in Weakness – October 14-16, 2025 (329/365)

(from the notebook)

October 14, 2025 (PST)

Going a day ahead here; Thankful for the Word.

…And, actually, before I even venture into the Word, I’d like to be thankful. Rather, I want to dwell on being thankful. I want to give thanks.

I must insist in mentioning – this isn’t a result of brainwashing, nor is it an attempt to brainwash myself, much less others. I insist in saying this is all out of the overflow of the Holy Spirit alive in me, as I am, here and now, alive in the presence of our Almighty God – Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

So, hah, okay, it’s not as much me brainwashing that I’m not being brainwashed more than it is insistence of my placing focus and emphasis on the Truth – that by Christ I am washed – more than washed, cleansed – more than cleansed, by Christ I am in right-standing with my Creator, who is my Father…

…and for that, I am thankful.

1 Preserve me, O God, for in You I put my trust.

2 O my soul, you have said to the LORD, “You are my Lord, My goodness is nothing apart from You.”

3 As for the saints who are on the earth, “They are the excellent ones, in whom is all my delight.”

Psalms 16:1-3

Father, my goodness is nothing apart from You. You are all that is good in me. Your Life engulfs mine fully, completely, vastly; As infinity engulfs limits, and as an ocean graciously, terribly accepts a drop. You are all that is good… and all Your delight is in me.

Thank You, Father. Thank You for the great peace implied in Your unbeatable goodness. Thank You for Jesus, through whom… rather, by Jesus’ finished work I make these claims – rather, in Christ I claim my God’s promises.

Be exalted, Father – Be glorified to the maximum, in the highest, now and forever.

Thank You. Thank You for life. Thank You for peace. Preservation. We praise out of pain. We sing and rejoice even in our shame!

Thank You, Jesus.

October 15, 2025 (MNL)

The steadfast love of our God, the Lord Almighty – it is endless. Everlasting. Never ending. Never ceasing. As such I dare say it is a present, potent love. In fact, it is as present as God is present – because God is love.

It’s time like these – in the calm, which is also the storm – that we remember that love. The body may be still but the mind is overwhelmed… or vice versa. Even so, we have love.

…Rather, love has us. And this love isn’t A love, but THE Love, with a capital ‘L’.

(continued, October 16, 2025)

I know I must move, but here I am prioritizing comfort.

I know what must be done, but here I am insisting on just… chilling.

I hate this, but at the same time, I don’t really care.

But I lay claim in the promise – that is, that I thank my Father, through Jesus Christ my Lord, because He has set me free of this body of sin. This body of compromise and this body of dead weight – literally dead, literally heavy.

I give thanks to my Father, because through Christ I no longer live according to the flesh or its demands and burdens. Through Christ, and by His finished work I am made alive in the Spirit of Life, and in Him I live, move and have my being.

Even now, as I course and navigate between these choppy seas of indolence and just the dead past trying to come back to life in and around me… I give thanks to God. I thank God that even in this darkness, He is the Light that lasts and endures.

In the bondage I give thanks, because there is more emphasis in the infinitely superior freedom that I have in Christ. And by the power of His name I am able to stand fast in this freedom; I stand strong above the shame.

My God is good, and my Father is faithful. He never leaves us, He never forsakes us. He is present in the void. He is light in the darkness. I thank God for Jesus, who is my Life and Righteousness, even in all the death and the sin that abounds. I thank God, that through Christ – where sin abounds, yes, grace does abound much more.

Even in the lows, may He continue to be praised. Even in rejection, may His acceptance continue to be projected and preached across the earth.

O my soul, be strong and courageous. Put your hope in God.

O, my soul, look to Him – Look to the empty cross and see that all has been done for our redemption.

Give Him glory, o my soul – Bless the Lord, o my soul.

Amen.

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