His Plan for Me

When I stand at the Judgment Seat of Christ
And He shows me His plan for me,
The plan of my life as it might have been,
Had He had His way; and I see

How I blocked Him here, and I checked Him there
And I would not yield my will,
Will there be grief in my Saviour’s eyes,
Grief though He loves me still?

He would have me rich, and I stand here poor,
Stripped of all but His grace,
While memory runs like a hunted thing
Down the paths I cannot retrace.

Then my desolate heart will well nigh break
With tears that I cannot shed;
I shall cover my face with my empty hands;
I shall bow my uncrowned head.

Lord of the years that are left to me,
I give them to Thy hand;
Take me and break me, mold me to
The pattern Thou hast planned.

Martha Snell Nicholson

Ascend the hill

This hill, though high, I covet to ascend;
The difficulty will not me offend,
For I perceive the way to life lies here:
Come, pluck up, heart, let’s neither faint nor fear!
Better, though difficult, the right way to go,
Than wrong, though easy, where the end is woe.
-John Bunyan

I read this gem on my friend, Rob Weyreter’s bedroom wall.

I’m still alive!

Yes, I’ve been away for a while and if you live in the southern hemisphere (more specifically in a rugby loving country) you may have also guessed that I’m only blogging because there is no rugby on this week. Sadly, the Super Rugby season has come to an end and unfortunately my team (the Queensland Reds) had to bow out at the semi-final stages. The good news though is that international test matches for the south start next week. [*Yosh!] Go the Wallabies! lol

Anyways, this is just to let you know that I’m still alive; my uni work is coming along well and I’ve begun raising support for our mission trip to Vanuatu next month. I’ve kind of been passive for the last couple of weeks so this post is my way of challenging myself to get back into blogging/writing. Continue reading I’m still alive!

Inspiration

When I started off as a graphic designer, I made it a habit to occasionally view other peoples work and try to draw inspiration from it. Art, whether it be drawings, paintings, photos, CAD, music… even graffiti were a source to quench this thirst for creativity. I found that a lot of my time on the internet was well, spent on researching… ‘inspiration’. There is just something about looking at what others have done with their talents and creative gifting and beginning to drawing your own ideas and styles from it. I find it quite healthy for the imagination.

Lately though, God has been showing me how to be inspired by more than just art and technology. Now this isn’t something new, it’s always been there and people talk about it all the time. I guess that being the type of person that I am, I’ve only begun to come about and really think about it and process it deeply. Continue reading Inspiration

Thank you Jesus

And we know that God causes everything to work togetherfor the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them.

Roman 8:28

It’s the second week of the semester and students here at the University of the South Pacific are finalising their timetables and getting settled into classes.  Today after spending much of the morning designing t-shirts and banners for the Wansolwara[1] (One Ocean – One People), I walk up to the White Tables[2] to meet with Biu[3]. Continue reading Thank you Jesus

Overcoming Life’s Great Mountains

This is the word of the LORD to Zerubbabel: ‘Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit,’ says the LORD Almighty. What are you, mighty mountain? Before Zerubbabel you will become level ground.

Zechariah 4:6-7

Climbing Mt. Korobaba a few weeks ago, left me contemplating how we often struggle with life’s so called ‘great mountains’. At times during the hike I felt like giving up, I couldn’t help but draw parallels from life. I mean, what do you do when life deals you a tough hand like rejection, defeat, unfairness – when you find yourself praying that things like death, cancer and war won’t happen to you and yours. To come to terms with the fact that there are times when we have to say goodbye to the ones we love the most, shed a tear out of frustration and just cry “WHY?”

Continue reading Overcoming Life’s Great Mountains

Love Until Your Hands Bleed

Friday afternoons were always a time to look forward to as a student at the Fiji Institute of Technology – School of Arts.Not because it was the weekend and classes had finished early but because you never knew what to expect during liberal class. The lecturers were such a blessing as they often came up with creative ways to motivate students into doing community work. Often there were clean-up campaigns organized down by the foreshore or at Suva point which was usually followed by touch rugby or a scrumptious lunch. There was even a time when students helped distribute second hand clothing to street kids. It’s always great fun doing such activities with friends. People you know well and enjoyed being around. Continue reading Love Until Your Hands Bleed