Faith Tabernacle

October 18, 2013

SMALL STRAWS IN A SOFT WIND by MARSHA BURNS:

Rely on Me, says the Lord, for I am your strength when you feel weak and unable to rise to the occasion.  When you cannot raise yourself up, let Me lift you up.  Nothing is too difficult for Me.  Believe that I will intervene on your behalf and do that which is beyond your human energy or ability to achieve.  Your faith will make it possible.

Mark 11:22 So Jesus answered and said to them, “Have faith in God.”

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I borrowed this from a post by Ms. Gloria Muthoka…a great artist and writer 20.10.13

Two days ago, 7 o’clock found me on the road having woken up early to get home to catch up with a cousin who was to be travelling out of Nairobi. Well, of course at that hour, all the busy people seem to be on the road – dropping kids at school, getting to work and everything these busy people do at that hour of the morning every day of the week. As I sat in the car, I was getting comfortable with the debate in my mind about whether I missed this kind of ‘busyness’ or not, when I realized that there was an infusion of red everywhere.

Little pudgy red, skinny red, slow moving red, red skipping all over the place, some red tugging at a bigger hazier pale colour and then some grey and white. As I zoned back in it all quickly came into focus, children being walked to school. Children of all shapes and sizes in these BRIGHT red cardigans. I smiled at the boy with the big shorts that seemed to wear him, at the little girl with a skirt all the way to her little feet, at the children that happily tried to race their mother to school, at the calm girl as walked quietly with her help, at the boy whose mother was shouting as he recklessly crossed the street and at the boy that gestured wildly as he spun his tale.

As I continued to watch these children and adults around me, I noticed that there was one common thing – most of the adults held the tiny hands firmly and guided them along (ok, at times it looked like dragging). I couldn’t help but think about how God holds each of our hands and guides us along the school of life. The best thing about Him is that he doesn’t leave us at the massive daunting gate; He comes to class with us.

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Truly we can rely on Papa because He never leaves us alone