This blog I created to glorify the King of Kings! Even as the Bible says that we should encourage and build each other up, this blog is also for this use:) Lets war on together for JESUS!!!
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Easter-The message of Forgiveness
2000 years ago, Christ came to earth and sacrificed himself so that we could be with God. And in this act of self-sacrifice, lies the message of Forgiveness. Jesus came to earth not to show resentment or anger, but He came to forgive. A doctor who worked at a mental hospital once said,"If only they knew how to forgive themselves.." You see, unforgiveness can make a person fall into an overwhelming ocean of guilt, so much so that He can't walk out and live as a normal man. I went to City Harvest Church yesterday and I believe the message is very meaningful and close to the heart. Here is what the pastor said:
1. Unforgiveness gives satan an open door.
Have we ever been so angry that we begin to hurt our loved ones? These are not God's plans for you. As Christians, we experienced forgiveness. In return, we should forgive others too. Because of God, we can forgive. Being angry makes us bitter.
Hebrews12:15
See to it no one misses the grace of God and that no bitter root grows up to cause trouble and defile many.
2. Forgiving enhances fellowship with God.
Matthew6:14-15
For if you forgive men when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you. But if you do not forgive men their sins, you Father will not forgive your sins.
The next time, you feel like ignoring someone, think of the most foolish thing you did. Take a big sigh and smile, because God forgave you on that one. So you should forgive your friend. I dont know, but it works for me! XP
Saturday, March 22, 2008
My First Entry
Today is the 22ND of March. I just created this blog a week ago to dedicate it to Christ's never-ending love. I was a second-generation christian and wasn't very excited about God in my life. During the kindergarten services, i did not know the significance of lifting my hands to God, nor the reason and joy of coming to church. To me, worshipping was embarrassing. As i grew up, my parents' arguments became more frequent. They would hit me with a shower-head or something like that. And because of that i grew up into quite a rebellious child at home. At the age of 11, i was beginning to talk back at my parents whenever they scolded me. I could only be myself when i was in school. As a result of my rebelliousness, my father would frequently flare up in public and slap me.
Whatever the state i was in, God wanted to restore that broken heart of mine and bring me back to Him. So I found myself being invited back to church through my parents' friends' children. I was 14 then, and I experienced the empowered worship that I pulled away from for years. Everyone seemed really blessed by the grace of God. But it didn't touch me enough to open my heart to Jesus. Unlike the second-generation Christians there, worship did not come out naturally for me. I had to know God all over again. Without the passion that drove me, I went away from church again. I started to spend Saturdays idly, without going to church.
Despite failing to see God for 2 times, God wasn't ready to let me go. A friend from church was calling me at least once a week to find out what was happening to me. She would pray with me and encourage me to go to church. At that time, I was blinded from all sharing and concern. Toward the end of the call, when she was praying, I always felt that there was no way i was going to be close to God again. I felt this big river of sin that separated me from the glory of God.
God still wanted to bring me back into His arms. After 1 year, my aunt asked me whether i was still going to church. When i said no, she insisted on introducing me to her church. The first time i went there, I noticed that the church's atmosphere was different. There was no emotional breakthrough in anyone, I could not hear my neighbours singing. Only a minority lifted their hands in worship. I realised that every church had their unique way of worshipping. It was then that I really appreciated my church and longed to go back.
For the first time, I went to church expecting something. The friend who called me was elated to see me back. When I returned, I found that there was an upcoming youth camp and enrolled for it. The camp changed my life forever as I witnessed the power and love of God through the prayer of pastors, enthusiasm of friends and personally too. During one of the five days, the electricity throughout the hall was cut off. And we were worshipping with just our voices in the darkness. Just at that time, I felt the spirit of God and decided to repent on everything and just give my whole to God. On the first day, I was a fifteen year old girl. On the fifth day, I was born again as a happy child of God! The next day, as i came back to church, God surprised me by how i was able to lift up my hands and rejoice with everything I had.
Even when I wasn't pulling away from God, He never failed to save me again and again. Unknowingly, He shaped my life so that I could come back to Him. I thank God for remembering me, for His unfailing love.
And I know He will do for you, what He's done for me.
To God be All The Glory!
Whatever the state i was in, God wanted to restore that broken heart of mine and bring me back to Him. So I found myself being invited back to church through my parents' friends' children. I was 14 then, and I experienced the empowered worship that I pulled away from for years. Everyone seemed really blessed by the grace of God. But it didn't touch me enough to open my heart to Jesus. Unlike the second-generation Christians there, worship did not come out naturally for me. I had to know God all over again. Without the passion that drove me, I went away from church again. I started to spend Saturdays idly, without going to church.
Despite failing to see God for 2 times, God wasn't ready to let me go. A friend from church was calling me at least once a week to find out what was happening to me. She would pray with me and encourage me to go to church. At that time, I was blinded from all sharing and concern. Toward the end of the call, when she was praying, I always felt that there was no way i was going to be close to God again. I felt this big river of sin that separated me from the glory of God.
God still wanted to bring me back into His arms. After 1 year, my aunt asked me whether i was still going to church. When i said no, she insisted on introducing me to her church. The first time i went there, I noticed that the church's atmosphere was different. There was no emotional breakthrough in anyone, I could not hear my neighbours singing. Only a minority lifted their hands in worship. I realised that every church had their unique way of worshipping. It was then that I really appreciated my church and longed to go back.
For the first time, I went to church expecting something. The friend who called me was elated to see me back. When I returned, I found that there was an upcoming youth camp and enrolled for it. The camp changed my life forever as I witnessed the power and love of God through the prayer of pastors, enthusiasm of friends and personally too. During one of the five days, the electricity throughout the hall was cut off. And we were worshipping with just our voices in the darkness. Just at that time, I felt the spirit of God and decided to repent on everything and just give my whole to God. On the first day, I was a fifteen year old girl. On the fifth day, I was born again as a happy child of God! The next day, as i came back to church, God surprised me by how i was able to lift up my hands and rejoice with everything I had.
Even when I wasn't pulling away from God, He never failed to save me again and again. Unknowingly, He shaped my life so that I could come back to Him. I thank God for remembering me, for His unfailing love.
And I know He will do for you, what He's done for me.
To God be All The Glory!
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