A little reflection on the 2nd Week of September 2009

When the oceans rise and thunders roar

I will soar with you above the storm

Father you are King over the flood

I will be still and know you are God

I was feeling miserable all morning, after a thorough self-diagnosis (from previous illnesses), I believe that I'm having a combination of a stomach bug (with the symptom of food poisoning): nausea, dizziness, diarrhea, and a throat infection (sore throat, very itchy throat at times, and a cough). 

My boss gave me some time off in the morning (unpaid of course, welcome to North America!), so I decided to take the whole morning off and come to work after company's lunch time is over. While lying helpless on my bed feeling sorry for myself, I had the most brilliant idea of listening to worship music on U tube and singing along to my favorites like Casting Crowns: Who am I, Praise you in the storm; Chris Tomlin: Amazing Grace: Hillsong: Healer, Still, There is none but you, and Sing to the Lord O my soul.

The word of God is absolutely true and it brings forth healing, I do feel better afterwards, especially deep down inside. While listening to healer, I am reminded of Mike Guglielmuchi who, just over one year ago, on the 20th of August 2008, was stripped from all his Pastoral duties, due to his faked terminal illness...

While listening to this song, as always (the last one probably about 6 months ago in Brissie), I feel absolutely ministered too... By the presence of God, by the worship of the people of God and by the words, which are true. I totally agree with a saying that no matter how flawed men are, God is still God. Yesterday, today and tomorrow the same, forever and forever...

I also believe despite what we do or don't do, the word of God, the works of God will continue on until it has accomplished it's purposes, it will not return empty:

For my thoughts are not your thoughts,

neither are your ways my ways.

As the heavens are higher than the earth,

so are my ways higher than your ways

and my thoughts than your thoughts.

This 'holy' moment, which is so precious to me, takes me straight into intercession. How wonderful... These are the moments I spend with my maker that I will remember for a long long time (I'm forgetful, so this is a huge thing for me). Tears shed, prayers said, a heart rejoiced and is glad because of the gift. A gift of coming to the altar of the holy one freely, 'with all access pass', to utter requests and admiration to the only one who deserves it...

It is true, he's turned my mourning into dancing, my sorrow to joy, my sickness (in every literal sense possible :O) into gladness. Amen

A small note to remember the family and friends of Mike in prayer, and focus and refocus on Christ, in good times, in bad times, in the pastures and in the storms. 

Love you all,

Mel