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I''ve been thinking of coming up with a new one for some time now, although I'm afraid that I might only want one because there's so much hype on blogging these days.
Stay tuned.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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"You're only showing Me that you're no different from them..
Stop that."
You seriously have issues
Thoughts
"Ang problema kasi sa mga taong katulad mo, sarado na ang isipan mo na hopless na ang JZone. It's hard to convince someone who's already made their mind up on something."
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The Chuch will never be perfect. NEVER. As long as it is run by people there will always be problems. There will always be faults. Even if you leave one and decide to move to another, the problems will still be there. Leave the faults and problems behind. If God could forget them, so can you.
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Don't complain about the system or the order of things. They'll always be flawed. Tell you what, you're actually a part of it, why don't YOU do something about it?
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"We go to CCF, because God called us to meet with Him there. If He told me to get my family and pack up because He wants to meet us somewhere else, I will follow."
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God isn't always soft.
But God isn't always hard either.
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"Love one another.. that's the only way our church will grow"
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You're blinded by your own bitterness. You don't see how selfish you are. Seriously.
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It's not about ourselves. It's not about me. Nor is it about you. It's all about God. So what's with the critical spirit? You say this is your holy discontent, but you're not doing anything to feed it. What's up with that?
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"Are you a leader or a follower of God?"
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You make good points. But you're all talk. You admit to have faults too, but when other people fall, you are quick to point your finger at them. Where's the grace in that?
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I'm worried about you. You have so much pride in yer heart.
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Stay away from him. I'm no kill joy, but I know he isn't good for you.
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I'm not gonna be there when he's around. But when it's over, i'll be there.
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Haven't you learned anything?
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When a lamb keeps wandering off, the Shepherd has to break that lamb's leg, not just to keep it from moving about, because it's crippled. But to teach the lamb to depend on the Shepherd.
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You're changing and you don't even know.
I honestly do not know who you are. Mama always said never talk to strangers.
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Ever notice that I rarely talk these days?
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"An elder must be blameless, the husband of but one wife, a man whose children believe and are not open to the charge of being wild and disobedient." Titus 1:6
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Do your part. Don't be double-standard. Get rid of that bitterness. Be gracious as He has. Don't be such a perfectionist, because nobody really is.
...and then i'll shut up.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
2 Corinthians 5:13
He's been talking to me all week.
I thought everything was just a dream, until I actually had a dream about it.
Last Friday night, I dreamt I was at this strange old house. Inside, were huge serpents scattered all over. I walked around the house, careful not to disturb or even come close to any of them, but for some reason, I wasn't afraid of these serpents. They were more afraid of me. I was with a friend (I forgot who) and that friend was afraid. A serpent tried to attack this friend, but I stood in between them and it backed away.
We came to the house to play Hide and Seek. There were other children there, all wanting to play with us. While the taya counted to a hundred, we all ran and hid all over the house. The children dragged us to the left and to the right. They brought us all over the house and showed us the best hiding places so we could not be found. But I didn't listen. I dragged my friend with me and stepped inside the Master's bedroom and hid under the bed. We giggled because we found the best hiding spot. It took hours for our friends to find us.
Suddenly, just as how all dreams seem to shift, there was a bright white light that appeared and scanned the house. Sort of like a light that came from a Lighthouse. It was searching. It was as if it was joining our little game. Three times this light appeared. The first caused mass destruction. We were asked to evacuate. When it happened again, we were more prepared. We had been waiting for it. Expecting it to come. However, this time it did not cause destruction- it completely changed the surrounding. Everything was made new. Fresh. It felt good. The third and last time it appeared, it felt like a tractor beam. The light got a hold of me and I felt myself being pulled upward, to where it was coming from. It felt good. I felt happy.
I woke up.
Lord knows what that dream was all about. But I wanted to go back to it. It felt so real. Especially during the part when I was being taken up into Heaven.
I got up from bed that Saturday morning and did my quiet time before getting to my chores. I had to leave as soon as possible since I needed to watch a play in Greenbelt 1.
