Cypress And Myrtle

Author: maelyntan

  • Show Me Your Glory

    Moses said, “Please, show me Your glory.” (Exodus 33:18)

    I have been dwelling on this verse for some time.

    Not because I compare myself to Moses, but because I want to pursue God, all of Him, with all my being. And seeing His glory is, perhaps, the deepest longing of every heart that truly seeks Him.

    So I asked Him.

    With fear, wonder, and curiosity, I prayed, “Lord, please show me Your glory.”

    It became an ongoing conversation between God and me. Almost daily, I sensed Him asking, “Do you want to see My glory?” And I would answer, “Yes.”

    One night, I pushed a little further.

    “What would it take to see Your glory?”

    Two verses came to mind:

    “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”
    Matthew 5:3

    And,

    “Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.”
    Matthew 5:8

    From where I was, I knew this was not possible. I am neither poor in spirit nor pure in heart by God’s standard.

    But perhaps that is part of the point.

    When Jesus preached the Sermon on the Mount and spoke the Beatitudes, He was not giving us a ladder by which we could climb our way to God. He was revealing the holiness of God and the impossibility of attaining it by our own efforts. Left to ourselves, none of us are pure in heart.

    That is why Jesus said,“Do not think that I have come to abolish the Law or the Prophets; I have not come to abolish them but to fulfill them.” Matthew 5:17

    He fulfilled what we never could. In Christ, we receive what we cannot earn; His forgiveness, His righteousness, His grace.

    Then, Sunday came.

    I was teaching a Sunday school class of nine-year-olds. It was an ordinary day, and yet it was not ordinary at all.

    The children were exceedingly joyful. They played together, laughed together, welcomed one another, cared for each other, and an overwhelming peace; quiet and indescribable, rested among them.

    There was no striving. No drama. Just love, joy, kindness, and peace.

    I went home thinking about how perfect, and yet how strange, the day had been.

    Then a thought suddenly struck me.

    The glory of God is seen among His people.

    Yes, that was it!

    I finally understood.

    I had been looking for God’s glory in the way He appeared in the Old Testament; in fire, cloud, thunder, and overwhelming displays of His presence.

    But in Christ, under the New Covenant, God’s glory is revealed in another way.

    Jesus prayed to the Father, “The glory that You have given Me, I have given to them” John 17:22

    And Paul wrote that Christ will be “glorified in His saints” 2 Thessalonians 1:10.

    The glory of God is seen when Christ is reflected in His people.

    In the following days, I saw more and more of God’s glory in His people.

    In a child who welcomes another child. In forgiveness freely given. In quiet acts of kindness. In love that does not seek its own way.

    In people who bear the likeness of Jesus.

    Moses longed to see God’s glory, and God revealed His goodness to him.

    Today, we behold the glory of God in the face of Christ, and as we behold Him, we are being transformed into His image.

    That Sunday, in a room full of laughing children and a peace that words cannot fully describe, God answered my prayer.

    “Do you want to see My glory?”

    Yes, Lord.

    And by His grace, I did.

  • Mama Bear Love

    This Mother’s Day, I ponder about the raw, powerful, fierce protective love that mothers have for their offspring. Not just in humans, but in animals as well.

    A mama bear that will fight, even kill, to protect her young. A whale that stayed with her dead calf for months, carrying it through the ocean. A mother spider will sometimes allow herself to be consumed by her young so they can survive their first stage of life.

    It is something so raw, so fierce, so unexplainable. In nature, a mother will do whatever it takes to protect her young, even to the point of sacrificing herself. We call it mother’s instinct.

    And it makes us wonder… where does this kind of love come from?

    Could it be that the Creator has written this instinct into His creation? Something embedded deep within mothers.

    Because if that’s true, then it suggests something even more incredible; that what we see reflected in mothers across nature is a reflection of its Creator.

    So when we see a mother animal refusing to abandon her young, or enduring suffering for their survival, we are not just witnessing instinct. We are catching a glimpse of the Creator because creation bears His signature.

    Which leads to another implication: the Creator Himself carries that same fierce, protective love, only in its purest and unbroken form.

    But unlike creation, His love is not driven by survival, biology, or necessity. It is intentional. It is governed by holiness, not impulse.

