Three Kinds of Prophet: Which One Are You?


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The Lord showed me three kinds of prophets we have today in terms of how one handles a word of the Lord. All three have a prophetic gift and receive words from God that are meant to be released as a rebuke, correction, encouragement, or what-you-have. But what makes them different is not God’s word but how they handle it. Some of us prophets sometimes jump from one to the other.

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What Can’t You Go Without?

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Warning: This is a post for me and my Christian brothers and sisters. You may or may not understand parts of it if you have not yet surrendered your life to Christ.

Can you go a day without coffee? Can you go a day without tea? I know there was a time when I can’t. When not drinking a cup of tea seriously messed up my internal balance and I had to drink at least a cup or else I experienced the following:

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Why Positivity and Good Vibes Fail

I would like to propose that there is something more powerful than positive thoughts, positive words, and all kinds of positivity you could ever infuse in your routine.

By the way, (if we have not been introduced yet,) my name is Riza and I’m a freelance writer. I write all kinds of marketing content for my clients, and since online marketing plays a big role nowadays in a business’ marketing mix, a big chunk of my work includes writing online content.

Like… motivational blogs. I love this kind of writing. But they are also extremely challenging to do for secular businesses that do not exactly teach what I believe is, “more powerful than positivity.”

Most motivational blogs today encourages you to “believe in yourself,” “to replace bad habits with good ones,” and “to dream big.” These things are all good and all recommendable. Sure, do all these, if you can. However, the problem with trying to do these out of thin air, out of sheer will, and even through inspiration coming from one’s family, is that we will all come to a certain point in our lives when no amount of these “strategies to keep on going” will suffice. Our strength is not infinite. Neither is our source of inspiration and motivation. Our loved ones are not perfect. They will fail us at some point. Our determination is flawed. It has its limits. If we anchor our faith on “positivism” and a “source” somewhere out there, then we have anchored our lives on thin air. Don’t wonder why if some point you feel like you’re slipping away from the shore.

Our faith needs an anchor that is sure. Not some lingering cloud of good vibes floating above us. Our lives must be anchored onto something that we know is stronger than ourselves. Something real. Not imagined. Something powerful. Not pumped up. Something alive. Not something that gives way when we let go. Because we all will come to a point when we will want to let go.

That said, I would like to propose that there is something more powerful than positive thoughts, positive words, and all kinds of positivity we could ever infuse in our lives. And that is God and His words (as we read in the Bible).

~ Months ago, I wrote on a piece of note a verse from the Bible which I started praying for my family. It was a verse about restoration. I said to God, this is in your Word so you should fulfill it. I expect you to fulfill it. I prayed with tears. The atmosphere at home changed. I took a new set of verses and did the same. Something happens every time. You see the problem with positivity is you have to pull strength from yourself. With faith in God and his word, you pull strength from a person’s love for you.

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~ Months ago, I started meeting a friend who had been diagnosed with a mental /psychological disorder. We studied the word of God together. God’s word about healing. About her identity. About the purpose of lives, which is to glorify God. She is excited to meet up every weekend. She says the meetings are healing her.

Many mornings, I would wake up disoriented. As if I have forgotten why on earth I’m here. I open my eyes, see the notes stuck on my cabinet doors, and remember that a living God has created me for a purpose and a future that is good. Jeremiah 29:11. I don’t know how people are able to survive on “good vibes” alone coming from some cosmos they do not know intimately. During the lowest point in my life, I survived because the love of God held me together. If you and I will choose to have a relationship with Jesus, that ONE THING missing will finally find it’s place in our hearts, and for the first time we’ll know that something right is falling into place. Instead of falling apart.

Do you believe in God? What does faith mean to you? Have you ever felt like there is a god who wants to teach you how to pull your life together? 🙂


I Remember This Man I Call Daddy

When a Father speaks, you know love could not be deeper.

When Daddy says, “When you were a child, a curly haired, unruly, cuddly, bouncy little girl…” you know he knows you better than anyone, better than you know yourself. Even better than any man will ever know you. And you know he loved you better than you could ever think love could love.

Did you know? You were loved even before you could ask for love, even before you could imagine that love existed, even before you had a slightest idea what affection is like, even before you learned that you needed love –he was already loving on you. Even before you had the ability to be thankful or love anyone back, he was loving on you. So when he says, “When you were a child,” he means when you were not aware, he was fully aware and he was fully pouring out all the love he had to shower on his little girl.

When he says, “When you were a child…” he means when you were a child and until now he sees his little girl when he looks at you. He means he is still in control of things, those things that you didn’t care about before but are causing you to worry now. Even before you had the ability to take care of yourself, someone took care and even now, that protection cannot be changed. There is nothing he will not give to the grown up. She still has his affection, his eyes are on her, and when she doubts or fears or cries, he stoops down and whispers, “Remember, when you were a child…”

David Under Pressure

“My soul is consumed with longing for your rules at all times.”

Psalm 119:20
What in the world was David feeling when he wrote this? I mean, I understand longing for the “presence” of God and longing for love or security or refreshing, but longing for His “rules at all times,” that blows me away.

What kind of man would “long” for “rules”? Then I thought of David as king. He must have so many crucial decisions to make, a kingdom with many enemies to protect it from. Hmmm… this must be a good reason for him to long for God’s rules — the commands, the ways, the principles, the proceedings for implementing God’s justice and promulgating peace.


