My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever - Psalm 73:26
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Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. "More about Jesus would I know, More of His grace to others show, More of His saving fullness see, More of His love who died for me." -Hewitt Come and be glad... Ps 104:34 Link: http://1040window.org/Window of Opportunity is called to reach the least, the lost, and the last people groups in the 10/40 Window. We serve as a mobilization and networking resource for intercession and strategic outreach.
God has raised up this ministry to share the good news of Christ with people in nations who have yet to hear it. Our aim is to mobilize and facilitate short term mission trips (2-3 weeks in length) to enable anyone to GO and SERVE unreached peoples within the 10/40 window. By serving with Window of Opportunity, you can make a difference in one or more of the following ways: 
Here are some quotes I've picked up on the topic on "wonder" and "awe" To define wonder for an adult
before seeing it
through the eyes of a child
is to miss the marvel of infancy
- R.Zacharias
All the world's a stage
And all the men and women merely players
They have their exits and their entrances;
and one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. [Infancy, Schoolboy, Lover, Soldier, Middle-age, Decline, Old Age]
Last scene of all
That ends this strange eventful hisotry.
Is second childishness, and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything...
- Shakespeare
It's odd God.
Time's shoeless feet
sneaked up on me
and caught me by surprise.
The days of youth I knew so well
are gone with the blink of an eye
Innocent play and laughter,
tire swings and fun,
those days were too soon ended
when I thought they'd only begun.
Backyard friends were many
Worries and fears were few.
Hopes and dreams were not yet dashed.
But life as it was then is through.
No longer tree swings,
now they're blowouts,
that complicate schedules and work
as I recklessly race down the freeway
in search of paychecks and perks
How I long for the years of my childhood,
when life was uncluttered and free.
Perhaps there's a way to reprogram my goals
and capture the me that was me
- Anon.
At the cross Jesus gave
the final and
ultimate gift of
unmerited favor.
- R. Zacharias
What language shall I borrow to thank Thee, dearest friend
For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end?
Oh, make me Thine forever, and should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never, outlive my love for Thee....
Lord this is my prayer to you:
One thing I have asked from the Lord,
that I shall seek:
That I may dwell in the house of the Lord
all the days of my life,
To behold the beauty of the Lord
and to mediate in His temple.... Psalm 27:4
I know, its not the most original blog title, but my brain is close to toast and I am wondering if I am doing the right thing here blogging instead of chugging along with this assignment I am doing. Actually, I think I should be blogging, coz blogging does not require me to write in academic proper language. It doesnt even matter if I dont have my punctuation marks in the right place, and the best thing about blogging? I dont have to use Endnote for references! Arrrggghhh...you've probably guessed this girl has been writing one too many assignments..... Oh man oh man...I will try not to complain too much..I know you guys must have had your own share of toils and sufferings... Let me do a quick update: I am on my last semester of school!!! aahahahahaha...God will see me through..I think most of my classmates are feeling it, we are feeling the end is near, and we are seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, but....this end is torturous... We have 6 assignments in 3 weeks...and it seems there is not enough time to rest and recoup at the end of each submission... I find that my rest breaks are longer and longer, and I had to drag myself back to work... Its like a long marathon race, and the final lap seems to take forever to get to... Oh, and this is probably news to you: but 3 months ago I had a pet rabbit...and last sunday, he died...I cant explain it but I am still kinda grieving... I did not kill him, but he evidently committed suicide...he jammed his neck on the gaps of his metal cage...??? So sunday afternoon after church, I had two loving brothers help me dig up a grave for Peter (yes, his name was Peter Rabbit, Peter S. Rabbit, or Rabbit, P.S.) and we did a quick funeral... We even had a small tombstone...sigh...its directly outside my room...I had many good memories of Peter, small furry ball of joy...loved the sound of him chewing a carrot...and many afternoon of fun chasing him with a mop in the garden....don't ask me why I chase my rabbit... but yeah, he was a ton of joy...fur ball of blessings...and I will remember him forever...my first ever personal pet.... Now I am praying for another pet...was so tempted to rock up to the pet store today to grab me a pair of fighting fish...but thought otherwise...I had a distant memory of my cousin's fish also committing suicide...oh....sometimes I wish my memory aint so sharp... Anyway, thanks