A place called Grace

Just tot I'll pen down some tots that came to my mind..... I've been reminded that whatever we do.. esp as we serve God.... we should always focus on fulfilling God's agenda and not our own. Started me thinking... I wonder to myself whether have I been fulfilling God's agenda or my agenda in my service.... I guess I set out to hopefully fulfil God's agenda..... but sometimes... personal desires and agenda would creep in... e.g. I feel happy when I know that ppl r helped thru me.... and so I want to be of help to others.... is this personal agenda or fulfilling God's agenda? hahah... I think this was something that David and I spoke abt!! haha... I guess if I end up feeling unhappy if ppl dnt come to me for help... then that wld mean that I set out to fulfil my agenda... but personally, I think I'm jus glad as long as that person is taken care off... : ) I think most imptly I must keep myself focused and always remind myself that I'm merely His instrument, used by Him to do His work. The result is dependent on Him not me. If I set out to fulfil God's agenda He will empower me to bear fruit for him. If I set out to fulfil my own agenda.. I'll be using my own strength and the outcome will not be what God wants. Ok hope I'm making sense here... but anyway, I'm glad I'm reminded to always keep my focus on Him and seek to fulfil God's agenda in my life.

Been wanting to write something about Grace as well.... This has been a recurring theme for me since Dec when I started to read this book Andrew gave me a year ago... :P "What's so amazing about grace" its quite a good book and it has helped me to understand God's grace better. And when I was listening to this song by Philip, Craig and Dean: A place called grace...on the bus ride in NZ.. I almost cried....... I am jus so grateful for God to have revealed His grace to me and allowing me a taste of His goodness and grace. When I was younger, grace was more like a concept… time and time again I hear of God’s grace and sending His Son to die for my sins.. but for a long time God’s grace remains as a concept that I know but have not tasted personally.. I know its there and I know God is gracious.. but I guess at tat time it jus didn’t occur to me that I really need it… or it was that applicable to me. But God is good. He knows that I needed this personal encounter with Him so that I can truly understand his grace … The grace that I’ve heard off since young. I dono how to explain how I came to this realisation… But I guess God works in wondrous ways.. the simplest way to put it is .. I fell…. I turn my back away from him… I erred …. Maybe I was spiritually blind …. But it all seems like its part of God’s plan…. Whn I finally realise my mistake when God awaken me…. There’s nothing else I can do but to run back to him in repentance… and like wat the book says… with true repentance God will show us His grace. And the grace of God is indeed sweet!! Every time I’m reminded of what happened….. I cant help but thank God for his grace towards me and for allowing me to experience it and taste and see for myself. Its really amazing and no words can describe unless u experience it urself…

I believe for many of us who grew up as Christians since young… u may feel the same way as me …. Knowing God and His grace as a concept and not really experiencing it… afterall we do not have a dramatic testimony of conversion and stories of dramatic transformation of our life… In the past I used to feel that I’m missing out something cos I dnt hv such an experience. But God makes it happen for me in His own way .. and I’m so thankful :D

Yesterday’s BSF highlighted that…. With grace there is transformed lives… so true yah… cos’ my life was indeed transformed…. Because I’ve finally tasted His grace…. "What can I do.. but thank You… what can I do but give my life to You…but thank You and Praise You… " Help me Lord to make my life and everything I do a hallelujah to you Lord.

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A Place Called Grace – Phillips, Craig and Dean

So many years I heard it told
The story of compassion
A prodigal son who left the fold
And found no satisfaction
On my knees, Lord, I cried out to You“I’m so alone
But if there’s room in Your house for one more
I’m ready to come back home?
I know there is a place
Where arms of compassion welcome me home
Sweet mercy falls like rain
I know there’s a place called grace
So many days I’ve trusted grace
Yet I have to wonder
How many times my human strength
Has kept me from surrender
The more I learn just to lean on the cross
The more I see
When I fall, I will fall to the place
Where mercy reaches me
If it seems that my courage is strong
There’s just one reason
He’s my rock when my faith is all gone
He holds me in His arms
Gives me strength to carry on