Amidst The Joy

I can have more than 3 luxurious meals a day,
endless hours of online access to enjoy,
I have choices to pick what program I favour,
I am the king, as the Consumer is king.
Amidst such enjoyment,
what about those who lay by the streets,
pleading for shelter and a coin?

I can afford a car, my favourite CNY clothes,
money to belanja my friends and brag about my generosity.
An everlasting supply of material pleasure.
Amidst such pleasure,
what about those who have to toil under the Sun,
tottering from town to town,
simply to earn some meagre wages?

I, among the billions of the human race,
have been granted the status of the Son of God.
What nobility! What precious gift from on high!
A separated royalty, a chosen priesthood.
Amidst this spiritual Liberty,
what about those who shed tears and cry to the gods,
yet remain completely helpless;
helpless thus hopeless;
and with a sigh of finality,
life to them, is but lifelessness.

Okay, maybe you don't think life is that bad.
But I have witnessed such misery only recently,
from some who are of close ties to me,
but I have failed to share what I have.
I could only hope that someday,
before my love grows cold and my urgency vanishes,
God will open a way for the Blinded,
for those I love.
Let's count our blessings -which we have freely received-
thus share them with the human race.
Happy CNY 2012!

Do you understand the painting?

Guess first before you find the Bible verses for answer. :P

Recollect the Days of Grace

In the advent of 2012, let's recollect our past with
Psalm 65:

"Praise awaits you, our God in Zion, our vows shall be fulfilled."
Many promises made, but rarely kept.
Promises to read the Bible daily, to pray more,
to speak no foulness, to yield fruits of the Holy Spirit;
none lasted long throughout 2011.

"When we were overwhelmed by sins, You forgave our transgressions."
Again I nailed You back on the cross,
again Your tears fall, while Your grace lasts long.
Again Your forgiveness and love, last long.

"You care for the land and water it; you enrich it abundantly.
The streams of God are filled with water."
Life in Christ so wondrous, evil enthrals but I now stand fearless.
His word so fertile and I shall no longer thirst.

"You drench its furrows and level its ridges;
you soften it with showers and bless its crops. "
The hardest ground, the harshest trials,
Out of the sure hopelessness, You make hope sprout.
Out of the impossible, You shower miracles.
Out of the bitter cold and sorrow, You straighten our paths.

These, I have all experienced.
And envisioning 2012, I shall do better only to repay Your immaculate love,
by glorifying You. Amen.