Then I read the verses after this:
v. 21 You rebuke the insolent… who wander from your commandments
v. 23 Even though princes sit plotting against me, your servant will meditate on your statutes

Wait. Wait a minute. David’s enemies were plotting against him and instead of preparing for a counter attack or defensive strategy, he meditated on God’s statutes?

Then it dawned on me… David was not under very little pressure that he had much time to sit down and ponder on God’s words. In fact, he was under tremendous pressure. But unlike most of us who would tend to work (our flesh out and cut back on our time with God) when pressure arises, David tend to cling to (God) the solution to his pressing needs.

Could it be that David longed for God’s rules at ALL times because he was under tremendous pressure at ALL times too? And he perfectly understood that God’s wisdom is the only thing that can save him from his adversaries. Thus, he did not long (in the same intensity that he longed for God) for a human counsellor, a mate to comfort, a businessman to give financial support, a fan to make him feel appreciated or an army to make him feel secure. He longed for God’s RULES! He longed to know the MIND of GOD! More than anything, he longed for the ONE THING that really mattered. Although that thing that mattered doesn’t always seem like it one’s best option in times of pressure. But David knew. He knew God too well. 🙂

Pre-Birthday Reflections

Sometimes I look back and try to make sense of the major events and (what seemed like) my accomplishments in life. It’s been 33 years, almost, since the day I came out of my mommy’s tummy. It’s been 10 years since I walked out of university with a bachelor’s degree diploma. And life, so far, has been a series of unexpected twists and turns. Ask the 23-year-old me, coming out of college, how she envisioned the life (or a career) that awaits her and she’ll probably tell you something way different that what I am seeing now. Is my life today beautifully or disappointingly different from the way I imagined it? There is no one-word or one-sentence answer for that question. But it’s different for sure.

How do you sum up three decades and three years of your life? Is it by collecting the accolades of your years? Is it by adding up the earnings of your labor? Is it by the importance of the position or leadership you’ve been entrusted with? Is it even by the number of lives you’ve touched? Is it by the number of problems you’ve fixed? Is it by the number of trials you’ve overcome? Is it by the amount of knowledge and level of maturity you’ve reached?

Is there anything in life that would sum up “how far” and “how well” you’ve travelled this fleeting life?

Honestly, it seems and feels like, if I measure my life by any standard I’ve mentioned above, I would get utterly disappointed. It is not that I do not have any accomplishment or that there are not many lives I’ve touched. But it is because despite having gained wisdom, character and endurance along the way, I still could not understand or put the pieces of my life’s puzzle together. I do understand so many things now. And I do see the beauty in the doors that have opened up for me. I see the promise, the favor, the excitement, the hope, the power and the potential of the years ahead. But when I look back, I truly wonder how much of what I thought counted really do count. I had set goals and it seemed I have missed all of them by a huge margin. I gather all the “good points” of my life together in the cup of my two hands and they all leak out like water. You can’t really hold life the way you want to. You can only live it for God, believing and hoping for the best, knowing that if you live it for Him, in the end, things would come together and make perfect sense, and perfect worth.

Although today, things are starting to “make sense” again. But who knows how long until the next “twist” or “turn” or surprise. You can never really tell. This goes to say that the only accomplishments I boast of are the thousand “Yes’s” I’ve given. To God, to obedience, and to a future that only God completely understands.

There Is A Place That Only Two Can Tread


There is a place that only two can tread
Where fear hovers, clings and stings
Where unknown voices hide behind the fog
Where treasures that you own
Await beyond thorn-flowered paths

There is a place that only two can tread
Where you hold tight, him whose fingers lock into your own
Where darkness covers your face but will not reach your spirit
Where your frantic heart, he pulls to an embrace
‘Til you are swept into the rhythm of his faithfulness

Until the darkness teaches you
To open eyes that only darkness can baptize
Until his hands become more real
Than things you touch and see
Until the flood of fear of the unknown
Is melted from within

There is a place that only two can tread
A death-conquered valley only two can pass
It takes him and you to prove what love can overcome

Even in the unending shadows of death’s darkness,
I am not overcome by fear.
Because You are with me in those dark moments,
near with Your protection and guidance,
I am comforted. – Psalm 27:4


I wrote this some few days ago when I was pondering on that sense of uncertainty that comes when God calls me to pursue Him in ways I have never pursued Him. The feeling is a mix of awe and fear, because one is pursuing a mysterious god, although a god also deserving of our full trust. In the end, I realized that even the courage to say “yes” to God would also come from God himself. The path he has called us to courageously take is full of unknown dangers and challenges. But this same path, when seen from a place of intimacy with God, becomes a path we are eager to take because it ultimately makes us closer to him.


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Your words are faded

the color of sky on denim

bleached without bleach

having breathed long afternoon waits

til sundowns and pelting rains


The tides against it were soothing

sometimes scratching

depleting, or provoking

whispering, “Stay awake!”

or, “Ebb away.”


Your words, your words

I have made mine

but they are dissipating

like the trail of a jet plane

on a clear blue sky


The fine lines have blurred

into a disappearing smoke

the curves and angles have turned

into dots and speckles on my heart


It once burned here but now it slips

and leaves but wisps of something close to bliss


Your words are faded

but your memory is not

the earthly slab and canvass failed

yet your perseverance will not


Here my heart, my mind

wonder how I will see them clearly again.