Archive for November, 2008

November 27, 2008

Things I’m Thankful For


God’s Word – we are studying 2Samuel in our family devotions and we are at the place where David invited Mephibosheth, the son of Jonathan to sit at his table even though he was a cripple (Chapter 8). We all took away a valuable lesson from that and I want to share:

Sometimes in life, we are crippled and disabled by circumstances and events, some of our making and others way beyond us; but as children of the Most High, we will reach the fullness of our potential (that is the fullness of His plans for us) even though it might take a while in human reckoning. God has a purpose for each of our lives and though things may seem delayed, His timing is ALWAYS perfect.

Now, if that was not a lesson to hold on to, I don’t know what is!

Joy – I am not just talking happiness, even though I am happy but deep joy within me. I have been bubbling over with joy for some time now; I am just so happy to be alive! Funny, I have added some weight and I am someone who usually obsesses about her weight, but for once, it does not even bother me. OK, not that much anyway. I feel sad sometimes, and disgruntled; but even in my deepest sadness there is joy inside of me.

Answered Prayers – I wrote some days ago about how I was going to start praying for some particular things that had remained unprayed for, and then soon as I prayed for one of them I got my answer that very day! Amazing!! I’m still in shock about how fast God chose to answer that prayer.
Bee Stings – Oh yea, I got stung by a bee, inside the house! My arm is all swollen and I feel remarkably like the cartoon character, Popeye the Sailor Man. But the good thing is I got the sting out on time and aside from some discomfort, I’m A-okay!

High Calling Blogs – I just joined and I’m glad! I think I am really going to have a lot of fun meeting newHighCallingBlogs.com Christian Blog Network bloggers, reading different perspectives and just generally interacting.

Birthdays – last week was mine and it was nice knowing that I’d made it through another year of my life. I still feel like I have not achieved anything – but then I feel that way every birthday.

My Sweetheart – He was around to spend some time with my family and I – especially since it was my birthday last week. But a funny thing happened; the morning after he arrived, my dad had to go away on a missions trip high into some mountains. And my sweetheart just upped and went with him; I can tell you that my dad was overwhelmed. They spent four hours climbing up into the heart of the mountains where there are people who live far from civilization. They have no electricity, no running water, no contact whatsoever with the everyday conveniences we take so much for granted. It was a wonderful experience from what I heard and I’ve begged him to write about it for this blog.

Jesus – when I think of the many people out there who do not know him and who do not have the hope which knowing him has given me, I feel sorry. Jesus has been the best thing to happen to me and I am thankful each day for his love and mercies.

Family – I got visits from my mum’s sister and her cousin. It’s nice to have older women who are friends and who I can go to for godly advice.

November 23, 2008

Aborted Plans, Failed Goals, Hope For Next Year


We are headed towards the last month in the year and it is time for all those reviews. At least t is supposedhope-rainbow-background-thumb_medium to be the time for the reviews but I am very reluctant to go through a list of my ‘achievements’ and failures for the year. A lot of people for this reason have quit making New Year Resolutions. I do not particularly believe in them myself, but I try each year to make goals for the next year. When I was little, my mum would ask my brothers and I to make lists of what we wanted to achieve in the New Year and include the dates by which we hoped to achieve the items on the list. Then we had to give her a copy of each list so that she could pray on it. That certainly got me into the habit of making goals for the year. I have them written down and what I read is not very pleasant. I cannot banish the taste of failure from my mouth.

I guess quite a number of people feel that way. Like there is no point making goals anymore. I was sorely tempted to forgo the whole process this year. But you see, my year has not been all failure. I did attain some set goals, and some that I did not even realize where goals. So many wonderful things happened to me this year…if 2007 was my worst year ever (and it was), then 2008 has been one of the best years of my life.

I heard somewhere that in biblical terms, 7 was significant of perfection. I could not understand why 2007 was so awful because I felt that ‘perfection’ was an end. But I got to comprehend that perfection is not an end but a process. For silver (or gold) to attain perfection, it had to be in the hottest part of the fire. 2007 for me was the hottest part of the fire.

This year, I got to glimpse a bit of the benefits of that process. Oh the process has in no means ended but this year was definitely better. So I am going to set goals for 2009. I have decided to not give up on myself despite the fact that most times I fall short of expectations – mine and God’s. I read this piece on wdfavour.com:

Do you feel so inadequate, and so incompetent to deal with daily responsibilities and challenges?
Does the thought of your unfulfilled goals, unrealized dreams, thwarted ambitions, and uncompleted projects make you begin to feel sad, and you want to quit and run away from it all?

Never forget this: there’s enough power in you to see you through!

No matter how you feel, don’t give up.
Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
Brighter days are ahead of you.
If you don’t quit, you’ll live to see God’s intervention in the affairs of your life; you’ll live to see the tide turn in your favor.
Put the next leg forward.
Move on.
Hold on.
Don’t give up on yourself!
(Courtesy http://wdfavour.com)

They are not my words, but they spoke to me like they came from the deepest parts of me. So maybe I have uncompleted projects, well the year is not even over yet and there is still 2009.

November 21, 2008

Unprayed For…


Last week’s café chat asked about the things we do not pray about. I took a deep breath and decided not to write on that. But yesterday was my birthday; I am 27. As I become a year older, I am forced to look into me and acknowledge the things I have either neglected or refused to pray about. They are many.

There are several reasons why I refused to pray about some stuff that have been bothering me for some time. The primary reason I guess, has been pride. I ask myself why I have to pray about THAT. But a lot of it is not pride…it is resignation. Each year, I have a list of stuff I want to achieve before the year ends; then the year ends and there’s a new list – with the old stuff on it. I guess after a while, I get tired of praying about the same things over and over again.

