Mark 15:38: “Then the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom.”

That which symbolized separation and unworthiness. You tore it.

From top to bottom.

You initiated the whole thing. We tried to pull at the threads at the bottom but we were completely unable to do what was required.

But it could only be torn because your Son was torn.

His flesh-ripped.
Hair pulled from his face.

Your tearing brings my wholeness.

Yet it’s ironic how they were not willing to tear his outer garment. They ploughed his skin but cast lots for his coat.

This world and its value system I’ll never understand.

You allowed yourself to be torn from your Son so you could be joined with us.

Your love I will never understand.

Heb 10:19-20: “Therefore, brethren, having boldness to enter the Holiest by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way which He consecrated for us, through the veil, that is, His flesh.”


Where my soul will be satisfied…

…when I see your face
…when I feel your embrace
…when I will know as I am known

I cannot wait for that day.

Until then,
I live with a holy dissatisfaction
With a divine frustration
Until I see the One I love,
The One who loves me just as I am in the middle of this earthly mess
The One whose love will carry me through to that place

…where my soul will be satisfied.


“People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered; Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, they may accuse you of being selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway. If you are successful you will win some false friends and true enemies; Succeed anyway. If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; Be honest and frank anyway. What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; Build anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous; Be happy anyway. The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway. Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough; Give the world the best you’ve got anyway. You see, in the end, it is between you and God; It was never between you and them anyway.” Mother Theresa.

Its ok to be broken

Broken vessel of light

I am a vessel of honour created and moulded but the Master Potter and I carry the light of the world inside me. But just like Gideons weapon against the enemy I am only effective when I am empty and broken – a broken vessel of light.

I strive so much to be full and whole but there is power in emptiness and brokeness. The alabaster jar could only fulfill it’s purpose when it was broken and emptied. Only then can I truly let out what You have put inside me.

So break me, Lord. Empty me of all that takes the place of you. And break me so that your light can shine unhindered.

i don’t love jesus

the other night a friend posted a question on his facebook status: “how do you know that you love jesus?” i replied with an answer along the veins of, “i love jesus because he loves me.” which is a perfectly reasonable answer but i wasn’t completely satisfied with it. i felt there was more that needed to be said but i couldn’t articulate it. the question continued to bug me until i came across the words of mother theresa. someone once asked her how she had the capacity to love so many people, she said she loved people because ‘they are Jesus, everyone of them is Jesus’. this shouldn’t come as a shock to us, Jesus himself said this in the bible, “what you do for the least of these, you do for me” (matt 25:40). but suddenly i got it. if that is the acid test for knowing that you love jesus, if that is the benchmark – then im going to be honest and say that i don’t love jesus. not that jesus. i love my fuzzy church jesus with all the nice worship songs. but i don’t love the joe bloggs jesus. the one i meet in my everyday world. not the way i should do. i am not as compassionate as i should be and i am so judgemental its unbelievable. but i think there is a little hope. for the first time this attitude bothers me and i want to change. so i repented, i asked for forgiveness for my apathy and i prayed that i would see jesus in everyone i meet. and that i would love him.
for the first time i have realised that for people to ever see jesus in me i have to first see jesus in them.

then i’ll know that i love jesus.