Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Sunday, June 28, 2015
It’s been over two years since I last posted a blog. I thank those of you who have followed my blog, and my apologies for the huge lapse in time. :) So much has happened in my life, these past years, I wouldn’t know where to begin. One thing is certain, I now have plenty of new experiences to write about. So, I invite you all to follow my footsteps through this next season of my life!
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Feet Of Faith has gone bicoastal! Check out my first radio interview with the amazing Molly Damon!
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Have you ever had a taste for something that you know is yummy, but you end up with something not even close, but you settle anyway? Here’s a little experience I had this past Christmas holiday.
After Christmas weekend, I drove home from visiting my parents. Just before I approached home I had a taste for an eggnog latte, so I decided to go to the drive-thru Starbucks down the street. I ordered my eggnog latte, but the voice through the box was sorry to say that they were out of eggnog. Much to my disappointment, however, I decided to try their gingerbread latte. As I pulled out of the drive-thru with a tall gingerbread latte in my hand, I took a sip and was not pleased at all. It tasted like medicine! Not exactly what I had in mind. As I drove away, I thought to myself, “I just paid nearly 4 dollars for a drink that is horrible. Why should I accept this substitute as okay?” So, I turned around, parked my car and decided to go inside to see if I could exchange it for something else. Couldn’t hurt to ask, right? With a smile on my face, I explained to the person behind the counter what happened and that I was really sorry, but I just didn’t like the gingerbread latte and was wondering if I could have a vanilla latte instead. At least I know those are good. So, the young man turned to his boss who nodded his head and said, “No problem.” Better yet, they refunded my money and gave me a grande latte instead of a tall. I couldn’t believe it! That was so unexpected! I felt so special! I know it’s a simple gesture and some of you may think, “What’s the big deal?” but this truly made my night. I left feeling more than satisfied. As I was driving home, pleased with my free grande vanilla latte, as clear as you are reading this blog, I heard God’s voice in my head say to me, “See Rhoshan, it’s that simple. All you have to do is ask. You were about to drive off, settling for second best. You don’t have because you don’t ask, but, when you do ask, I will give you far beyond your expectations.” Wow, I was so amazed that God could take such a simple thing like buying a cup of coffee to teach me a lesson. But, it is so true! How many times do we settle? We ask for something and because we don’t get it when we want it, we become impatient and just accept what comes along, a substitute, instead of waiting for God’s best. Or, so often we don’t ask at all. Makes me wonder how many of God’s blessings I have missed out on because I simply didn’t ask.
James 4:2&3 You do not have because you do not ask. When you do ask, you don’t receive because you ask wrongly, to spend it on your passions.
A few days later, I heard a powerful message from a preacher on TV, whom I believe to be one of the great evangelists of this generation. Truly an anointed man of God. I won’t mention his name because I don’t like to lift up the man, but rather lift up the Word of God. I believe this message ties in perfectly with why we often don’t ask God. He said something that I have never heard anyone or any other preacher say in all my years as a Christian. He definitely got a revelation from God and it was a revelation for me. In the context of his message about the abundance of God, he made reference on how Jesus, often said to the disciples, “O ye of little faith.” Matthew 8:26 And he said to them, “Why are you afraid, O you of little faith?” Then he rose and rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. And again when Peter walked on water towards Jesus but started to sink. Matthew 14:31 Jesus immediately reached out his hand and took hold of him saying, “O you of little faith, why did you doubt?”
Anytime, I have read these passages of scripture or heard it used in a sermon, it has always been used in a negative sense as if Jesus was scolding them or upset because they lacked in their faith. But, this was the first time someone interpreted these words of Jesus in a positive light. When Jesus said, “O ye of little faith” he was actually encouraging his disciples to trust him more. More like, “My beloveds why do you only take so little from me? You know my abundance is never ending, so why do you only ask or expect so little of me? I wish you would trust and expect more, and take more of me. I have so much to give.”
(my thoughts) It would be like a child asking their mother, “Are we having dinner tonight?” Of course they are having dinner tonight. A child doesn’t have to ask that because they expect it and know that their parents would not let them starve. They have such simple faith knowing there will be food on the table. It’s a given! Just as Jesus was trying to remind his disciples that he will supply their every need. The disciples were with Jesus 24/7 and saw all the miracles that Jesus did and all the times he fed the multitudes with plenty left over, but perhaps they thought, as many of us do, that we don’t deserve God’s abundance, we are not worthy, or we just don’t believe enough and often doubt. I know I’ve felt that way many times. We start to condemn ourselves, while all along God has given us so much grace and forgiveness, and he’s just waiting to bless us.
The message I heard, ended with a beautiful statement: “It’s the hand of love that gives and the hand of faith that takes.” So whether it’s as little as a cup of coffee or as great as a physical healing, there is nothing too small or too great for the Lord to provide, but we must first, simply ask.