for tuning in to Christina's babbles and scribbles... I had a good 10 mins procrastinating :) Bless ya! It's the longest day of the week...makes you wish the weekends can grow longer...you've guessed it, its Monday... This morning on the drive to work, I was just so exhausted....the music from the radio were irritating and doesn't do a thing to quell my feelings. I woke up at the sound of my alarm blaring away at me, shattering the already uneasy sleep. It felt as though my head was so busy processing my dreams, and it was churning at full speed, and when I had to wake up to the reality, I was, truthfully, wanting to crash back to bed. To my toasty warm bed... Guess what? Today my bible reading in the book of Proverbs has a very interesting insight to what I do every Monday morning in bed: "As a door swings back and forth on its hinges, so the lazy person turns over in bed."  Oh, guilty as charged...I confess, I can be pretty lazy...ugh, but mondays are just tough... Let's turn back to the weekend...on the surface, it seems like I had it filled with all it should be. Food, sleep, church and all day Sunday fellowship, plus doing the mundane chores (which are surprisingly therapeutic). I was so happily busy. Had a nice walk too by the river, and spotted 2 friendly dolphins..beat that! It was a dazzling sunset when the sky was a painter's color palatte, God was simply showing us his colors... impressed my socks off...But as I lay my head down to sleep on Sunday night, annoyed at the clock because it says I have just over 6 hours before I had to get up, I realized, oh man, the reason I was so tired and so busy but not feeling terribly satisfied with how things went, is because, I was just so busy that I didn't really sit down and hang out with the most important person in my life = Paapa...God... Simplicity.....I need to trim it down...cut the unnecessary....give myself to Him who helped me throughout the week...actually, take that back, my whole life and for ever and ever... Okay, that bit is just a reflection...of a not so rested/satisfying weekend... I just received an email .... it's nearly time, well, closer to the time of the year when the Muslims will be going through the month of Ramadan... here's a little slice of what a Muslim believes.. THE 5 PILLARS OF ISLAM.... 1. Reciting the two-fold Creed (shahada) (profession of faith) - ‘There is no God but Allah’ and ‘Muhammad is his prophet’ (or ‘Muhammad is the Messenger of God’). 2. Prayer (salat) - At five set-times a day while facing towards the city of Mecca. 3. Alms-giving (sakat) (zakat - means ‘purification’, an act of worship) - Both obligatory and voluntary giving to the poor. 4. Fasting (saum) - Especially during the ‘holy’ month of Ramadan. 5. Pilgrimage (hajj) - At least once in a lifetime - to Mecca, Saudi Arabia if at all possible, known as The Hajj. Growing up in Indonesia, I have always thought of Muslims as neighbors, indeed, I live as their neighbors, wake up to the Arabic declarations eminating from the nearby mosque and love hanging out with the kids who live around me... Now as a Christ follower, I see more reasons to love Muslims, in a deeper and more significant way... I pray this season the Holy Spirit will enable me to pray faithfully and be more in tuned with my prayers during the month of Ramadan. I believe God is at work, and his heart is for also our neighbors who are Muslims. I hope that Christians can join in and love our neighbors during this important time of Ramadan...He is BIG enough...amen?? Here's a link: http://www.30-days.net/ (let's put love, faith and hope into action...) Yours in Christ... a little girl asks her father why Jesus Christ had to die. Then Jesus asks His Father the same question and His answer tells of Gods love for us all
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Download this and other original video files with Multiply Premium.Link: http://30-days.netHi sisters and brothers, its that time of the year again...time to love our neighbors through prayers...
let's pray together...  Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. When there is hatred, let me sow love, Where there is injury, pardon, Where there is love, faith, Where there is despair, hope, Where there is darkness, light, Where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console, not so much to be understood as to understand, not so much to be loved, as to love; for it is in giving that we receive, it is in pardoning that we are pardoned, it is in dying, that we awake to eternal life. - this prayer is associated with Franceis of Assisi, and reflects his spirit... Whee, its been a while since I wrote something here. Today is my rest day and I am going to start scribbling again.
Dear Daddy God,
in spite of my failings, I know Your compassion and forgiveness.
In the midst of my broken pride, I sense Your strength and comfort. In my
loss of direction, I look to Your leading. I will always be secure in Your protection.
Thanks be to You, Lord Jesus..
Should Thy mercy send me
Sorrow, toil and woe,
Or should pain attend me
on my path below.
Grant that I may never
Fail Thy hand to see;
Grant that I may ever
Cast my care on Thee.
