Be at rest

I was at Mrs Hilda Reed's funeral today. The mood was understandably sombre and sad. The coffin was pushed in by undertakers and accompanied by Mr Reed and his family. I saw Mr Reed's hand on the side handle bar of the coffin. His eyes has been puffily red for the past weeks. He was very down and seemed even weaker today. His grown up daughters and grandchildren accompanied him.

Unfornately for me, I did not have the opportunity to know Mrs Reed. She was already in the nursing home when I came to Clumberhall. But from the testimonies shared about her, it was clear that she was well loved by the poeple who crossed her path. She was a very kind and hospitable lady. Grace told me that I would have been invited to their homes if not for her sickness. It was really sad that she was stricken by illness and was in that state of unwellness for at least a year. According to Ron, both Jack and her had served the Lord faithfully in the young people's work. Many, many young people have benefitted from their service. Both Jack and her taught in the youth work and were also passionately involved in missionary work.

Halfway through the service, Jack's granddaughter, Helen read out her granny's favourite psalm. It was Psalm 121.

I lift up my eyes to the hill,
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip
He who watches over you will not slumber
Indeed, He who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep
The Lord watches over you
The Lord is your shade at your right hand
The sun will not harm you by day
nor the moon by night
The Lord will keep you from all harm
He will watch over your life
The Lord will watch over your coming and going
Both now and forever more

Indeed, our help comes from the Lord and He will not slumber but keep watch over us. We look up to Him for help but we often forget that He too look down from heaven and watches over us. Such is the relationship with the Lord. For the past few days, I've been praying for that silent assurance that the Lord still cares for me. I have my answer today. Psalm 121. My re-assurance that I'm in good hands came in a loud shout out when Helen read the psalm. Thank you Lord.

Look around you and be distressed
Look inside you and be depressed
Look at Jesus and be at rest

I am very certain that Hilda is with our Lord now and is resting in peace.

Ever, Only, All for Thee

Was revising when Media Player played this song. I stopped what I was doing instantly and for soem reasons took time and listened to the lyrics. Truly, if it's possible, take my life Lord and let it be consecrated to Thee. I really wonder what it means. Looking into the Bible, babies born in the older times, when they reached the age of 8 days old, parents would bring their child to the temple to fulfill some rituals. Take Samuel for example, he was taken to the temple not long after he was born to be consecrated to the Lord. He remained in the temple and served the Lord alongside with priests like Eli. Consecrated, a life wholly lived for Him. How is that accomplished? Take every part of my life and may it be of full use to the Lord. But how? I felt like a hypocrite as I write this because of my disbelief. But truly Lord...how? I often hear people talk bout letting the Lord take control of our lives..teach me Lord. Make me humble enough to listen Lord...

Take my life and let it be,
Consecrated, Lord to Thee
Take my hands and let them move
At the impulse of Thy love

Take my feet, and let it be
Swift and beautiful for Thee
Take my voice and let me sing
always, only, for my King

Take my lips and let them be
Filled with messages from Thee
Take my intellect and use
Every power as Thou shalt choose

Take my silver and my gold
Not a mite would I withhold
Take my moments and my days
Let them flow in ceaseless praise

Take my will and make it Thine
It shall no longer be mine
Take my heart, it is Thine own
It shall be Thy royal throne

Take my love, my Lord, I pour
At Thy feet, its treasure store
Take myself, and I will be
Ever, only, all for Thee.

Take my silver and my gold..not a mite would I withhold..A lesson for all of us. How often we keep for our use and not giving it to Him..especially in today's world. Everyone works so hard just to earn more to keep more, all for the sake of financial security. But is there really such security in money? The bible says money as the root of all evil. But we need money to survive in this world. Such contrary..Take my will and let it be Thine. Shouldnt it be the other way round? Taking the Lord's will as ours..another easier said than done.

Oh Lord..how Lord? I need that assurance Lord....