Just thought I'd write for today's devotion… I just woke up quite early in my opinion. And why do I do that? Well tomorrow is Sunday which is the Lord's Day/Sabbath day. It's funny how the Lord works. I think if not for Him, I wouldn't want to sacrifice my precious sleep hehe
I digress.
Anyways. These last few days I've been pondering about this verse:
Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one receives the prize? So run that you may obtain it.
Every athlete exercises self-control in all things. They do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable.
So I do not run aimlessly; I do not box as one beating the air.
But I discipline my body and keep it under control, lest after preaching to others I myself should be disqualified. 1 Corinthians 9:24-27
I guess what I'm saying is that recently I've lacked discipline quite badly. Yet the Lord reminded me this verse through a dream that had me shocked to be honest. To which I realized that I need to keep my self under control. So that I may aim for the upward call of Christ to my life.
As C.S Lewis would say,
Aim at heaven and you will get earth thrown in. Aim at earth and you get neither.
Thank You O Lord for helping me in my weakest moments. When I doubt myself, you remind me to lift my head once more…
But you, O LORD, are a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head. Psalm 3:3
I sometimes wonder if I'm doing the right thing or doing anything of significance. Yet You remind O Lord that You are my shield and my glory. And that what I'm doing matters just like the humble life of Augustine who kept on being faithful…
A Most Influential Life
Augustine died in the knowledge that a few days later the barbarians would enter Hippo—which they were besieging at the time—and he must have feared that his life’s work would go up in flames. Things did not turn out quite as badly as that, but there was to be no lasting legacy of his labors in Hippo. No great basilica with his name carved into it. No academic chair dedicated to his memory. Not even a park bench with a plaque saying that his estate had paid for it.
To the naked eye, there was nothing. Yet as we know, what must have appeared then as a fairly insignificant ministry in a provincial town became the backdrop for the most productive life any theologian in the Western world has ever lived. Generations of Christians who would never go anywhere near Hippo would read what Augustine wrote in the hot and dusty chambers that were his earthly dwelling place, and would marvel at his gifts and intellect.
More than that, they would be moved—as we still are—by his passion for Christ, and would go away from his writings more determined than ever to walk in the way mapped out for them by God.
Dear Lord,...
Thank You for another day, when I see the snippets of insights You show me, I am continually amazed. How Augustine's seemingly insignificant ministry is truly significant in Thy eyes. The secret things belong to the LORD our God, but the things that are revealed belong to us and to our children forever, that we may do all the words of this law. Deuteronomy 29:29.
Lord, thank You for revealing Your glorious glory 上帝荣耀 , I wonder why You keep on trusting me even though I keep failing You. And yet You are gracious O Lord even now. Forevermore will I praise You for all You've done through the precious sacrifice of Jesus Christ. Please give me strength O Lord and fire through the Holy Spirit. I need it. And please help me again. And again and again. I can't wait to meet You one day from now. Where I may enter Your embrace and bow in Your midst. Praising You for You are more than worthy… Soli Deo Gloria…
In Jesus' name I pray. Amen.
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