Nakakahiya, mejo nagmamadali pa nga ako noon. I remember half-heartedly praying "Lord, what do you want to tell me today?" But I was rebuked by the Holy Spirit when I read my devotional for that day..
God was still keeping His eye on me. He wasn't done talking to me yet. I know it wasn't a coincidence that I was led to turn to 2 Corinth 11:13-15 that day:
"For such men are false apostles, deceitful workmen masquerading as apostles of Christ. And no wonder, for Satan himself masquerades as an angel of light. It is not surprising then, if his servants masquerade as servants of righteousness. Their end will be what their actions deserve."
"Be on red alert today, Deb."
"But how, Lord? I'm not exactly sure how to be ready. I might mess up again. The Enemy could take advantage of me by reminding me of the wretched life I lived before."
Then I read Galatians 5:1- "It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm then, and do not let yourself be burdened again by a yoke of slavery."
God reminded me that He left me a Manual on how to operate my life. And lately, being the Pinoy that I am, I haven't been consulting it and have been trying to fix things myself.
"Stand firm, Deb. You'll do fine Just trust Me."
I closed in prayer that day, ready to face the world. But a question still unanswered remained in my heart: How exactly do I feed my Holy Discontent? I need Action Points! I was aware of my hunger, but I didn't know exactly how to deal with it. I felt incapable.
This, God answered for me today, when at church I heard a wonderful message by Pastor Rick Warren. (on video nga lang haha) It was about surrendering what you had- your identity, income and influence- surrendering yourself to God so that He may use you. In our hands, these things are merely nothing, but when we present ourselves to God, He can work miracles in and through us. And then Rick Warren mentioned something about feeding your Holy Discontent.
BOOM! [pare] (hahaha!)
He hit the nail right on the head when he shared the 5 biggest problems in the world and what we can do about it. Everything starts when we care for the people God cares about. When we begin to realize it's not about us at all and surrender ourselves to Him, and when our hearts break for what breaks His. To live for Him is the main purpose of life.
-And people have been forgetting that. People have gone back to living life on "self-center" as Max Lucado calls it.
It is my prayer that the eyes of our hearts will be opened to this reality and we actually DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. Our world is slowly but surely, going to waste. People are turning away from God and are forgetting Him left and right. Some don't even know about Him. There are people who are poor, sick, illiterate and lonely. It is up to us to show them, introduce to them a God who is exactly in the business of making miracles. We might not need one ourselves, but there are people who are in dire need of miracles everyday. We have a God who is our provider, our healer and gives us wisdom. More importantly we have a God who loves us in spite of everything we've done. No matter what kind of background we may have. And people have no idea that He exists!
If you think about it... We were once like that. Someway, somehow, we needed love and attention. Someone who could make everything better. Or at least tell us that despite our hardships, everything will be well in the end. And one fateful day, someone introduced us to Him. Or for others, He found us Himself- The Lover of our souls and the Author of Salvation.
And your life was never the same.
Don't we want that for our friends and family members who are lost? Don't we want to save them? Let them understand and love our Daddy the way we do? I know its scary... but is it scary to get rejected for a moment for doing something you know is right or to suffer guilt for eternity watching these people suffer because you didn't do anything about it?
There is a saying that most of the time, the only Bible people will ever get to read is your own life. What kind of life are you living? Is it one that pleases God? Is it one that will not let people question your relationship with Him and will not bring other Christians down with you? Would you rather be accepted now and suffer for an eternity along with them? There are no backsliders. Only false believers.
WAKE UP! WAKE UP, EVERYONE! Snap out of it now before being left behind does that for you. To the lost, repent. And to those who know, may we be so moved to pray that dangerous prayer... "Lord, Use me." Let us refuse to stop praying it until we are fully spent by Him.
I thought everything was just a dream, until I actually had a dream about it.
Last Friday night, I dreamt I was at this strange old house. Inside, were huge serpents scattered all over. I walked around the house, careful not to disturb or even come close to any of them, but for some reason, I wasn't afraid of these serpents. They were more afraid of me. I was with a friend (I forgot who) and that friend was afraid. A serpent tried to attack this friend, but I stood in between them and it backed away.