There are so many things I refuse to pray about – especially concerning my fiancé and I. I really don’t want to get into the details. The problem is that I seem to have some preconceived notions about what our relationship should contain and when I do not see what I’m expecting to see I get disappointed. Now, I was taught to tell God about my disappointments and expectations and I usually do; but when it comes to this I just feel that there are some things I should not have to pray about. If my prayers are answered, I will keep wondering if he would have done those things if I did not ask God to make him. I don’t know if I’m making sense because sometimes I don’t even make sense to myself.

But this year is going to be different … I will pray. I will hold nothing too small to pray about. I think when a person gets a little older pride does not seem much of a companion. I need help and I’m going to ask for it. It does not matter if I have to ask God to get the kind of reaction I would like to get – actually it does matter. But I suppose I can always ask God to make it matter a little less. I read a blog post this morning that really encouraged me; what I took away was that I was not to give up on myself. And I think that is why praying about stuff was hard for me – I think I had given up.

My desire for my life:

The peace that passes understanding.still_waters_wallpaper

Psalm 23 says that He leads me beside still waters…waters that will not ruffle me or drown me. That is what I want this year-peace and fulfillment. To remind myself, I got this wallpaper which is presently on the desktop of my laptop and I would really love to share it with you. Just use the right click button on the image and choose “save image as”, then choose a location on your hard drive and save it. I believe in giving on my birthday; I hope it brings as much joy to you as it does me.

November 17, 2008

Imperfect Perfection


King David in the Bible was an awesome man. Two things in particular made him a man to admire: the first was the way he always asked God what to do and the second was how he never committed the same sin twice. Yet I just recently discovered he had feet of clay. Oh I’ve known that the man was not perfect, far from it. But I saw him as a man who sinned and when convicted, totally repented without going back to that sin again. But guess what else I found out? The guy had six sons from six different women and was still causing trouble over a sixth! Can you imagine that? And the Bible went to great lengths to let us know that the sons were all from different women. My dad always says that no word in the Bible is superfluous.

What that signified to me was that David had a problem with the women…he loved women! I would even dare to say he might have been slightly promiscuous. In other words, he was as human as you and I; he had his foibles and his weaknesses. Yet he was called a man after God’s own heart!

When I read that part of the Bible I felt giddy with exhilaration. Words cannot express the relief I felt. Like a huge burden had been rolled off my shoulder; I did not have to be perfect; I did not have to be a saint. It did not mean I could go about sinning whenever I felt like, it just meant that if I did sin (and the Bible makes it clear that I would), then I did not need to beat myself up every time. If I was so good I would not need Jesus and boy do I need him!

The Lord looks at the heart; he understands more than we give him credit. I guess that is why he admonishes us to not judge. David was far from perfect but God saw that he had a heart that longed to please God. That encourages me. I long after God, I yearn to please him. I often fall short but that is why I need Jesus, to help me. His is working on my inside so that my words and my actions align gradually to the person he is slowly creating.

November 13, 2008

Unposting my novel


I’ve been thinking a lot, especially about this novel I’m doing for the NaNoWriMo08. While it is nice and enjoyable, I think it’s cluttering up my blog; that was not the intention when I first started this blog. So I’m seriously thinking about discontinuing the novel on this blog. I’ll keep writing, I just will not post it. Maybe I’ll start a new blog for it; I don’t know yet – I already have quite a number of blogs anyway. I’ll post the last part of Chapter 5, but that’s it.

Thank you all so much for reading. If you would like to know how the story goes, you could leave a comment here with your email address or send me a mail to sharon{dot}famonure{at}gmail.com with Halima as the subject and I’ll send them to your in box. On the alternative, let me know if you would prefer a new blog for the story. Thanks once again!

November 13, 2008

Halima – Chapter 5 Part 2


She bent over the cot and gazed at the sleeping baby “sleeping beauty” she cooed “oh she’s so beautiful! How could anyone throw you away sweetheart?” I felt my chest constrict as she went on “and such a beauty too. We’ll have to stop thinking and actually go get that gun hmm? Sweetie pie… those boys will not be able to stay away will they?” and she went on cooing to the sleeping baby for a few more minutes before she turned and sat on the extra chair next to me.

I blinked the tears away from my eyes and bowed my head. I did not know how I was going to bear losing this girl. I felt my mum’s fingers as she lifted my chin and stared into my eyes.

“Baby girl,” she began gently “do you know what you are doing?”

I sighed. It was a question I had repeatedly asked myself and I still could not find an answer. “Ma, I know I only saw this girl for the first time in my life a few days ago, but I love her more than my life!” I said fiercely.

She kept my gaze for a while then nodded and let go of my chin. “You should have been a mother several times over by now.”

“Ma please I really don’t want to talk about that.” I pleaded.

She sighed to show she understood and stretched out her hand to take mine in hers. “What did the Social Welfare people say?” she asked

“Mrs Kalif said that they are looking for a wet nurse for her.”

“After that?” she prodded

“Then they will put her with a foster mother until they can find someone to adopt her.”

“Did you let her know you are interested in adopting the baby?

I nodded “But she said there are a lot of couples who have a stable home life and are desperate to adopt a baby. She said the waiting list is a mile long and I really should not get my hopes up.”

“Oh sweetheart.” She gently squeezed my hand “she is right you know.”

“I know ma, but shouldn’t there be an exception for someone who has first dibs? I found her ma!” I was almost wailing, but I kept my voice down.

“First dibs?” my mum asked with a frown “You do not get first dibs with a human being girl.” She scolded

I sighed “I know ma and I’m sorry. I’m just so discouraged.”

She used her free hand to pat my cheeks “chin up love, you will get through this.”

She was right. Whatever the outcome, I would get through it. But I would give it my best shot.