I just suddenly had a funny memory of remembering this little IKEA stool that I used to have with me back in Brisbane. I thought it was really pretty when I first saw it sitting at the shelves during my furniture shopping days before I moved into my own unit. By the looks of it, it just gave me this warm, happy feeling and so appealing to my eyes. I will just call him (don't mind me, I just thought it should be a "he" because of it's sturdiness that serves as its masculine effect. LOL..) Mammut, just like how IKEA calls him. It was AUD9.99 for one, then. Those were the days when I only had my mattress without the bed frames since never thought there's a need for one. It has indeed served me greatly as a bedside table where I used to conveniently rest my bible/books on after a good read before I hit the sack every night. My Dell laptop used to sit on it when used to work by my bed. It also served as my "shepherding session" table when Mel used to come over and we'll both be sitting on the carpeted floor with Mammut placed between the both of us as I rest my notebook on him scribbling down notes. I spent most of my quiet-time with him too. Times when I knelt before the Lord and rested my eldows on him to pray, times when I was inspired to scribble down notes, thoughts, aspirations, hopes, dreams.... Mammut's been a great company....ahh, those were fond memories.
Couldn't bring Mammut 1 & 2(yeah, I had 2 of them.... I like extras for the things I love... hehe! ) with me when I left Brissy so I gave them away to good, trusty hands. One's with my ex-fluffy sheep. Stuck a note at the bottom of it sharing my blessings that this stool will continue to serve as a sturdy notebook-supporter during shepherding times with her future sheeps~!! The other one should be supporting.... Didi's keyboard, me thinks! Unless it went elsewhere... *LoL*. Di, Any new songs composed lately, dear? I wanna hear! :P
Kinda miss having Mammut around me. Maybe this can stay in my Christmas wish-list for now. =)
I had a very unusual experience just last night. Something in my heart felt burdensome. I couldn't really describe what is this that's trying to cry out of my head. I feel like I am tapped out. Pick your metaphor of mental and physical exhaustion and that’s me. Whenever I start to feel this way, it's funny but I feel that this feeling just builds up its intensity on its own. I know I haven't been sharing much lately, there's so much to say but few that words can speak of it all. Over the recent months, God has placed a certain burden in my heart to initiate something. I am not sure how, where, and when... I have thinking so much about it till seems like carrying this "load" has really consumed me and I feel like I've sucked myself dry. I was so unaware of what I got myself into until I started to talk it out with a friend and thank God for awesome brothers and sisters in Christ who are there to really pinch me out of my ignorant attitude of taking matters into my own hands.
God truly is in the business of working through his people to accomplish seemingly impossible tasks. Indeed it's about shaping of personality characteristics, experiences and downfalls etc that prepares one for His purpose. I am drawn and inspired by the character of Nehemiah when he had such a great burden and concern about the fate of Jerusalem. Yes, the need to rebuild the walls of Jerusalem but right from the beginning to the end, he sought the Lord through prayers for help. Prayer is indeed still that fundamental untwisted-by-man's ways in releasing His plans and purposes. I've been reminded that prayer and actions go hand and hand. Through prayer, God will guide our preparation, teamwork , and diligent efforts to carry out His will.
I have learned my lesson. Surrender is the word. I have released this matter back to God with a prayer. Don't overtake God, slow down, listen to your navigator before hitting the accelerator. Let Him lead and only then His plan will prevail. Speak when the time is right, for your servant will be listening. Amen.
I just suddenly had a funny memory of remembering this little IKEA stool that I used to have with me back in Brisbane. I thought it was really pretty when I first saw it sitting at the shelves during my furniture shopping days before I moved into my own unit. By the looks of it, it just gave me this warm, happy feeling and so appealing to my eyes. I will just call him (don't mind me, I just thought it should be a "he" because of it's sturdiness that serves as its masculine effect. LOL..) Mammut, just like how IKEA calls him. It was AUD9.99 for one, then. Those were the days when I only had my mattress without the bed frames since never thought there's a need for one. It has indeed served me greatly as a bedside table where I used to conveniently rest my bible/books on after a good read before I hit the sack every night. My Dell laptop used to sit on it when used to work by my bed. It also served as my "shepherding session" table when Mel used to come over and we'll both be sitting on the carpeted floor with Mammut placed between the both of us as I rest my notebook on him scribbling down notes. I spent most of my quiet-time with him too. Times when I knelt before the Lord and rested my eldows on him to pray, times when I was inspired to scribble down notes, thoughts, aspirations, hopes, dreams.... Mammut's been a great company....ahh, those were fond memories.
hand. Through prayer, God will guide our preparation, teamwork , and diligent efforts to carry out His will.
