date: Sunday, March 26, 2006 @ 10:32 pm
title: Sunday.
Okie. Worship was great and strange. Maybe its when you are desperate and deperately in need for answer. encounter. confirmation. You will be full of hunger and that sometimes will ignite your sense of humor. I cried. Not the usual 'I love Jesus!' but the 'Oh my.. oh my.. I'm gonna to die if you dun touch me today! Please I beg you! COMMMMME!!' He didn't come. I ran to Him with my luggages of emotions. I came to the cross and left all my burden there. I kneed. I raised my head and saw the glorious moment - the man whom came and died for my sins. He was up there. Nail by the limps. Hung in the air. I opened my eyes and Pastor was the one I saw overlapping Him. Two became one - its the first time I saw Jesus in Pastor. The rays shone from her back. Wow.. All my fears and weakness just faded away.. I felt couragous. I was filled with awe for the very long time since I dunno when. I broke in tear. That's my mom. The one who chose me when noone else would..
'I need to be poor so that they can be made rich.' That's what I took home from Pastor Osawa's sermon. Poverty is everywhere. Poor has a new meaning. new image in Singapore. The poor are those who are emotionally bankrupted. collaspes mentally. I need to reach out to them and give them a hope and a purpose in life. They need what I call Vitamin J - Jesus.. Youths are taking off from tall buildings to end their journey on earth way too early. They dun need solution. They need a meaning. A meaning to their life. I knew where to get from but many don't. I asked for one today and received a new heart. a new hope. a new strength. brand new self image. Time to move on. Time to focus when you can. It never too late.
Going offline to read the Fresh Faith :)