We came to the house to play Hide and Seek. There were other children there, all wanting to play with us. While the taya counted to a hundred, we all ran and hid all over the house. The children dragged us to the left and to the right. They brought us all over the house and showed us the best hiding places so we could not be found. But I didn't listen. I dragged my friend with me and stepped inside the Master's bedroom and hid under the bed. We giggled because we found the best hiding spot. It took hours for our friends to find us.
Suddenly, just as how all dreams seem to shift, there was a bright white light that appeared and scanned the house. Sort of like a light that came from a Lighthouse. It was searching. It was as if it was joining our little game. Three times this light appeared. The first caused mass destruction. We were asked to evacuate. When it happened again, we were more prepared. We had been waiting for it. Expecting it to come. However, this time it did not cause destruction- it completely changed the surrounding. Everything was made new. Fresh. It felt good. The third and last time it appeared, it felt like a tractor beam. The light got a hold of me and I felt myself being pulled upward, to where it was coming from. It felt good. I felt happy.
I woke up.
Lord knows what that dream was all about. But I wanted to go back to it. It felt so real. Especially during the part when I was being taken up into Heaven.
I got up from bed that Saturday morning and did my quiet time before getting to my chores. I had to leave as soon as possible since I needed to watch a play in Greenbelt 1.
Nakakahiya, mejo nagmamadali pa nga ako noon. I remember half-heartedly praying "Lord, what do you want to tell me today?" But I was rebuked by the Holy Spirit when I read my devotional for that day..
God was still keeping His eye on me. He wasn't done talking to me yet. I know it wasn't a coincidence that I was led to turn to 2 Corinth 11:13-15 that day:
"For such men are false apostles, deceitful workmen masquerading as apostles of Christ. And no wonder, for Satan himself masquerades as an angel of light. It is not surprising then, if his servants masquerade as servants of righteousness. Their end will be what their actions deserve."
"Be on red alert today, Deb."
"But how, Lord? I'm not exactly sure how to be ready. I might mess up again. The Enemy could take advantage of me by reminding me of the wretched life I lived before."
Then I read Galatians 5:1- "It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm then, and do not let yourself be burdened again by a yoke of slavery."
God reminded me that He left me a Manual on how to operate my life. And lately, being the Pinoy that I am, I haven't been consulting it and have been trying to fix things myself.
"Stand firm, Deb. You'll do fine Just trust Me."
I closed in prayer that day, ready to face the world. But a question still unanswered remained in my heart: How exactly do I feed my Holy Discontent? I need Action Points! I was aware of my hunger, but I didn't know exactly how to deal with it. I felt incapable.
This, God answered for me today, when at church I heard a wonderful message by Pastor Rick Warren. (on video nga lang haha) It was about surrendering what you had- your identity, income and influence- surrendering yourself to God so that He may use you. In our hands, these things are merely nothing, but when we present ourselves to God, He can work miracles in and through us. And then Rick Warren mentioned something about feeding your Holy Discontent.
BOOM! [pare] (hahaha!)
He hit the nail right on the head when he shared the 5 biggest problems in the world and what we can do about it. Everything starts when we care for the people God cares about. When we begin to realize it's not about us at all and surrender ourselves to Him, and when our hearts break for what breaks His. To live for Him is the main purpose of life.
-And people have been forgetting that. People have gone back to living life on "self-center" as Max Lucado calls it.
It is my prayer that the eyes of our hearts will be opened to this reality and we actually DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. Our world is slowly but surely, going to waste. People are turning away from God and are forgetting Him left and right. Some don't even know about Him. There are people who are poor, sick, illiterate and lonely. It is up to us to show them, introduce to them a God who is exactly in the business of making miracles. We might not need one ourselves, but there are people who are in dire need of miracles everyday. We have a God who is our provider, our healer and gives us wisdom. More importantly we have a God who loves us in spite of everything we've done. No matter what kind of background we may have. And people have no idea that He exists!
If you think about it... We were once like that. Someway, somehow, we needed love and attention. Someone who could make everything better. Or at least tell us that despite our hardships, everything will be well in the end. And one fateful day, someone introduced us to Him. Or for others, He found us Himself- The Lover of our souls and the Author of Salvation.
