The rainbow, God's sign of His everlasting covenant with all living beings on earth. A bow in the clouds, an intricate fusion of hues, weaved together to form a delicate tapestry of colours. It has fascinated mankind throughout the ages. The mythical lure was great, immortalised by the fabled pot of leprechaun gold at the end of each rainbow. It represents hope, a new beginning after a storm. A new beginning, a new life.
A new life. One that sees several big changes in my life. From a misfit Roman Catholic to a Remnant. Where I finally see myself as God's child, and free myself from the invisible shackles of guilt and pain. The sense of condemnation is gone. I finally understand that whatever happened in the past is the Will of God, and there is nothing I can do to change it, nor erase it. No father will want his child to go through life with a dark cloud hanging over her head. My heart lightens after 17 years of trials and tribulations. I gain courage to walk forward without looking back, as I finally learn to trust that God, as the Father, will always be my provider and protector. I have to let go, to let unjust accusations and hurtful remarks made by others slide past me without feeling condemned. I also realise that God the Father will not force me to do the things worldly people consider right and proper if I don't feel up to it. This feeling is both exhilarating and liberating.
This is the year I restore God in my life. I strive to see Him everywhere, be it the macro or the micro. Though I admit, at times I don't remember to do this. And also for the first time, I experience brethren living and brethren healing. For a very private self-proclaimed hermit like me, this takes a little getting used to, as is standing in front of the whole congregation sharing my thoughts and testimony. I get the shudders just by thinking of the latter. But I'm taking everything in its stride. In a week's time, I will be re-baptised, with water, blood and the Holy Spirit. A ceremony to mark my being born again.
And after forty years, long after I've settled comfortably into the peaceful and simple existance ( as well as the mindset ) of a bachelorette, He has seen fit to put a complex person with post-modernism outlook plus a hint of caveman mentality into my life. God has a sense of humour! Mr. Caveman -- also known as Oinker due to his deep passion for sleeping -- is the one who helped restore God in me. He appeared at the time when my church attendance was at its lowest ebb, due to disillusionment. With the church, not with God. I have issued an ultimatum with Father God, stating that if He wants me to return to church, then He'd better find me a solution. Well, He very obviously did.....plus something else that was unasked for as well.
And so, like the rainbow after a storm, this is my new beginning. The starting point of a new life within the covenant.
A new life. One that sees several big changes in my life. From a misfit Roman Catholic to a Remnant. Where I finally see myself as God's child, and free myself from the invisible shackles of guilt and pain. The sense of condemnation is gone. I finally understand that whatever happened in the past is the Will of God, and there is nothing I can do to change it, nor erase it. No father will want his child to go through life with a dark cloud hanging over her head. My heart lightens after 17 years of trials and tribulations. I gain courage to walk forward without looking back, as I finally learn to trust that God, as the Father, will always be my provider and protector. I have to let go, to let unjust accusations and hurtful remarks made by others slide past me without feeling condemned. I also realise that God the Father will not force me to do the things worldly people consider right and proper if I don't feel up to it. This feeling is both exhilarating and liberating.
This is the year I restore God in my life. I strive to see Him everywhere, be it the macro or the micro. Though I admit, at times I don't remember to do this. And also for the first time, I experience brethren living and brethren healing. For a very private self-proclaimed hermit like me, this takes a little getting used to, as is standing in front of the whole congregation sharing my thoughts and testimony. I get the shudders just by thinking of the latter. But I'm taking everything in its stride. In a week's time, I will be re-baptised, with water, blood and the Holy Spirit. A ceremony to mark my being born again.
And after forty years, long after I've settled comfortably into the peaceful and simple existance ( as well as the mindset ) of a bachelorette, He has seen fit to put a complex person with post-modernism outlook plus a hint of caveman mentality into my life. God has a sense of humour! Mr. Caveman -- also known as Oinker due to his deep passion for sleeping -- is the one who helped restore God in me. He appeared at the time when my church attendance was at its lowest ebb, due to disillusionment. With the church, not with God. I have issued an ultimatum with Father God, stating that if He wants me to return to church, then He'd better find me a solution. Well, He very obviously did.....plus something else that was unasked for as well.
And so, like the rainbow after a storm, this is my new beginning. The starting point of a new life within the covenant.
Such beautiful illustration of the rainbow as sign. Im looking forward to more sophisticated writing hehe.. :)
ReplyDeleteThat rainbow pic was snapped from my balcony after a violent thunder storm. And as you know, that's my fave hymn! Sophisticated writing? More like rantings......hehehe.
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