not, you can’t seem to bring anyone suitable to mind. He’s going through too much… She’s just gotten over something… They might misunderstand…

      He’s your Pastor. 

      For those times when you feel alone in a canteen full of yelling students and food fights… He’s beside you; He’s holding your hand. 

      For those times when you don’t know who to believe, who to trust any more in that company you thought had your back… You can trust Him; He won’t spill any of your secret hurts and fears.

      For those times when you can’t seem to rise above the sea of distress and confusion at home... When it just seems to be problem after problem… His arms are waiting for you; Let Him carry you when your strength is spent and gone.

      He’s your Pastor. Give Him all your worries. There is nothing too trivial, too unimportant, too small a detail you can’t share. He won’t belittle you, laugh at you and say, “How silly! You crazy?!”

      He’s your Pastor. Give Him all your cares. There is no problem too big, too incomprehensible, too impossible for him to listen to. He won’t judge you, condemn you and declare, “What a waste! And you call yourself a…!”

      He’s your Pastor. Call on Him today, tonight. He is waiting.

John 17: Great Intercessor

“After Jesus said this, he looked toward heaven and prayed: ‘Father, the hour has come. Glorify your Son, that your Son may glorify you’”.-John 17:1 (New International Version)

After Jesus said this, he looked toward heaven and prayed… Even as the time to suffer a cursed death drew near, His only thoughts were of us: To pray for us.

“Father, the hour has come. Glorify your Son, that your Son may glorify you.  At the hour of death, as He saw through His omniscience the agony that awaited Him, His only thought was to hold true to the plan for our salvation, His crowning glory.

And now, Father, glorify me in your presence with the glory I had with you before the world began.The world saw the vision of a savior differently: A ruler with a golden crown. He saw the Savior the world needed: The Ruler crowned with the glory of thorns piercing His scalp.

I pray for them. I am not praying for the world, but for those you have given me, for they are yours.The immediate tests and persecutions were just around the corner. He called His Abba and cried out: “Remember, my Father, these You have given me—they are Yours!

My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one. We, His called, are not of this world, yet His prayer was not for us to skip through the hardships of this life. His prayer was for us to withstand the evil one…

My prayer is not for them alone. I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message… that our lives may be testimonies to those left behind that they, too, may experience the glory of His salvation.

I have made you known to them, and will continue to make you known in order that the love you have for me may be in them and that I myself may be in them.He prays ceaselessly for us, we are ever under His watchful gaze; we are ever under the umbrella of His love… we are ever held in the security of His tight embrace.

Jesus, our Great Intercessor, saw how we would hurt Him and how we would need Him. He prayed then. He came to us and chose a human life of hurt and want that He may show us how to live. He prayed then. He embraced cursed death that we may have eternal life and even as such agony drew near, His thoughts were of us. He prayed then. He prayed for those He called during His life as a Man. He prayed for those who would follow after them. And after them. And after them.

He continues to pray today. Our souls cheer in the knowledge that we are never really on our own because Jesus, our sweet Jesus, ever has us in His heart, in His prayers and in His loving gaze. Amen.