So I have found that I have a tendency to get rather fixated on some people. Every time they are mentioned, I can't help but gush about how much I adore them and how great I think they are. However, I'd never really been entirely sure as to why these people in particular affected me so much. I've finally made the connection- and that connection is that God just shines out of them.
So if there's something that God has not just spoken to me about, but also my family recently, it's been intentionality. That idea of intentionally making time to set aside to meet with God. I have found that actually, it's not just our time that we are called to be intentional with, but also, how we actually worship.
(written for Naujavan Inspired)
"Wait for the Lord. Be strong and take heart; and wait for the Lord." - Psalm 27:14
Since April, this verse has come up a lot for me. It has been both a source of great comfort and great discomfort, and has haunted me in both waking and sleeping. It all started a while back- I was feeling very confused about what I wanted from my life, and what God wanted for me, (funny how my academic year both started and finished with my praying for clarity); and when talking to a friend about it, the advice he gave was to ‘wait it out’. I shrugged the advice off and went on my way; however when I got to CU the next night (I had arrived late), I turned to the chapter we were reading from and that last verse caught my attention immediately. Ah. Right. Can’t exactly ignore that message now. From there on out, God has been sending that verse, and subsequently other verses about waiting (Micah 7:7) to me, and I have got the message loud and clear that I am in a period of waiting. As a not very patient person, I have struggled with this.
(written for Naujavan Inspired)
At the start of 2015, when I was sat in a prayer room, the Lord sent me a picture. That picture was of a compass. It was something that really resonated with me, and it’s a picture that will always stay with me (I mean that quite literally; it’s tattooed on my back). I interpreted it as meaning that whatever direction God sends me in, and wherever I end up, God has got me and will be with me guiding the way.
Recently, I’ve found myself reflecting on this image and its message again. As I’ve just turned 19 and I look behind at the year just gone, I see just how much God has challenged me and how often he’s sent me in directions that I didn’t expect to be sent in. Essentially, I’ve seen just how vital this idea of the compass and God showing me the way has been.
(originally posted on Naujavan Inspired)
So a couple of months back, my Bible Study group at Uni embarked on a little exercise in which we all wrote encouragements for each other: words of knowledge, just some uplifting words about each other’s characters and the like.
One of the encouragements I received began with the following sentence; “Rehana, you’re such a happy person!” I have to say, this came as somewhat of a surprise to me. Not only because I think I know who wrote it, and the person in question has definitely seen the less happy side of my personality- but also because generally, I don’t think I would describe myself as ‘a happy person’.
(originally posted on The Amiable Network)
Today is Good Friday: the day on which myself, alongside Christians all over the world, remember the day upon which Jesus was crucified. We believe that this death marked the last sacrifice that needed to be made for the sake of humankind- the perfect lamb slaughtered instead of the sinful people he created.
Whether you believe that Jesus was the Son of God, or that this story is fact or just another morality tale we tell- I really do think it's a pretty incredible story. It's a story of sacrifice- and don't we live for those? Don't we as a society love the idea of superheroes and everyday heroes who are willing to lay down their lives for their loved ones?
Why is that? Why is self-sacrificial love considered one of the most fervent expressions of emotion?