Not Everyday is a Good Day but Everyday is a God Day

To someone whose family is in a continuous bondage of restlessness and emotional unrest, don’t stop praying and declaring the Word of God to spring forth in their lives. Now is not the time to give up in doing what is good, for in every affliction that we have may it be physical, social or relational God’s hand will always be there. So pray for your sick unbelieving sibling, pray for your lust filled family, pray for your lying unsupportive parents who is against your faith. Be good to them even though they don’t say sorry, thank you or even at their last breath they’d still dis own you – never give up. Stand up and be the Christ they wouldn’t see anywhere else. #KneelingButNotBroken #IBelieve #IWontGiveUp #NotEverydayIsAGoodDay but #EveryMoMentIsAGodDay #IFeelYou

No Room for Fear

I remember one time when fear got the best of me. The physical effect was so evident like strong palpitations, fast heartbeat, uncontrolled breathing, sleepless nights, inability to eat, unending fearful scary imaginations and intuitions. When I stepped up to the invitation of the Lord – His love – fear didn’t fit in. Yes, there’s death and that’s inevitable. As to what manner of death, I don’t know. But, as we put Him first it doesn’t matter what manner of death or fear it would be – in Him we find security and there’s nothing to worry what man can do.

#GodYouReign

A Search for Healing

When my younger brother was diagnosed with cancer I thought he would die right there and then. I remembered how painful it was while I took the courage to go to 3 different laboratories in the city. At the last lab. I hid myself. The weakness saw me leaning and sliding beside the wall, I saw my self dropping and flooding in tears. “I can’t do this. I just can’t. ” I sobbed, wiped my eyes then went back to the car where my brother was too. I smiled and said there’s no result about the type of cancer yet. He asked, “Why? Are you crying? Mawawala rin ito! (This will all disappear.) I remembered God reminding me that “I’m a healer. ” I was back in tears again.

Healing for me, is God in action in my brother’s health. He brought me the centurion’s faith that his servant will be healed if Christ wills it. Even though my brother is not a Christian, doesn’t go to church with us nor testified about how good God is at the MMV God used me to be a bridge for his healing just like what the centurion requested his servant to do to request healing for his sick servant from Jesus.

I don’t know what healing is to you, but to me it’s real and by faith it’s from God.

Forgiven

I was brought up in a home where the principle of, if you don’t help yourself you will die. This, plus, no one will ever help you in any of your struggles, you are on your own so take it all in. After being with Christ since 2005, needless to say I was still putting barriers against people. I looked at them as ungrateful, inconsiderate, harsh, not thoughtful and filled with crab mentality. So, even as a Christian woman, I stepped away from Godly people. The difference now is that, the more I am testifying about God’s goodness in me that little by little all the judgments I am throwing to all of you are breaking. It is now being replaced with love, mercy and grace, which comes from the Holy Spirit through me.

#IAmRedeemed #GodSetMeFree