tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33982105977214769522011-04-21T14:25:48.652-07:00[michelle] aka mic or pfnoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398210597721476952.post-15393550473253493422008-04-11T02:32:00.000-07:002008-04-11T03:02:24.961-07:00hellos Blessed children of God!!<div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">msg</span> of the week:</div><div><br /></div><div>always <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">rmb</span> the love of God... it's amazing how much <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">jus</span> the part of realizing his steadfast n magnificent love can impact <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ur</span> life.. forever..</div><div><br /></div><div>many <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ppl</span> should know of the story of Dick and Rick Hoyt...</div><div>watched a video clip on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">YouTube</span> of their story...</div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">jus</span> so inspirational n touching... the father's love for his son..</div><div>they (parents) had the choice for their son Rick to be put in an institution and visit him once a week or so.. </div><div><br /></div><div>however, they decided to bring him home and brought him up like an ordinary child..</div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">whn</span> his son was 12, there was this machine that he could express himself..</div><div>it was so cool that the first thing Rick actually wanted to was to go abroad and feel the thrill of participating in races...</div><div>his dad Dick actually brought him to compete in races... be it marathons or <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">thriathons</span>..</div><div>and even IronMan... </div><div>his dad not only jus brought him through the intro.. </div><div>but also right to the end..!</div><div><br /></div><div>he's a real role model... n a hero..</div><div><br /></div><div>tis story of the father's great love for his son reminds mi of Daddy God...</div><div>He willingly gave up His Son.. imagine how it tore his heart to lose His Son..</div><div>especially for us sinners...</div><div>but because of His Great Love for His children US.. </div><div>We hv the equal privilege as Jesus..</div><div>Imagine that!</div><div><br /></div><div>Trust in God no matter wat ur circumstance..</div><div>(hahas.. i hv to remind myself tis constantly too..)</div><div><br /></div><div>Sometimes u just feel so down and abandoned.. </div><div>Where is God when u need Him??</div><div>Just rmb.. He's watching..</div><div>I mean it..</div><div>I know many times I cried 'cos I feel sooo stressed out by tinks of the world..</div><div>I knw ppl will say i must have been making a big fuss out of nth...</div><div>Think abt it.. Have u ever felt in ur life...</div><div>Lost..? Hurt..? Abandoned..? Un-loved..? Unwanted..?</div><div><br /></div><div>I rmb when I was younger, I felt much of these.. </div><div>even with a complete family, friends, education.. some ppl arent even able to go to school..</div><div><br /></div><div>It was my mum who one day said that she could not take my (bad) attitude in hand..</div><div>and prayed for me (together with me)...</div><div>Ever since, my life changed.. I met someone in PK (children church) whom has been my friend for 5 years at least now... We still keep in touch though I've moved to Australia...</div><div>I used to admire how she can just have that love for God...</div><div>I wished I could do that...</div><div><br /></div><div>Coming here, we went to a charismatic church Swan City Church..</div><div>Once, the thought of how steady my friend was in her faith in God..</div><div>I prayed a prayer in church - "God, if You would, please let me feel the presence of Your Love. Amen."</div><div><br /></div><div>True enough, the next Sunday we went to church, upon hearing (and singing) the song lyrics..</div><div>Tears just flowed uncontrollably...</div><div>There was warmth in my heart..</div><div>And.. "Wow.. So that is what it's like.."</div><div><br /></div><div>And im loving it.. knowing the love of God..</div><div>how cool is that?!</div><div><br /></div><div>He has definitely blessed me and my family..</div><div><br /></div><div>So how about you? Have you been praying and seeking God..?</div><div>He's there listening, that's one thing for sure...</div><div>Even if He's silent.. He hears your cry and counts every tear drop that rolls down your cheeks..</div><div><br /></div><div>Stay blessed!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398210597721476952-1539355047325349342?l=justaseedoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>[michelle] aka mic or pfnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398210597721476952.post-71925394014930400252008-03-22T05:05:00.000-07:002008-03-22T05:07:48.407-07:00Be dressed for action and have your lamps lit, be like those who are waiting for their master to return from the wedding banquet, so that they may open the door for him as soon as he comes and knocks. Blessed are those slaves whom the master finds alert when he comes...<div><br /></div><div>Luke 12:35-37 NRVS</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398210597721476952-7192539401493040025?l=justaseedoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>[michelle] aka mic or pfnoreply@blogger.com0