    And yet it is still fierce. Still protective.

    Scripture sharpens the picture. At the Cross, God doesn’t stand at a distance. Instead, He steps in. He takes the cost of redemption upon Himself.

    As Romans 5:8 reminds us:
    “But God demonstrates His own love for us in this: while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”

    In other words, He is saying, “I die, so that My children don’t have to.”

    As mothers, we recognize this love. The need to protect, to provide, to show up no matter how we feel. To keep going even when we’re beyond exhaustion.

    But, this instinct didn’t originate from us. It was placed in us. Which means we were never meant to be the source of it but the vessel.

    The same God who demonstrated that kind of sacrificial, fierce protective love at the Cross is also the One who sustains this love in us.

    As 2 Corinthians 12:9 says,
    “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.”

    So the call is not to give until we’re depleted. It’s to remain connected to the Source of that love.

  • Not Always About Efficiency

    In marketing, our thought process is always geared towards making things better; improving systems, automating what we can, and increasing efficiency. And unknowingly, I have often carried this thinking into ministry.

    Recently, I wanted to start a Bible group study for women. My automatic thinking went straight into efficiency. If I were to teach for an hour, it would be best if it’s a small group of women coming together – best use of time and energy.

    But I felt the Lord telling me to go back to basics: one-on-one Bible study.

    He reminded me that Kingdom value is not always about efficiency.

    If God’s Kingdom is driven by efficiency, the cross would never make sense.

    The cross is, by every human measure, deeply “inefficient.” Thirty years of hidden life for a public ministry of only three. A slow journey toward suffering, betrayal, humiliation, and death. No apparent productivity model that makes sense to human systems thinking.

    But the cross is not inefficient. It is necessary.

    Because redemption is about sacrifice. It is love satisfying justice. It is about God Himself entering human brokenness to heal it from within.

    “Efficient salvation” would have been impossible, because sin is not a systems problem. It is a heart problem. And it requires not a process, but a Person. Not optimization, but incarnation. Not delegation, but self-giving.

    We had our first one-on-one session, and it was nothing short of amazing. Simple. Two women sharing life, reading the Word, and letting the Spirit lead.

    I’m excited to be reminded that the Kingdom is not built on efficiency. It is built on love that is willing to go the long way, the costly way, the cross-shaped way.

  • Ours Triggers Need to be Surrendered

    As moms, we naturally wear many hats; cook, chauffeur, home organizer, timekeeper, peacekeeper, counsellor, motivator… and the list goes on.

    Recently, when my eldest turned 10, I decided to put on a new hat: tutor. I was confident I had the knowledge to help her with her school subjects. What I didn’t realize was that knowledge alone doesn’t equal aptitude.

    As the days went by, my patience grew thinner, my voice grew louder, and irritation quickly turned into frustration. To my great shame, I became a monster mom. There were moments when it felt like all nine Fruit of the Spirit had completely abandoned me. Not one Fruit left in me.

    Revision time every night became stressful for both my daughter and me. I realized it had become a trigger for me.

    Something had to change. We couldn’t go on like this.

    So, I apologized to her and promised to be a calmer tutor. The look on her face told me she wasn’t convinced.

    That night, I prayed, specifically for just three Fruit of the Spirit: self-control, patience, and kindness. I was desperate enough to cling to just these three.

    And at the start of every session, I prayed for just these three Fruit of the Spirit. The days that followed were better than I could have imagined. Our revision sessions became calmer, lighter, even enjoyable. We shared many peaceful and meaningful moments as she prepared for her exams.

    We are not perfect moms. There are moments when we’re triggered, when we react impulsively, emotionally, even angrily. But often, the very things that trigger us are the things God is inviting us to surrender to Him.

    So, here’s my challenge to fellow moms: don’t run from your triggers. Face them. Bring them honestly before God. Name them. Surrender them. Ask Him for the fruit you lack in that moment.

    As Scripture reminds us:

    “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.”
    Galatians 5:22–23

    When we lay our triggers at His feet, He doesn’t shame us. He transforms us. And in the very areas where we feel weakest, His grace shows up strongest – because His strength is made perfect in our weakness.

    But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.”
    2 Corinthians 12:9