What's in a cup?

Thanks to Nee (1972), my mind was able to connect the dots in one centripetal motion to cause a revelation in my mind. After reading this excerpt, I felt I owed all authority figures in my life some mark of respect. And I wanted to meet as many authority figures as possible. This is what it said: 'Some think our Lord's prayer in Gethsemane when His sweat fell like great drops of blood was due to the weakness of His flesh, to His fear of drinking the cup. Not at all, for the prayer in Gethsemane is on the same principle as 1 Samuel 15:22. It is the highest prayer in which our Lord expresses His obedience to God's authority. Our Lord obeys God's authority first, more than sacrificing Himself on the cross. He prays earnestly that He may know what is the will of God. He does not say, "I want to be crucified, I must drink the cup." He merely insists on obeying. He says in effect, "If it be possible for me not to go to the cross," but even...

I am here to prepare for my next meeting with the Lord. When next I see him, I want to be blameless. I do not want to go to Him ashamed. I simply want to adore Him. An hour to the Lord might be a thousand years in real time. No matter how long it takes, He expects my trust. He knows it costs me patience to wait on Him, but He is always merciful to be on time. In this time, I will prepare, because I know the Lord is coming. I will clean from my heart what dirt I can - confess my sins and hence unburden myself from them, and in this time, the time He has given me, I will make every effort to show Him my love by fighting for his kingdom.

It's been so long since I have written, I feel I should apologise for my absence, as I used to do to my Dear Diary when I was young and hadn't written to it over an extended period of time, undoubtedly when I did not know what the word extension meant. Furthermore, I must add that I have a conflicting relationship with writing. When I am writing, it feels like it gives my life meaning, and if I don't record at the end of the day the thoughts I had, it is as though that day had not taken place at all. On the other hand, when I don't write, I justify my behavior by saying that I am too busy living life to write about it. I received a phonecall this evening that reminded me of my blog, and when the name "What's in a cup?" was mentioned, I was intrigued, and then the blonde moment passed and I realised that is the name of my very own blog, which plunged me into greater laughter at myself, for that is surely a sign that it's been too long since I ha...

What greater persuasion is there than truth? Let us say truth really does exist. If truth exists, then it is an objective reality. It is not based upon our subjective point of view. It is not a matter of perception, but a reality apart from us. If truth exists, it exists regardless of human perception and human existence. It simply is. It simply is the truth. If truth is an objective reality, that means it is like a ball that has no sides. Truth is not a coin that you can flip on either side. Truth doesn't have simply two sides of a story. If truth were a ball, it would not have sides. You could look at it from any angle and it would still remain circular and complete. And it would seem impossible to get to its core down deep. So let's say truth exists, as an objective reality, as a ball without sides, then what? Why should we bother about truth? Why should we interest ourselves in truth when it so often brings light to things we'd rather keep hidden, li...