More Than Enough

I have a few drafts of blog posts scattered across my devices - phone notes, blogger drafts, etc. I've decided, instead of working on those drafts now, to post a reflection about God's faithfulness in the past few months. I'm not going into physical detail about my experience in this post - will do so in a future one, maybe if I feel inspired on my flight back? :)

As many of my rather spontaneously written reflections go, it'll probably end up like a prose-poetry kind of thing...... let's see how it goes! :')

I just started university in September and it's been nothing short of amazing.

God, and God alone, is more than enough.

My phone wallpaper reminded me throughout first term - Psalm 73:25-26 "Whom have I in heaven but You? And earth has nothing I desire besides You. My heart and my flesh may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever." A line from Saviour King (Hillsong) says "And now the poor stand and confess - that my portion is Him, and I'm more than blessed." 

God is my portion, and seeing everything in light of His purposes and His glory in creation is truly a wonderful experience: No day goes by that I don't see reason to rejoice - in fact there's too much to rejoice about, too little time to despair, to be bored, to complain... There's no time to do that when you're busy being awed by the magnificence of God. (Not that I'm perfect and don't complain at all - just that when I do, there's actually no reason to complain, but ample reason to rejoice instead. Complaining is regrettable)

It's crazy to think about it - 5 years ago I'd have laughed at the thought of 'seeing the magnifience of God in everything'. I'd have thought that was the product of delusion, or a hollow boasting in the mirage of one's own 'righteousness'. That's not true anymore. In God's time and by His grace He has opened my eyes to see things I've never seen before: to rejoice on occasions where godless eyes would see nothing to rejoice in, to be content and yet passionately driven & motivated where a godless world is bored or sees nothing exciting. Each step is a step God-willing, and therefore a step in the perfectly orchestrated plan of the playwright, and each step is a step I take closer to walking like that God-man who stepped into the play to reveal Himself to us.

Each lecture, each supervision, each page of a textbook off the gargantuan reading list, each quick trip to Sainsbury's - each mundane detail of the day is in fact part & parcel of walking to God's glory.

He has been faithful. :) 

Daily trip through King's to faculty! 

Malaysian Food Festival woohoo! :) 

End-of-term snowfall :'D 

End-of-term John Lewis browsing (just browsing)

Where did the flowers come from :p <3

 Second day home - mamak time

Nasi Kerabu mmm 

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