Friday, December 6, 2013
A Life Well Lived
As someone that wants to be a world changer and history maker, I have learned a great deal about sacrifice, response to hardship and challenge, forgiveness, redemption and restoration from the life of Nelson Mandela.
He was an extraordinary human being, yet just like you and I, a human being. Unlike most of us, he chose a more difficult path. One of fighting for what he believed in through grace, perseverance, forgiveness and a focus on more than just himself. We may all have our opinions of how he wasn't there for his family, how he started a great deal of unrest and violence before being put in prison, etc. I think sometimes we hold people in the public eye to a standard of never making mistakes and having to have every area of life figured out. However, the one thing I love about Madiba's life is that he owned the mistakes he made, that he reminded us that it's what we do with our mistakes and how we rise again that matters, not whether or not we make a mistake, because we always will.
I'm humbled by the example he set not only politically, racially and justly. More than that, I'm challenged by how everything he accomplished was not merely political but rather how it was his life style, his way of life. So often I find it easy to be a certain way in a program or a specific setting, like we have a switch we can flick on and off. Yet, the example this great man set for us was one in which your way of life, your standards, beliefs and convictions should be the driving force, not a program or specific setting.
As Christians, we read about how we are to forgive, love our enemies, do good to those who hate us, but if we're truly honest and vulnerable, that is probably what we do the least. Caring for people around us how we wish to be cared for. Loving the way we wish to be loved. The list most certainly goes on, but the thing is that we need to pause for a moment and really think about how often we display those. Are they really our way of life? I'm challenged by this and I love how The Lord uses different things to challenge and rebuke us. I know for me Nelson Mandela has always been a man I would have loved to meet, to ask him where he got the strength, boldness and courage to pursue freedom for all men. He is a man I believe understood the Scriptures in a way that I most certainly want to. A man that lived out his convictions and didn't just merely talk about them.
So today, on this bitter sweet day, I'm thankful for a life well lived. For a man that was willing to even die for what he believed in. For a man that forever changed the lives of many of my friends and family. For a man that created a place in the world for young men, just like my husband. For a man that have all people, but especially Black Africans, a leader to look up to, respect, and model life after. For a man that will never be forgotten. For a man that I get to tell my children and grandchildren about. For a man that we were blessed to see live out his convictions. Madiba's legacy will forever live on, may we never forget and never stop telling the story of this life well lived.
Thursday, November 28, 2013
Celebrating Life
Today marks a special day...it's my birthday. You must be thinking wow that's quite conceited. Yes, everyone's birthday is special, without a doubt. For me, however, my birthdays are special for more than the fact that it's the day I was born. You see it's also the same time of year that God saved me & defeated death. Nine years and three days ago, I overdosed on a significantly large amount of pain killers. I was in a deep dark pit of despair and the gentle whisper of it would all be better if you weren't alive appeared like a glimmer of hope.
However, I was about to learn that real hope is found in one place only...Jesus Christ.
I was rushed to the emergency room after being found on my bed. I had my stomach pumped and loads of blood work taken. None of this I remember. After this I was wheeled into the High Dependency Ward. For some reason, they allowed two of my mum's friends to come and see me and the one thing I heard and vividly remember from that night was one of them saying God saved you for a reason. Even as I write this I can literally hear those words as if it was yesterday. "God saved you for a reason". The next few days were a bit of a blur. However, I celebrated my 18th birthday, which I was never supposed too.
You see, my birthdays are beautiful reminders of the God that saves, redeems and restores. Each birthday is like a kick in the butt for Satan and a reminder that Jesus is victorious. The journey over the past nine years hasn't always been an easy one and it wasn't an immediate change in my life or heart. It has been just that...a journey. A journey in which The Lord has come out on top time and time again. A journey in which Jesus wins. A journey in which I'm reminded that it's only by the saving grace of God that I am here, that Jesus Christ paid for my sin, including my attempted suicide, on the cross. A journey in which the word redemption has never been more real or carries more weight.
So today I'm celebrating life!! Life abundant! Life restored! Life redeemed! Life set free! I'm celebrating a God that is bigger than anything, a God that beat death, a God that wins and a God that loves!! Today I'm celebrating more than a birthday, I'm celebrating all that my birthday reminds me to be thankful for.
However, I was about to learn that real hope is found in one place only...Jesus Christ.
I was rushed to the emergency room after being found on my bed. I had my stomach pumped and loads of blood work taken. None of this I remember. After this I was wheeled into the High Dependency Ward. For some reason, they allowed two of my mum's friends to come and see me and the one thing I heard and vividly remember from that night was one of them saying God saved you for a reason. Even as I write this I can literally hear those words as if it was yesterday. "God saved you for a reason". The next few days were a bit of a blur. However, I celebrated my 18th birthday, which I was never supposed too.
You see, my birthdays are beautiful reminders of the God that saves, redeems and restores. Each birthday is like a kick in the butt for Satan and a reminder that Jesus is victorious. The journey over the past nine years hasn't always been an easy one and it wasn't an immediate change in my life or heart. It has been just that...a journey. A journey in which The Lord has come out on top time and time again. A journey in which Jesus wins. A journey in which I'm reminded that it's only by the saving grace of God that I am here, that Jesus Christ paid for my sin, including my attempted suicide, on the cross. A journey in which the word redemption has never been more real or carries more weight.
So today I'm celebrating life!! Life abundant! Life restored! Life redeemed! Life set free! I'm celebrating a God that is bigger than anything, a God that beat death, a God that wins and a God that loves!! Today I'm celebrating more than a birthday, I'm celebrating all that my birthday reminds me to be thankful for.
Friday, May 24, 2013
Our Journey
I am so overwhelmed by the love of God and how He cares for His people. The past six weeks my husband and I were traveling both the West and East Coast of America. It was a long, adventure filled time. A growing, stretching, challlenging and refreshing time. We were in America to connect with new and previously established partnerships and relationships with us, dare2serve and 9941 media.
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