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Refuse To Be Locked

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I refuse and hate to be locked
Within my physical and mental limitations
In Christ’s love and strength I can flourish.

~ Tojiru Yoshiko


Inspiration On: Sunday, 21 June 2015

Losing self and realizing my physical and mental limitation is connected to autism, I hate to be cocooned to do certain things. When I think back how The Lord Jesus Christ reveals Himself to me and receiving Him into my life, I believe He can help me to overcome my weaknesses. God bless you all for reading my poetry to minister.

Secret

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Secret

Secret


Inspiration On: Friday, 8 November 2013 at 8:30am to 11:45pm
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 16 November 2013 at 1:45pm

When I was pondering about truth being hidden as secret, it is always a painful experience etched deeply in heart and mind. Therefore, the ingrained hurts are hidden and painful experiences.

Cutting Words

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Cut! Cut! Cut!
Attempting to explain
Cut! Cut! Cut!
Attempting to explain
To seek the truth
By asking my son’s stance
Instead of assuming
Assuming he wriggles like a dog
In front of his grandma’s door

Cut! Cut! Cut!
This irked me to the core
Cutting my words
To justify her actions
Cutting my words
Insisting her own mindset
Insisting her own way
Babbling like a train
Instead of peaceful discussion
Cutting my words
With her ears closed
With her mouth closed
With her eyes closed
Refusing to listen
Refusing to see
The right perspective

How many times
Do our hearts are
Closed to God’s love
Closed to see God
Closed to find rest
In Jesus Christ?


Inspiration On: Tuesday, 25 June 2013 at 11:30pm

This kind of conversation irritated me for keeping on cutting my explanation instead of listening after she blabbered. She was furious of revenge from her grandson to hit back. She was angry for him to hit his own dad.

When I probed my son and asked caringly, he responded he hit his dad playfully. His dad often played with him acting like a bad guy so he wanted to play that with his dad. Unexpectedly, she hit him for doing so and the revenge occurred. Heated arguments with my son and disciplined him, but he dashed to my mother out of fear.

Small to Mountain

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This sharing may sound quite absurd and extreme. This was during my teenage years when I was 17 years old and pre-believer phase of life. Playing cards is fun with my family. Whoever loses will shuffle the cards and/or drink water. But when I play with my friends, the one who lose will drink water. After three rounds, they choose to play with money by betting ten cents. The winner will get ten cents from every player. From then on, I refuse to join whenever it involves money. So I just sat there and watch them play. This is because I feel that gambling starts from small.

Sin also starts from small. Saving money also starts from small amounts. Small amounts accumulated consistently will make a big mountain.

With the rise of casino in a few countries such as Los Angelos, Macau, Malaysia Genting, and recently Singapore, don’t we need to take extra- measure of carefulness and vigilance to guard our heart and mind? What do you all think?