And your life was never the same.
Don't we want that for our friends and family members who are lost? Don't we want to save them? Let them understand and love our Daddy the way we do? I know its scary... but is it scary to get rejected for a moment for doing something you know is right or to suffer guilt for eternity watching these people suffer because you didn't do anything about it?
There is a saying that most of the time, the only Bible people will ever get to read is your own life. What kind of life are you living? Is it one that pleases God? Is it one that will not let people question your relationship with Him and will not bring other Christians down with you? Would you rather be accepted now and suffer for an eternity along with them? There are no backsliders. Only false believers.
WAKE UP! WAKE UP, EVERYONE! Snap out of it now before being left behind does that for you. To the lost, repent. And to those who know, may we be so moved to pray that dangerous prayer... "Lord, Use me." Let us refuse to stop praying it until we are fully spent by Him.
Friday, February 6, 2009
The Days are Numbered
(con'td)
I tried preoccupying myself when I got home so I could get my mind off what happened earlier that day. Only to find out it would come back to me 10 times worse just before I went to bed.
While praying after my evening devotion, I was moved to include Myke. I remembered everything that happened that day, the words spoken and the things left unsaid. I remember how I told me parents about it earlier in the evening, at the dinner table. Their responses ringing inside me head..
"Diba nga, sabi sa bible: "Many will call me 'Lord, Lord' but I will say to them, 'get away from Me! I never knew you."
"From the looks of it, i'd say he sounds possesed."
I thought, "Did I really just have an encounter with a demon-possesed man? Lord! I pray not!"
-I was scared. I was shaking. My fear weighed me down; or at least, something was weighing me down- and I found myself face down on my bed, crying. I couldn't move. I think I was being attacked. I rebuked the Devil outloud: "In the name of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, get away from me, Satan. I am a child of God, you have no power over me."
I began to loosen up, but I was still crying. I couldn't understand what for, but I was crying so hard. In my head, I saw a horrible picture- everyone I knew and loved, family and friends, being tormented in the burning lake. Thier bodies were being eaten alive by the flames, by never fully consumed. Worms, eating their rotten flesh- and they were helpless. I felt helpless just thinking about it.
I got up and locked myself away in the bathroom, afraid my parents would hear my cries. I brought my bible with me and read Matthew 24 and Luke 21- signs of the end of the ages.
I remembered what my discipler had told me before when we took up this topic in Dgroup.. That God is coming soon. And this I believed, now more than ever. As I read on, I realized a lot of the things that were written there, was happening already, if it haven't happened yet. And more things were yet to come.
I felt a great urgency to tell people about this. Warn then. My heart screamed:
"What are you doing world?! Wake up! Get your a t together! Our days are numbered. He draws near!"
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I texted Rebeks to pray for me. I was planning to go to bed early pa naman, but my clock read 10:30 (late na yon for me, that day haha), and I was still wide awake and anxious. I still felt like a failure. I think I twisted the gospel and misused the name of the Holy Spirit. I was afraid. I asked Daddy for his grace and mercy over and over. ("Lord, I'm sorry... i'm sorry.. i'm sorry..") but I still felt unforgiven. Though I knew otherwise and Beks told me otherwise.
So then I asked that He give me peace. "At least for tonight, Lord." That I may sleep soundly that night.
Then, I gradually felt a great burden being lifted from my back. I breathed normally and realized my heartbeat had begun to slow down. And in a moment, I was finally able to doze off.
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Today, February 6, 2009:
I honestly cannot explain what happened to me yesterday and last night.
I feel bad.
I feel bad for not being able to speak up and speak more about the gospel. I feel bad for not being able to witness more to Myke. I feel bad that I wasn't able to reply to people last night. (Now you know.) I feel bad that I slept so late.
And yet I praise God.
Now that I think about it. God truly protected me yesterday.
Because, if I DID have an encounter with a demon-possesed person, the good Lord protected me. He did not remove His hand over me. Also, God spoke to me though that little experience I had yesterday. When I asked Him to lead my to my Holy Discontent, He wasn't kidding around. He opened my eyes to what my focus should be on, and that is to care for the lost.