Philippians 4:19 And my God will supply every need of yours according to his riches in glory in Christ Jesus.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Jesus said, “Arise, pick up your mat and walk!” - John 5:8
The scripture above is from the passage that tells the story of Jesus healing the lame man. This man had been lying crippled for 38 years near the healing pool called, “Bethesda” which means “house of mercy.” Once a year the pools waters would stir up and the people believed that the first person to enter the pool would be healed. There were many lame and disabled who gathered around the pool hoping to be the first one in. This one crippled man was not able to move and no one in the crowd helped him.
I believe there are two messages to be learned from this passage. The most common lesson and one that probably most of us hear, is that the crippled man was having a pity party, feeling sorry for himself and making up excuses that no one will help him and he is too weak to crawl over on his own. But, when Jesus arrived on the scene he told the man to get up. Then he told him to pick up his mat, and lastly to walk. Jesus instructed him to take action. The crippled man first had to get up, take his first step of faith then pick up his mat and carry his own load in life. Basically, be responsible for yourself and stop blaming the world. I do think this message can apply to those who think of themselves as a victim and don’t really want to do what they can do to help themselves, always making excuses. But, I believe there is a far greater message in this story, one that my mother shared with me, a message of compassion.
But first, let me share a story. A few months ago I experience being paralyzed. It was a Saturday afternoon, I went out to the beauty supply store, and as I walked back to my car, I felt a slight twinge in my back. I knew something was wrong. I was able to get home safely. I called my mother and told her I wouldn’t be driving down to Orange County. Shortly after, I made some lunch for myself and while carrying the plate in my hand, the next thing I knew, the plate tossed in the air onto my couch and I fell to the floor between my couch and coffee table. I had never felt such excruciating pain in my life. My mobile phone was on the coffee table, but I was facing the opposite direction. I tried to roll over onto my back, but the slightest movement caused the pain to increase. I was so terrified. All I could do was cry out to Jesus for help. Somehow, I had the courage to roll over and reach for my phone. (“It hurts just thinking about it”.) I called my mother, in tears. I can only image how worried and scared she was when she heard my voice in such fear and pain. She called my father and brother and they called me right away. I could barely speak between my crying and the pain I was feeling. I know they all felt so helpless because they live about an hour away from me. I tried to call 911 but I wasn’t getting a signal. My mother called me back and she had to call 911 for me. I felt so alone and scared. My mother stayed on the line with me, praying and comforting me until the firemen and paramedics arrived. One of them broke through a window, without breaking the glass and another jimmied my back door to get in. I had six brave men in my house attending to me. Did I mention handsome, too? This was my first experience being in an ambulance and high on morphine! My parents met me at the Emergency room as soon as possible. The cause of my pain was due to severe muscle spasm in my lower back that was putting pressure on the nerve. I share this incident of mine because I don’t know if anyone has ever felt such pain to the point of being physically paralyzed, but I experienced it for a few hours that day, and it took a few months of physical therapy for me to be back on my feet walking normally.
I believe the greater message of this story of the crippled man is about the compassion of Jesus. For 38 years this poor man couldn’t move. I’m sure he too was in severe pain. But, Jesus, the great physician, had compassion on this man and healed him. The message here is that Jesus is the healer, not some pool of magical healing waters. Also, I believe, a message of shame to all the spectators who didn’t try to help this man. Where was their compassion? I wonder how many of us walk past a crippled man because we don’t have the time and can’t be bothered. It could be a homeless person, a friend, co-worker or family member in need, and how many of us just turn away and don’t want to get involved. Or, we might just say, “I’ll be praying for you.” and just walk away, instead of meeting the need. Yes, prayer is powerful, but does it ever occur to us that maybe God wants us to do more.
Romans 15: 1&2 we who are strong have an obligation to bear with the failings of the weak, and not to please ourselves. Each of us ought to please his neighbor for his good, to build him up.
1John 3:17 if anyone has material possessions and sees his brother in need but has no pity on him, how can the love of God be in them?
I think we have to think twice about judging or criticizing a person who is hurting, broken or who just can’t get up. Unless we have actually suffered in their pain, who are we to not understand and not show a little compassion. Crippled, could be someone not only with a physical disability, but maybe it’s someone you know who is bound by drugs, alcohol, depression, abuse, fear, poverty, or any stronghold that is keeping them paralyzed and they just don’t have the power within them to get up. They need someone's help.
My recent personal experience of pain has given me a greater compassion for people who suffer constant pain, whether it’s physical, mental, emotional, it shouldn’t matter what is paralyzing them, we simply need to be more like Jesus and show a little compassion.
Isaiah 58:6&7 Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to see the oppressed free and break every yoke? Is it not to share your food with the hungry and provide the poor wanderer with shelter, when you see the naked, to clothe them, and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?