- James Montgomery
Over the weekend, and boy, do these weekends go past real quick, I have had a few notable events. I sit on my desk now, on a mid Monday morning, relishing my real rest. I thank God for the pain in my lower belly that really rendered me useless to any form of physical activity, but save my active mind. So here I am writing away, and feeling content that I am with no one else but my Father in Heaven as my sole company. I was immobilized by my pain last night, despite taking NSAIDS, I wrestled with the idea of taking a leave today from work. But I think I have put the nagging thoughts past my head and trusted God that today is a profitable day to dwell upon God and all His generous giving of rest, and to my great delight, to sit by Jesus' feet and listen to Him...
I did not forget that I started writing that there were a few notable events the past weekend. And yes, this all too familiar pain episodes in one of them. Others are of a different nature. A friend managed to secure the loan of "Luther" the movie, chronicling the life of Martin Luther, the man who started the Protestant Reformation. Hmm, I have a lot of thoughts about that one subject alone. Where do I even begin??
I think I start with thanksgiving. I thank God that He does not allow his truth to be marred. He decides the course of history, authors it and will see the end of it. How Christianity began is through the life of his Son, Jesus, who is the truth..
Echoing the apostle John:
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through Him, and apart from Him nothing came into being that has come into being. In Him was life, and the life was the Light of men. The Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.
John 1:1-5
There was the true Light, which coming into the world, enlightens every man. He was in the world, and the world was made through Him, and the world did not know Him. He came to His own, and those who were His own did not receive Him. But as many received Him, to them He gave he right to become children of God, even to those who believe in His name (v. 9-12).
I am amazed how God rescues His people, how God rescues us from the tyranny of ourselves, from the all familiar 'laws' that twisted the truth and nature of God. I am grateful to be able to read my bible, and to be touched by the message of love from the Living God. Blood of faithful martyrs enabled this and seeing that movie, awakens me to realize again that the Word is so powerful. Lives can be altered and changed. God is not aloof and detached from human suffering, bondage and misery. He knows and is working in the lives of people who obeys him to transform history for his glory. One such man is Luther..
Something else is also shaking, rattling and threatening the course of our ordinary lives. So, our lives are not that ordinary after all. In the friendships that we hold dear, the enemy stalks and wants to steal and destroy. He wants something that is precious in the sight of God. Without much details, I'd been praying for God to guide us through turbulent waters. God answered magnificently. I know I am skipping the details, but I am content to write these bits which, personally, are the ones that will make all the difference: God has declared again and again, He is above all our circumstances!!
1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from? 2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1-2 I guess the world may never know why we Christians stake all our claims, all our hopes, fears and burdens on the Cross. It is a pretty ironic thing isnt it? Where our LORD was bullied, laughed at, mocked at, and tortured to death, comes the amazing come back. He defeated Death, and all our sinful passions, worries, things that stumble us, everything that makes the world the way it is, is nailed to that wonderful cross. I can't ever fully comprehend the full extent of what Jesus did, but I sure am liberated, sure am grateful that when I look to the cross, I see help, and experience hope... As I look to the cross of Jesus, God has given courage and zeroed my fear and doubts. He says my fruit will be determined by what kind of a tree I am. I say to God in response, "Dad, I am planted in the soil of your salvation, my lifeblood flows the blood of Christ, my old seed has died and now in me, flows your Holy Spirit, so I choose my fruit to be Your will, and if you supply it, my fruit will be the expansion of Your Kingdom, right here, right now, glorify Your Name!!" I say that with a mighty shout...be afraid enemies of God, here comes the real mighty one...
I pray for wisdom and courage to face Jesus with the current "difficult" situation with a dear group of friends. I am ready to sit through it, hear the hurts, with no retort, with no smart words, just allowing God to work through me with His grace, and outflow of empathy. I don't honestly know how it will go...but it has been surrendered and committed to HIM... Jesus will lead us through it...
God has shown His commitment to the maturing of our Christian walk and development of our character. He desires humility from us to do something with us. It is painful to relinquish control, and to take risk in order to get 'hits' from other people. It is tough to listen to harsh words or witness hurts that in one way or another is caused by myself. Thankfully, I am not a great girl of faith, but a girl having faith of a great God.
