I've been blog-surfing and it just makes me wanna blog about the bursting goodness of God, and what He has done in my life. But each time i wanna start, i just go blank! maybe because Daddy overwhelmed me too much that i became speechless. or maybe because i was not so good in my english that i didn't know how to put it down to words. or maybe it was simply because i was too lazy. hahaha..

Well, i decided not to let the idiotic devil get in my way of reaching out to others who might chance upon my blog and get blessed by my testimonies! =)

The Lord has opened my eyes to a whole new meaning to speaking in tongues. and i'm addicted to it!!! Remember how when you were young, you would have this "secret" way of communicating with your best friend, so that no one else could understand what you guys were talking about? It would feel so good when only the two of you would know that you were checking that cute guy out. and you both would feel like paris hilton and nicole richie. (how everyone around you envies your friendship, and how everyone will envy your RICHES)

Well, that's how we all are with Jesus. our secret way of communicating? SPEAKING IN TONGUES. simple as that. =) absolutely NO ONE will understand what you are talking about!

erm, unless some idiot invents a "tongue-breaker" machine which could convert the language of tongues into English. but i highly doubt that person could come out of his/her dungeon-of-inventions alive. cos he/she will be too shocked at the Goodness that we (the present Prince and Princesses of the Most High God), are praying for the future, that he/she would just smash up the machine and be slain. and after he/she wakes up, he/she will come to New Creation Church and accept Christ!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA.

Okay, back to the topic. Basically, when you pray in tongues, you speak to Daddy in the most intimate manner any man could ever think of. you bear your heartfelt feelings and thoughts that you never knew exsisted. this is when Daddy takes care of it, and exchanges it for the overwhelming Peace in your heart. The Peace that can never be explained in words, the Peace that gives you the knowledge that He reigns in your life, and there's nothing my God cannot do. =)

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Just the other day while waiting for the bus at night, i saw a couple walking down the street, hand in hand. they were so deep in conversation and so engrossed in each other, and it seemed like nothing else in the world matters anymore. In front of them, there was a pillar and they parted hands just to avoid the pillar. all this while, they were still talking and laughing. after they passed the pillar, their hands sub-consciously found each others' and it was interlocked once again.
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This is a perfect example of our relationship with Daddy. In this complexed world of stress, worries, condemnation (the list goes on...) all we, as precious children of God, have to do, is to cultivate and acknowledge the EXISTANCE of Daddy beside us, and Daddy's BIG, warm, comfortable soft Hand automatically finds ours and interlocks it with ours, grabbing it ever so tightly with reassurance and love...

"...I have set the Lord always before me; Because He is at my right hand I shall not be moved."
"For I, the Lord your God, will hold your right hand, Saying to you, 'Fear not, I will help you.'"

and i believe that Daddy's always at my right hand, cos the right hand symbolises the stronger hand (for right-handers, that is) and Him taking over my right hand means that Daddy takes over my self efforts and takes over!!! AMEN!!
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Daddy, i'm still in absolute awe of how much You have already done, in just a matter of 3 weeks into the yr of 2007! I really anticipate how i would be by the end of 2007! woooo!!! =D

I love You so much, but i know You love me so much more...

i really don't know what you are thinking, and i've come to a point whereby i just can't be bothered to hear from you. to a point whereby i don't care if you are drowning. cos i think you deserve it. now, whatever you say just doesn't affect me anymore. i don't like it, when people who love you, call me up and tell me how sad they are because of the things you did to them. you'd probably never read this, but i know deep down, you still mean it when you texted to say, "i love you".

Daddy, teach me to love her. guide me to guide her. help me to help her. i know You love who i love...
Somehow, the peace deep down in me, says everything's gonna be alright.

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Sometimes, i guess we need to fall down to know how pain is like, so that we will be careful the next time we walk on rough grounds...

I have slight shivers when i see how Daddy's fulfilling my list of things i want for the year 2007. FAST.
it just makes me wanna add more stuff to the list. *grins*

Just the other night, He made me read through my old diary. Oh, how embarrasing. I can't believe i was actually like that last time. As i giggled and "oh-my-gosh" my way through the diary, i could hear Him giggling along with me too. I realised how much i have changed over the years, the significant increase in spiritual maturity, and most important of all... how much more i have learnt to allow my Heavenly Daddy embrace me without a single worry in my mind. =)

I chose to walk this way of life, cos i know that it'll forever be lit with Light when everything else seems dark. and when it comes to rocky roads, He is there to Carry me way above it. and when the road leads to a desert with no signs of life, there will be a overflowing well of cool and refreshing Water from within me, Who quenches my thirst. and when a horrific storm hits, i have perfectly strong, enormous(and comfy) Wings that shelters me from the loud thunders that roar outside, that allows me to sleep like a child admist the storm. and when the animals of the dark try to devour me, i have a Shield of Glory that protects me... which leaves them fleeing.

And when the journey gets long and tiring... when i need a shoulder to cry on, when i need a huge warm reassuring hug, when i need to hear words of Love, when i need to hear a joke....

Daddy's there, right beside me...
Holding my hand...
Never ever, will He let it go...
cos He loves me too much to ever let me out of His sight for even a spilt second...

Oh, Jesus... You keep my precious tears...

I love You.