Chronicles of Benia

STORIES.REFLECTIONS.PRAYERS

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Thank you, Lord, for I can move my fingers making me able to use the keyboard.
When at that time when I just got out of the operating room, I can not move my entire body, not even my toes.
Thank you, Lord, for I can stand on my back and making me able to take a bath myself.
When at that time during the recovery, due to a foot-length wound at my back, it was the hospital aid who had to turn my body and bathed me.
Thank You, Lord, for the gift of night shift work, for I am awake and can do things freely while the rest of the world is sleeping at my zone.
Thank You, Lord, for I will come back to home tired after a day filled of completed tasks, sometimes overwhelmingly difficult tasks to be completed in a day.
When at that time, I was waiting for call-back calls from employers that I applied to.
Thank You, Lord, for reminders from my mother who constantly bugged me with calls and messages to come home early and eat my meals on time. When others long for presence of parents in their daily lives.
Thank You, Lord, for this single life, for I have freedom to do things relying on my self – made decisions. When others missed to see the gifts of freedom and envy with misery those romantic couples.
Thank You, Lord, for Your presence in every single moment of my life.
I look back today and You, Oh Lord has never ever abandoned me. You walked me through the valley of near death, the uphill of great achievement, the downhill of rejections and failures, the curves of sinful life leading me to the narrow road of righteous life.
Thank You, Lord, for your company.
May I always recognize Your big hand holding my lithe fragile hand.
Amen.

Thank you for reading.

Finding joy in this post? I would more than be thankful for your like and what more for hitting the “share” button. Happy Thanksgiving.

22/11/2018

Why We Need To Guard Our Hearts (You Worth It, Sisters)

06/10/2018



 

While I finalized the letter to a man the other night, I can’t help but think the stories of heartbreak of women caused by fear, confusion and distraction of men they spent time with.

(Dear Bro, Faced with too many options? Just choose.)

I must admit, too, that I had to stop my feeling of irritation while I wrote the letter by placing myself in his shoes. This man is seeking help and he has good intention of settling-down and raising a family. I can’t help but also welcome the idea, that maybe, just maybe he was enjoying the moment with ladies he was receiving. But, is that something to be happy about when you are opening yourself to be the most likely reason why a lady is miserable? Maybe, not. Most likely…not, specially to a man who has a good intention.

This morning, I was reminded once again of Proverbs 4:23, to guard our hearts.

Proverbs 4:23

Our heart as women listens to wisdom (logic, reasoning, understanding, guidance) when it is not overpowered by our emotions. Can I just re-write that again? WE WOMEN LISTEN TO WISDOM WHEN WE ARE NOT OVERPOWERED BY OUR EMOTIONS. If we are already, we ignore wisdom and listen only to whatever our emotions dictate us. This kind of occasion sometimes drive many to sin. “Whatever. I love him and it is all the matters”, is what normally said by adulterers. How can that be love when it is causing a family to break apart and children to suffer? Isn’t that very self-centred? Love is patient, love is kind.

(What Love Means According In The Bible)

When we guard our heart, we love life! Jealousy, bitterness, envy, lust, unforgiveness are results of our foolish decisions ignoring wisdom and these are not what the Lord had in mind when He created us. His plan is for us to prosper, not harmful and to be hopeful

(Jeremiah 29:11)

This weekend, please allow me once again to be your sister. We are sisters, we are in this together. Let’s be open to love to come along while we guard our hearts. Let’s guard how we spend our time, who we spend our time with, to what kind of person we are opening our hearts to.
Let’s remind ourselves, sisters, to that holy duty – Guard our hearts.

Dear Father In Heaven,

Once again we dare to call you Father. We are your daughters and that make us Princesses. Today, we wear our invisible and holy Tiara. We look to the mirror and we affirm to that person who is looking back at us is worth – choosing. We are valuable. We are loved. Please help us guard our hearts always with that truth.

We dedicate this weekend to You.

Amen.

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Thank you for reading.

Love and Beauty,
B
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