Finally, another highlight of the week is a discipleship program that I've just joined, and this one is a real puncher... THE REALITY OF GLOBAL POVERTY...
ah ha!! Living radically like Jesus requires His followers to face up to the tough issues...
here's a few links to shed some light...(beware, they challenge us...only if you are ready...)
There will always be poor people in the land. Therefore I command you to be openhanded toward your brothers and toward the poor and needy in your land. Deuteronomy 15:11
My whole being will exclaim, "Who is like you, O LORD ? You rescue the poor from those too strong for them, the poor and needy from those who rob them." Psalm 35:10
Links:
- http://www.micahchallenge.org/english/
- http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/politics/4232603.stm (Nelson Mandela's speech on poverty)
- http://www.makepovertyhistory.com
"...In this new century, millions of people in the world's poorest countries remain imprisoned, enslaved, and in chains. They are trapped in the prison of poverty. It is time to set them free. Like slavery and apartheid, poverty is not natural. It is man-made and it can be overcome and eradicated by the actions of human beings. And overcoming poverty is not a gesture of charity. It is an act of justice. It is the protection of a fundamental human right, the right to dignity and a decent life. While poverty persists, there is no true freedom." - N.Mandela
Lord God in Heaven,
Holy is your name. I am on earth, and let my words be few. Father, I follow Jesus and I am outraged by the state that we are in the world today. But Lord, your heart must feel weighed more than mine is. I ask Lord that your will be done, and your people tune in to your heart's cry, to hear of your love for the people, in all areas of injustice, in all areas of human suffering, whether collective or personal, Lord I pray for laborers to participate in your act of saving this world through the Good News and actions of love that Jesus Himself would have done if he was physically present in our world. I pray you'd break us, to see with new eyes and feel with your heart, and be guided by the Holy Spirit, areas where small but significant things can be done, to make a difference, to show the love of Christ. Let the banner of Jesus be lifted up on high, so that more will come to the Living streams of water...Lord, personally, I ask that You'll renew my mind, heart to search deeper for You, to follow You in all terrains of life, and to not be distracted from Your Presence...
I ask in Jesus' mighty Name...Amen...
 Another Sunday that just passed...and this is one of those random, write-my-thoughts-down-as-fast-as-they-come blogs...you've been warned... I was chatting to a sister in Christ this evening on the ride home about how truly seasons change in our walk in the LORD. Last night, I took a long time reading my past blogs and realizing, wow, LORD, I've changed...the circumstances surrounding my life did not seem to have changed much, but how amazing, I have... Today in worship at church, I felt impressed by God telling me that, He is above all my circumstances.. I saw the image of a little girl running across stones that bridges a smoothly flowing river, she was light, dressed in a flowy white dress and her laughter is pure joy. She has no burdens, and as she makes her jumps from stone to stone, she knew where she was going. The river banks was soft green grass and she was barefoot. Reaching the other side of the river, she was welcomed, and scooped into the arms of Someone who loved her, delights in her and wanted to tell her lots and lots of wonderful things.. Come as a child..come as you are..come to your Papa.. I think I need to abandon my identity as what the world sees me as and come to my LORD, and drink deeply into his everlasting fountain..I am so desperately thirsty LORD... A sister said to me today too that Simeon.. the name that was on my hat meant that 'God has heard'...Wow, mind blowing...I think and, it always never failed to amaze me that, God is so intuned with our feelings, and what we are going through..and who are we? We are but a flower that fades, a breath that disappears... Wow, that God, in so many ways, tries to tell me that he hears, and he knows...I think today he means to say every circumstances I face, he is ABOVE it all... Boy, do I feel small...and I think feeling small is a good thing...that I remember who is in charge here, it is Daddy God.. not me...I just rest under his wings, and what I need, I can find it in the person of Jesus, and His grace....is enough for me... So, back to me reading my past seasons in walking with Jesus...this is why it brought the message home: Beware of paying attention or going back to what you once were, when God wants you to be something that you have never been. "If anyone wills to do His will, he shall know . . ." ( John 7:17 ). If you yourself do not cut the lines that tie you to the dock, God will have to use a storm to sever them and to send you out to sea. Put everything in your life afloat upon God, going out to sea on the great swelling tide of His purpose, and your eyes will be opened. If you believe in Jesus, you are not to spend all your time in the calm waters just inside the harbor, full of joy, but always tied to the dock. You have to get out past the harbor into the great depths of God, and begin to know things for yourself— begin to have spiritual discernment (Oswald Chambers) Lord, I want to know...I want to fulfill the purpose you have for me in my life.. Help me see the bigger picture, help me to feel small...and in that way, magnify your glory... Good night Daddy...  | Category: | Books | | Genre: | Health, Mind & Body | | Author: | Dr. Henry Cloud |
I wanted to find answers to some of the self awareness problems that I've been stuck with for some time. This book helps me see things from the developmental psychology perspective, and really aided me in seeing things from the Biblical view as well...It was good and easy reading, hehe, if you've done developmental psych, but no matter if you haven't, Dr. Cloud did a good job explaining it in lay man's terms...Money well spent for me...It's very highlighted and I am using the study guide to help me sink and apply the material...GO GET ONE!!! READ IT!!!
