Who You Are… Who Are You…



  1. (in Christianity and other monotheistic religions) The creator and ruler of the universe and source of all moral authority; the supreme being
  2. (in certain other religions) A superhuman being or spirit worshiped as having power over nature or human fortunes; a deity
  3. An image, idol, animal, or other object worshiped as divine or symbolizing a god
  4. Used as a conventional personification of fate
  5. An adored, admired, or influential person
  6. A thing accorded the supreme importance appropriate to a god
  7. The gallery in a theater
  8. The people sitting in this area

It is so hard for me to wrap my little brain around an almighty powerful God. This past week I have actually found myself trying to do and failing. A King who is jealous for me, A Father who’s love for me is all consuming, A Friend who gets me – knows what I’m thinking before I ever utter a word.

How on earth is this even possible? I cannot see a King concerning himself with me, what I am going through. A Father who loves me regardless of what I do or have done, one who sings over me?! What is that about? A Friend who gets me, just for just – Har!

You see, I have been taught otherwise, by the movies I have watched, the books I have read and the people I have interacted with, such things are unheard of. If you really loved me, you wouldn’t have let me go through this suffering, if you were all knowing, why didn’t you warn me?

The Bible calls you: Supreme Being. King of Kings. Father. Creator. Hater. Ruler. Cause of Wars, Disease & Famine. Corrupt. Abba. Love. Lover. Intimate Friend. Almighty. Powerful. Comforter. Faithful. Just.

But what does the Bible know?

There was no AIDS or suicide Bombers in that day. God seemed to speak a lot during that time, today… the only time I have audibly heard from you, it has cost me a price. I heard that you created me unique, then why did you place me near those that constantly make me ‘feel’ un-unique

Bible tells us who you are, but I need to know, who are you??

Can I even define you? Do I even know how to start defining you? How can I trust you, if my definition of trust is nowhere near yours? Rumour has is it, you defend me – but once again, I cannot see any evidence of this. You see, I believe what I see.

How do I know You?


Posted by on August 31, 2011 in Devotions, GOD, Inspiration


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Until We Are Broken, Our Lives Will Be Self-Centered

True strength does not come out of bravado. Until we are broken, our life will be self-centered, self-reliant; our strength will be our own. So long as you think you are really something in and of yourself, what will you need God for? I don’t trust a man who hasn’t suffered; I don’t let a man get close to me who hasn’t faced his wound. Think of the posers you know-are they the kind of man you would call at 2:00 A.M., when life is collapsing around you? Not me. I don’t want clich?s; I want deep, soulful truth, and that only comes when a man has walked the road I’ve been talking about. As Frederick Buechner says,

To do for yourself the best that you have it in you to do-to grit your teeth and clench your fists in order to survive the world at its harshest and worst-is, by that very act, to be unable to let something be done for you and in you that is more wonderful still. The trouble with steeling yourself against the harshness of reality is that the same steel that secures your life against being destroyed secures your life also against being opened up and transformed. (The Sacred Journey)

Only when we enter our wound will we discover our true glory. As Robert Bly says, “Where a man’s wound is, that is where his genius will be.” There are two reasons for this. First, the wound was given in the place of your true strength, as an effort to take you out. Until you go there you are still posing, offering something more shallow and insubstantial. And therefore, second, it is out of your brokenness that you discover what you have to offer the community. The false self is never wholly false. Those gifts we’ve been using are often quite true about us, but we’ve used them to hide behind. We thought that the power of our life was in the golden bat, but the power is in us. When we begin to offer not merely our gifts but our true selves, that is when we become powerful.

(Wild at Heart , 137-38)

Published, 30th Aug, Ransomed Heart // Daily Reading

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Posted by on August 30, 2011 in Devotions, Life


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Andy Kristian Photography

Today, I would like to give a shout out to Andy & Sonia over at Andy Kristian Photography.

I absolutely adore their photography, check them out

Photo Credit: Andy Kristian Photography


Posted by on August 28, 2011 in Inspiration, Life


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this is me.

i am trp, known to some as the rising page, and to others as Devyn Princess.

i love babies and i have recently fallen in love with being pregnant. i cannot get over what it would feel like to have a baby grow inside of you, poke you, wake you up at midnight. i overwhelmed with sadness when i see mothers struggling with children in public transport, worse still fathers carry their little ones in the pouring rain making their way home.

i love great design, and in fact this afternoon i shall be going over to the craft market to buy a medallion i saw – well may be i’ll buy two instead. when i was 7 years young, i fell in love with computers, told my dad that i would work with them when i became older – alas, that is exactly what i am doing. in as much as i love design as a whole, website design always intrigues me more. i was introduced to adobe flash by these talented people, you can call me a flash junkie – i love any excuse to use it. actual website development without using flash has been a playing field for me over the past 12 months – teaching myself, stumbling along the way, getting frustrated and fighting with my computer during the long nights but I love it all the same.

