Moving in God’s Drumbeat

Moving in God’s drum beat seemed tiresome, as I recall how i have been in the past. I was striving, constantly trying to get ahead of Him, which should not be the case. The more I know God, the more I know His will – His good, pleasing and perfect will so we do not try to fit in anymore to the pattern of the world.

 

Pondering on Numbers 9:15-23, i learn that we go in His leading , because …

1. His presence is always felt – the “fiery cloud” by day is a Pillar of Fire at night! (v15-17 )no one can escape from that! we cannot escape from HIs presence. The more we read the Word, the clearer are His instructions.

 

2. He directs clearly – it doesnt matter whether it takes a day or two or a year , or even more.. so long as He says “stay”, we do. when He says , “go”, we take a step out of faith (v18-22) . HE also reminded me that “a day to him is like a thousand yrs, and a thousand yrs are like day..and He is not slow in keeping His promise …” (2Peter3:8)

 

3. His commands keep us secure in Him – the last verse says “At the Lord’s command they encamped, and at the Lord’s command they set out. They obeyed the Lord’s order, in accordance with his command through Moses.” (v23)- we do not fear for we put our confidence in the Lord, our Commander-in-Chief! we are secured in Him – knowing that “He is the one who knows us when we sit down or stand up..who know our thoughts even when we’re  far away.” (Ps 139:2)

 

After all these years, we seek to move by GOd’s leading, not at our own bidding. We move in His wonderful and clear drumbeat.

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My Young, Fine Miss

There was something that I missed when I officially became a “lady” at the age of 9 ( I know, I know, there’s only about  3 of us out of 10? ).. and that’s the moment when you break the news to your mom.   I remember  my family was in a transition mode – my dad resigned from a lucrative job to start a business back in his hometown, my mom stayed in the city while waiting for her job transfer request get approved to where I was – in my grandma surrounded by a teenager aunt and a bunch of uncles whose eagle-eyes  never leave you out of sight! Plus, a baby boy was added (finally!) in our brood! And the country was just as jubilant as it celebrated the 1st EDSA Revolution Anniversary.   You get the picture and I just smile thinking about that “moment” when I was no longer a little girl but a fine young lady ( as I should be). Well, as it turned out, it was my Lola who introduced me to some sort of a little handbook of miss manners as my mom was not around the big day that it happened.

Zoom to April 26, 2012 , and my eldest at 11 officially blossomed into a lady.  Yes, I have been preparing for this to happen but when I was there, I just felt ecstatic and bewildered as she was!  Yes, I even bought a book on what to expect  when your body is changing , memorize a few lines just so she would also feel at ease…but forget about all of those, when it comes, the words  just flow!

I instructed her the basics – how to change sanitary napkins, how to dispose them properly, how to wash undies, and everything else in a way that she would understand it ( I hope).  I think she’s doing pretty well, in light of the practical things that she needs to do and I believe she keeps a mental note of what I said ( after all kids have an amazing memory – err,did I just say ‘’kid’’?!).   But above all of these crazy rituals and mom-daughter talks, this instruction far outweighs them all :

“ Don’t let anyone think less of you because you are young. Be an example to all believers in what you say, in the way you live, in your love, your faith, and your purity. “

What Paul said to Timothy (1 Timothy 4:16) still holds true today – the little book of miss manners is summed up in this verse .  Praying my young lady grows up in the knowledge and fear of the Lord, living a godly life and keeping herself pure – in thoughts, words and deeds.  I told her, nothing is more valuable than being a woman after God’s own heart.  Her nod and smile comforted me, so I just leave all things to Him, the Maker of this amazingly wonderful, mortal body.

‘’You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.”

(Psalm 139:13-16)