Available at Koorong's....   There are so many demands of my time, energy and emotion. I think for the most part of this year, I was caught up with many voices, calling out to me. I failed to hear the most quiet and intimite call and I drifted farther and farther away from my first love. Sigh~the last 3 weeks have caused me more hiccups than I can remember for quite some time. So, this weekend, I truly wave my little white flag, humbled myself and ask the question,"Please Daddy, come and take me out of this fog, or if it is Your will Daddy, let me remain and do you proud." Daddy knows me so well, he is never far from me. He sees me and knows my every thought. He knows I am rather deaf, so he brings me friends, with an audible human voice to speak to me. I hear him now, and I will keep quiet, and be still. He has lots to say to me, almost like a catching up session. I think if I pause long enough, I will hear him. He is so good, and I am not ashamed to see him. All the blaming and questionings have ceased as I approach his throne of grace. He is the most patient and understanding Father. He knew I'd come to him, he knew I'd ran out of steam on my own little wonderings. I got distracted, and the experience is similar to a child getting lost in the mall. Now, I am standing in the crowd, wondering where Daddy's hand is, but little did I know, he never did lose sight of me at all. He gave me a chance to learn, explore and realize my own strengths, and of course, limitations. But never will he withdraw himself from me, because I bring delight to him, from the moment he made me, he says, he delights in me. That makes me feel special, and, as I come to him now, not at all feeling condemned. What a safe place to be, in the presence of Daddy... "Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing" James 1:2-4 Last night, Daddy sent me his friend, someone who has met his son, Jesus. I was afraid of walking home in the dark, so I prayed and asked for help to get home. The train was bright, but I was not sure, there was a man across from me who was drunk and he is getting off the same station as I was. I got off the train, walked down the steps. Who did I see? A man who knows Daddy well, he loves being with Daddy too...He talks with Daddy everyday, every moment, and listens to his voice. How encouraging. We walked the cold and dark streets, and my heart glowed with warmth. His stories are so genuine, and as though he knew what I've been struggling with, he pulls out his mobile, touched the screen and showed me the verse above...I think Daddy has a word for me.. I think I want to be still now.. I want to be like this man, who is ready to listen to the smallest whispers of God, and obey...It's been a while, and I am weary of how things have been like for me lately...I'm ready to come under His wings and stay there for ages...to be fed and watered by His grace, truth and redemptive time... to be more and more like HIM and to see even more clearly the destiny He has planned for me... Praise the LORD, all nations; Laud Him, all peoples! For His lovingkindness is great toward us, and the truth of the LORD is everlasting. Praise the LORD! Psalm 117... Find out what is happening and decide...
Download this and other original video files with Multiply Premium. This was sent out from my email a while ago, thought it will be a good idea to stick it here..hv a read pls.. Dear Friends,
you know I am hardly the person to email much, but behold, now there is actually a real good reason to emaila whole bunch of you, and request for your help regarding something that is close to my heart...please read and see if this is something you might want to be a part of...
CHILDREN BURIED ALIVE (I am NOT kidding!)
Stop the Amazon Infanticide!!
1. View the Hakani video at www.youtube.com. Rate it and send the link to others. Post it on your own website and blog
2. Go to Facebook and find the "HAKANI" group. Join the group and invite all your friends to join. Also check out www.hakani.org
3. Email your approval of Muwaji's Law to:
Arlindo Chinaglia (President of the Congress) dep.arlindochinaglia@camara.gov.br
Pompeo De Mattos (President of the Congress' Human Rights and Minorities Committee) dep.pompeodemattos@camara.gov.br
Tarso Genro (Minister of Justice) Gabinetemj@mj.gov.br
4. Use the sample letters (below) to email the Australian embassy in Brazil (if you are in Australia, otherwise, please google your own embassy): embaustr@dfat.gov.au and the Brazilian Embassy in Australia: consulado@brazilsydney.org
This bit is the usual: Please email 3 personal contacts to do the same, please ask them to pass these steps on to 3 of their contacts.