i greatly admire people who are living out their dreams, i totally love people who act on the call of God on their lives. i love people who are a part of something, something bigger than themselves. i love people who push themselves and are constantly redefining their limit. i’m constantly in my itunes listening to inspiration from everywhere – music, podcasts, audio books. some of the people that love and absolutely adore are charity water, addmaya, design kingdom, oasis la church, hillsong london, catalyst leadership, newspring church, celebration church… to mention but a few. recently, i visited the charity water site and I noticed that their logo is actually in lowercase with a full stop. (yes like that one). So this entire post is dedicated to charity water and all her initiatives…

i believe i have been called cheeky, not really sure what this means. my heart has been broken several times to the point i’m not sure there is much left. i still believe in old skool love – the brown sugar kind – all consuming & immersive kind and as i wait, i shall be working me out – preparing me for the experience of a lifetime, yes – i am also a hopeful romantic.

i love writing; to be able to create something, imagine it and accurately express it to someone else; oooohh! may be i just like creating. i make funny faces everytime i am infront of a mirror, i like a diverse range of music – mix and mash everything together.

sometimes when i’m walking down a road and you see me smile for no apparent reason, know that i’m having a chat with my abba and he is just doing his thing. i love him and the love he has for me, i cannot even begin to explain.

i cry in the rain and on the bathroom floor, i love javas fries and icecream sundae (the one that comes with brownies). i love my friends completely and totally and would do anything for them.

i am a true melancholic.

and you?

i realise i have gone overboard, but this was started by the fabulous Angela Kintu over at hers. so please join us on this self discovery path of who we are, seeing as i am good at following instructions i shall let you know the upside of this…

on a separate line of awesomeness. If you do this for me, it will be the equivalent of signing my bra.

Now, all of you, if you do not do this in like the next 235 minutes, you will have four years of fleas and a kitten somewhere will die from being sat on by a Transformer.

(Qoute has been edited to suit the current blogger 🙂 )


Posted by on August 26, 2011 in Life, Me


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Denial is a favorite method of coping for many Christians. But not with Jesus. He wants truth in the inmost being, and to get it there he’s got to take us into our inmost being. One way he’ll do this is by bringing up an old memory. You’ll be driving down the road and suddenly remember something from your childhood. Or maybe you’ll have a dream about a long-forgotten person, event, or place. However he brings it up, go with him there. He has something to say to you.

The lessons that have been laid down in pain can be accessed only in pain. Christ must open the wound, not just bandage it over. Sometimes he’ll take us there by having an event repeat itself years later, only with new characters in the current situation. We find ourselves overlooked for a job, just as we were overlooked by our parents. Or we experience fear again, just as we felt those lonely nights in our room upstairs.

These are all invitations to go with him into the deep waters of the heart, uncover the lies buried down there, and bring in the truth that will set us free. Don’t just bury it quickly; ask God what he is wanting to speak to.

Published, 25th Aug, Ransomed Heart // Daily Reading


Posted by on August 25, 2011 in Devotions, GOD, God's Grace, Inspiration, Life


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Goliath’s Cousin

Yesterday was what I would call the longestestest day, probably because I was so deeply immersed in my own thoughts, going over everyone of them, carefully thinking to myself, was that right, wasn’t it. Yesterday, I was presented with the most amazing opportunity to question a choice that I made.

You know those circumstances that present you options like a Boolean equation? Those problems where the answer is either/or, off/on, light/dark, yes/no – there is no middle ground, no maybe, no grey area. It is in such circumstances that I make excellent use of my friends, pick up the phone or log on and chat. This particular time, even though they were sympathetic they all sang the tune: “It is your decision to make”. I’m thinking, if I knew what to do, I wouldn’t be calling/chatting you, but alas, they wouldn’t budge. So I moved on and made my decision. As the word started to get out, the reactions are varying (I mentioned this in a previous post), now yesterday, my reaction wavered. 

Goliath’s cousin paid me a visit, and he stayed a really long while. His name is Doubt.

My only trouble is that I listened to him, I heard his point of view on the matter, I discussed the possibilities that he could be right and that I could have been wrong. I mean, who is this day and age can claim what I claimed. You see, Doubt came at the right time, the ground had already been tilled by emotions and well-meaning friends. The more we chatted, the more I realised I had right doing what I had done, the more agitated and unsettled I became.

