Saturday 11 May 2013

Remember me



And when he had given thanks, he brake it, and said, Take, eat: this is my body, which is broken for you: this do in remembrance of me. After the same manner also he took the cup, when he had supped, saying, This cup is the new testament in my blood: this do ye, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance of me. I Cor. 11 : 24-25 (KJV)
To remember is to have in the mind an idea which had been in the mind before, and which recurs to the mind without effort. We are said to remember anything, when the idea of it arises in the mind with the consciousness that we have had this idea before. Remember is often used as synonymous with recollect, that is, to call to mind. (Websters). It is a natural tendency for us to forget, but not all things should be forgotten. The sacrifice of Jesus to secure a place for us in eternity through his body and to grant us access by His precious blood is historic. The aura of life He brings has the capacity to eclipse whatever we’ve been through in life. As the Israelites were leaving Egypt, God told them not to forget the Lord in those pagan lands, but they did. Hence, when He came for the ultimate sacrifice, He instituted the ritual of the communion and said “this do in remembrance of me”. He doesn’t want us to forget Him again like the Israel of old.
Remembering Him reminds us of the finished work on the cross. It will keep our life in check as we sojourn this earth, with all the pitfalls. Thus, in the midst of all the delays, sicknesses, pains, lacks, suffering, etc, He said, remember Me. It doesn’t matter what hell is throwing at us, making us feel that life is over and that it will never get better, He said remember Me.
Remember Me, because-
it is what I said that matters.
everything ends and starts afresh in My death
as I live in you, your life maintains the true flavor.
when you forget Me, your adversary will gloat over you.
If you desire to remain on the winning side of life, always remember Me.

Sunday 5 May 2013

For Me



He is the reason why everything exists,
but He risked the loss of that status and
came, for me.

Nothing appealing could have been
an attraction for Him here, but He
came, for me.

He could have garnered the command
of all by His appearance but He hid it
 and became like me, just for me.

Though He had all the authority to alter
anything to His taste, but He gave it
all up, for me.

His breath alone could put everything
out of balance but He submitted to shame ,
for me.

They even made a sport of Him as if
 He was nobody, but he allowed it
just , for me.

He could have existed happily without
 me but for love, He came,  for me.

Even when I was lost in my wanton
and riotous propensity, clad in sheer
 religious ritual in disguise for a quest
 for God, He broke the veil and reached
out, for me.   

His body could have been a wonder
 to behold. The texture of His skin would
 have made anyone to turn and look again,
 but He let it broken, for me.

Having given up all, for me, He deserves my all.
What about you?