Now, more than ever, I feel so vunerable. I know that the enemy is aware and he will do WHATEVER it takes so that the Lord's gospel will not advance. I feel that the enemy is out to get me. He's out to get everyone. And we, as God's children have to do something about it.
Our days are numbered. Will we all be ready for when the final hour comes? Would we have warned everyone we need to warn?
A Voice from Heaven cries out:
"On your feet, Deb. There is much work to be done."
I tried preoccupying myself when I got home so I could get my mind off what happened earlier that day. Only to find out it would come back to me 10 times worse just before I went to bed.
While praying after my evening devotion, I was moved to include Myke. I remembered everything that happened that day, the words spoken and the things left unsaid. I remember how I told me parents about it earlier in the evening, at the dinner table. Their responses ringing inside me head..
"Diba nga, sabi sa bible: "Many will call me 'Lord, Lord' but I will say to them, 'get away from Me! I never knew you."
"From the looks of it, i'd say he sounds possesed."
I thought, "Did I really just have an encounter with a demon-possesed man? Lord! I pray not!"
-I was scared. I was shaking. My fear weighed me down; or at least, something was weighing me down- and I found myself face down on my bed, crying. I couldn't move. I think I was being attacked. I rebuked the Devil outloud: "In the name of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, get away from me, Satan. I am a child of God, you have no power over me."
I began to loosen up, but I was still crying. I couldn't understand what for, but I was crying so hard. In my head, I saw a horrible picture- everyone I knew and loved, family and friends, being tormented in the burning lake. Thier bodies were being eaten alive by the flames, by never fully consumed. Worms, eating their rotten flesh- and they were helpless. I felt helpless just thinking about it.
I got up and locked myself away in the bathroom, afraid my parents would hear my cries. I brought my bible with me and read Matthew 24 and Luke 21- signs of the end of the ages.
I remembered what my discipler had told me before when we took up this topic in Dgroup.. That God is coming soon. And this I believed, now more than ever. As I read on, I realized a lot of the things that were written there, was happening already, if it haven't happened yet. And more things were yet to come.
I felt a great urgency to tell people about this. Warn then. My heart screamed:
"What are you doing world?! Wake up! Get your a t together! Our days are numbered. He draws near!"
_________________
I texted Rebeks to pray for me. I was planning to go to bed early pa naman, but my clock read 10:30 (late na yon for me, that day haha), and I was still wide awake and anxious. I still felt like a failure. I think I twisted the gospel and misused the name of the Holy Spirit. I was afraid. I asked Daddy for his grace and mercy over and over. ("Lord, I'm sorry... i'm sorry.. i'm sorry..") but I still felt unforgiven. Though I knew otherwise and Beks told me otherwise.
So then I asked that He give me peace. "At least for tonight, Lord." That I may sleep soundly that night.
Then, I gradually felt a great burden being lifted from my back. I breathed normally and realized my heartbeat had begun to slow down. And in a moment, I was finally able to doze off.
__________________
Today, February 6, 2009:
I honestly cannot explain what happened to me yesterday and last night.
I feel bad.
I feel bad for not being able to speak up and speak more about the gospel. I feel bad for not being able to witness more to Myke. I feel bad that I wasn't able to reply to people last night. (Now you know.) I feel bad that I slept so late.
And yet I praise God.
Now that I think about it. God truly protected me yesterday.
Because, if I DID have an encounter with a demon-possesed person, the good Lord protected me. He did not remove His hand over me. Also, God spoke to me though that little experience I had yesterday. When I asked Him to lead my to my Holy Discontent, He wasn't kidding around. He opened my eyes to what my focus should be on, and that is to care for the lost.
Now, more than ever, I feel so vunerable. I know that the enemy is aware and he will do WHATEVER it takes so that the Lord's gospel will not advance. I feel that the enemy is out to get me. He's out to get everyone. And we, as God's children have to do something about it.
Our days are numbered. Will we all be ready for when the final hour comes? Would we have warned everyone we need to warn?
A Voice from Heaven cries out:
"On your feet, Deb. There is much work to be done."
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