Also look for the internet movie premiere on July 13th at www.hakani.org
Christina again: Thanks for getting this far, I hope you'd set aside some time for this, because I have seen the video and heard from the people working to impact the decision. They've spoken to many people in government and there's a huge wave of effort happening online. Can't sit still and do nothing, so here goes...
If you decide to help, THANKS! and know there are countless lives you've affected...Please roll this on, and lets make a huge impact...
In HIM,
Christina
sample letter:
Dear,
Recently I have become aware that children are being buried alive in Brazil today. Infanticide is a common practice performed by many indigenous groups. The Brazilian government seems to support this injustice.
Deputy Francisco Praciano (PT-AM) declared publicly: "The Declaration of Human Rights and the Constitution does not apply to the Indians. It just doesn't" How can the government of Brazil maintain this position that flies in the face of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights and other international agreements?
It has also come to my attention that many indigenous people in Brazil want to stop this practice. Unfortunately the Brazilian government stops them. They intimidate individuals and groups that want to save these children's lives from certain death. In addition, the government has put culture over the value of life. I find this unacceptable.
It seems to be that they are treating the indigenous people like some exotic animals. They do not have the right of self-determination or the right of residency. This amounts to national shame.
However there is glimmer of hope. Congresswoman Janete Rocha Pieta (email: dep.janetrochapieta@camara.gov.br) has submitted Muwaji's Law (Law Project 1057/2007). This will give protection for the indigenous children against infanticide as well as give human rights to the indigenous people.
I ask you. Please learn about Muwaji's Law (www.hakani.org as well as voiceforlife.blogspot.com) and exert pressure on the State Department to engage in discussion about Muwaji's Law in your bilateral relationship. It comes up for discussion in June 2008.
Thank you for your consideration
Sincerely
(Your name)
Link: http://edition.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2007/gods.warriors/I don't really have the time yet to check this special edition out, but the title is really catchy dont you think? Is the world going to listen up now? Or do we need a major event (e.g. Babylonian captivity) to wake everyone up? I wonder... An overview of using a head mounted laser pointer as one form of low tech communication.
Who says they're missing out??
Because I want to, and because you don't really mind (do you?) and also because I just got back from the Independent Living Center, so let me fill you in on a subject called assistive technology to elevate your knowledge regarding this matter beyond that of the average Joe out there... Assistive technology is any device or product that is useful for a person's enhanced functioning and participation (Scherer, 2001). So thats why OTs and people in the rehabilitative business (healthcare and such) have to be able to assist persons with disabilities to find that equipment, or tool or device to be able to live a quality life. Imagine wanting to speak but you cant? Imagine wanting to write a blog, but you've got only function on your neck? So what can my profession (OT) offer you? We would assist by doing a complete assessment and this goes beyond physical, to see how can your lifestyle, expectation, resource and ability fit with an equipment. So, we'd collaborate with the client and his/her family, their care-givers, and the rest of the team (physios, speech pathologist, doctor, nurses, podiatrist, yada yada) to find the best fit. 3 weeks ago, we did this massive assignment for a case study of a client who has a massive spinal cord injury from neck down. Wow, it was a mind blowing case, where we'd try and piece his occupational life together literally. What do I mean? Well, we have to help him get back into life again, and in this assignment, we covered his major wish list such as being able to mobilize again (move, go from place to place) independently, to be able to watch TV and use the computer, and hang out like we all wanna do. Life doesn't end when you've got a disability. Life goes on, and I love my future job, its about helping people pick up the pieces, modifying it, and pushing them on to a life they've (literally) never knew. Last night during my devotional, I read this:"Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise" Phil 4:8 How cool and praise be to God that despite the endless hours in the library and eating yucky food coz I'm too preoccupied with my assignments, that I can dwell on such up-lifting thoughts, that in all that I am learning, God has the glory and honor that he is truly the one allowing me the privilege of studying and preparing myself to be in life-long service to the God of creation. Wow, the thought of that, just blew me away! Halleluja!
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