You see long before me, there were others like me – others I have read about. I can tell you of two: Eve & Sarah – One had it all and the other had the promise of it all – but they inevitable thought the same thing I thought yesterday… “This can’t be it. God must be holding back on me. He must have meant” …

The questions I asked myself were: But was it really God? Would God really do something like that? I cannot see how this plan of His is going to work out, heck, I do not even see the plan! How come the other ones, for them it works? Everyone else thinks this is the way to go, whats with you?

Much Much later, after what I thought to be quite a long day, I realised a number of things: Not knowing where you are headed is okay because that is when you actually have use of a guide. When doubt comes is when you actually learn to trust and cling to what you know, not what you don’t or what may be.

What do we know: When he says something, it is always for a reason. He knows what He is doing. He knows the plans he has for us. He is all knowing and knows it all. But most importantly, He LOVES me more than I would ever understand. A Love that gave all.

That means: I have no business being worried or concerned about what i do not know. He has it all covered. If I let Him, He is more than willing to show me – all I have to do is trust him.

Doubt in itself is not a sin, it is just the amazing power of suggestion. What you decide/choose to do next is what is important. – therisingpage

I love the Lord because he hears my voice and my prayer for mercy. Because he bends down to listen, I will pray as long as I have breath! – Ps. 116: 1-2


Posted by on August 24, 2011 in Life


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Growing Seeds

My BFF has been preaching the gospel themed ‘wait’. Hold on. Everything will happen at it’s appointed time, there is no need to rush into anything. Time heals all wounds. Wait on the Lord, He will provide for you. Time is your best friend.

When I listen to this, there is always a part of me that wonders, ‘is this guy from this planet?’, ‘What on earth is he smoking??’ I just don’t gerrit – How come for me I’m always in a rush? How come for me, I just cannot wait for the next step? How come for me, I cannot help but wonder what next? How come for me I cannot seem to stop manipulating my surrounds to achieve what I want? What does wait mean anyway?

Someone once called us the ‘Entitled Generation’ or the ‘Microwave Generation’, we pretty much want things now. Right now! Heal this broken-heart now! Make me a millionaire now! Lets fall in love now! I want a promotion now! I should be entitled to benefits now! My start up company should be a hit (never mind it is less than 2 months old).

We pretty much are in a hurry to get it, never mind that Apple actually has a story behind it, never mind that the Addmaya & Nodesix founders have had their character tested along the way. The 75-year-old couple that you idolise have had their love blossom over the 50 something years that they have been together.

When you plant a seed in the ground, there is no forcing it to grow. When you accidentally cut yourself, there is no forcing the wound to heal up fast. When you joined nursery school, you never learned the derivative of y with respect to x (dy, dx). When you were a baby, you never learned to run, then jump, then sit, then crawl. When you get pregnant, you cannot force the unborn child in your womb to develop on your schedule – get ready with in 3 months; I need to go skiing by April.

We have been bombarded with the ‘you can getit now‘ theme – on television, at bookshops, in Church – The Bachlorette/Bachelor (Find love in 11 weeks), 7 ways to be a successful business man TODAY!, 7 ways to be the perfect spouse TODAY!, lets not even get into the genetics studies – In a way, the ‘I want now‘ fever has been been gently but consistently stroked over time.

We are living very much in tomorrow, worried and stressed over it’s uncertainties, planning for the unknown, not learning from yesterday or living in today. What does our future look like if this is all do? Yesterday has a very powerful story to tell, so much to learn; Today is offering us a chance to put into play what we have learned – to water and cultivate. A chance to plant the seeds – seeds that will grow in their own time.

Relationships like seeds, also need time to grow. Rush into it and it may fall down like a stack of cards later on. Don’t give it time and well… Imagine with me for a second – There is this friend of yours, you meet religiously once a week, and whenever you do – they are the one who do all the talking; They call only when they have issues. When you begin to talk, they shut you out. When you do not help solve their issue there and then, they have a tantrum, and start rumors about you, even write blog posts about you.

You would ditch them, wouldn’t you? Yet, this is what we do to God, day in – day out. We expect him to sort out our relationship with him, you know, it’s his responsibility, not mine – alas, this is exactly the same attitude we carry into our relationships with our friends, significant others, bosses and subordinates.

Over the past few months, I have learned that time is my best friend – Growing is such a beautiful thing, she allows you to look back and laugh, smile and grimace at the events that have happened. But more importantly, time heals you, she makes you stronger than your were yesterday and prepares you for what is to come. She teaches you the ways to go, she shows you in slow-mo how a rose bud opens up, she lets you in on the secret of growth.

A secret you can never know unless you are part of the journey.

Wisdom is not cramming our head with principles. It is developing a discerning heart. Waking the Dead

Have Your Way – Britt Nicole


Posted by on August 23, 2011 in GOD, God's Grace, Life


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