1. Once, all villagers decided to pray for rain. On the day of prayer, all people gathered and only one boy came with an umbrella. THAT'S FAITH!
2. Imagine the feeling of a one year old baby when you throw him in the air. He laughs because he knows you will catch him. THAT'S TRUST!
3. Every night we go to bed, we have no assurance to wake up alive the next morning but still we have plans for tomorrow. THAT'S HOPE!
Wonderful message I got from SMS. Thank you, God!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Love thy neighbor
Jesus says, "Love thy neighbor as thyself." If I can be strict with myself when I commit mistakes, I always think it is fair to be strict with my neighbor who commits mistakes. That goes with the responsibility to help correct a neighbor.
Whenever the situation calls for it, there's guilt and discomfort knowing you have made another person feel unhappy. It's always a struggle to make a neighbor feed good. Lord, guide me.
Whenever the situation calls for it, there's guilt and discomfort knowing you have made another person feel unhappy. It's always a struggle to make a neighbor feed good. Lord, guide me.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Let's try this...
Welcome to myself to the blog world. Still a bit hesitant to share my thoughts. We'll see how this works for me.
I started reading another blog of a middle-aged, elite housewife. Found it interesting when Inquired featured it yesterday. I started reading her posts last night. Unfortunately, she had to secure her site this afternoon. I was directed to the blogger site as suggested if I want to pursue reading her blogs. I ended up creating one for me.
Busy day. 2 meetings. Have to hurry home now.
I started reading another blog of a middle-aged, elite housewife. Found it interesting when Inquired featured it yesterday. I started reading her posts last night. Unfortunately, she had to secure her site this afternoon. I was directed to the blogger site as suggested if I want to pursue reading her blogs. I ended up creating one for me.
Busy day. 2 meetings. Have to hurry home now.
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