I woke up this morning with an itchy sore throat.
I feel sick.
BUT I DON'T WANT TO BE SICK.
I hate being sick becuase it's sickening when you get sick.
Now, I am glad I just know what to do.
And no, it's not taking that pill. or going to the doctor asap.
It's proclaiming the words of God in PSALM 91.
"Psalm 91
1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. [a]
2 I will say [b] of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust."
3 Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare
and from the deadly pestilence.
4 He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
5 You will not fear the terror of night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,
6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
nor the plague that destroys at midday.
7 A thousand may fall at your side,
ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you.
8 You will only observe with your eyes
and see the punishment of the wicked.
9 If you make the Most High your dwelling—
even the LORD, who is my refuge-
10 then no harm will befall you,
no disaster will come near your tent.
11 For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways;
12 they will lift you up in their hands,
so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
13 You will tread upon the lion and the cobra;
you will trample the great lion and the serpent.
14 "Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him;
I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.
15 He will call upon me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble,
I will deliver him and honor him.
16 With long life will I satisfy him
and show him my salvation."
Yes!
I say to this sore throat and all the other diseases..
7 A thousand may fall at my side,
(a thousand sickness and diseases)
ten thousand at my right hand,
but it will not come near me!!!
By Jesus stripes, I am healed!!!
Non-believers might say I am stupid in believing this way.
I say, I'd rather be stupid and get healed and protected by God
than be smart running around the world to get healing and protection
without that assurance that I'd get it at all.
God's Words are final! and True!
For two years of being a Christian,
I have felt its power.
I know God has been protecting me.
I am not telling this to you because I believe it
or
I have testimonies on it.
I am saying it because the Bible says so!
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Red Sea Crossing
I have received this powerpoint from my dear friend, let's call her "amag" hehe!
Ok. These TRUTHS excite me and getting to know what's happening in the Bible makes me more curious in learning the events way back 2000 years ago.
Fiction or Truth. I don't care.
As long as it's about God and Jesus...is perfect enough.
Yes.
I have come to know some "Worldy Truths"
but they only gave me nothing but stress and a lot of heartaches.
Past is past.
Now.
With God's truth...nothing is detrimental to one's health
for this is not religion anymore.
And if you just open your eyes and would come to know it..
it will finally set you free!
I googled on this Jacob's Well and it just sent shivers down my spine.
See this link..
JACOB's WELL
Ok. These TRUTHS excite me and getting to know what's happening in the Bible makes me more curious in learning the events way back 2000 years ago.
Fiction or Truth. I don't care.
As long as it's about God and Jesus...is perfect enough.
Yes.
I have come to know some "Worldy Truths"
but they only gave me nothing but stress and a lot of heartaches.
Past is past.
Now.
With God's truth...nothing is detrimental to one's health
for this is not religion anymore.
And if you just open your eyes and would come to know it..
it will finally set you free!
I googled on this Jacob's Well and it just sent shivers down my spine.
See this link..
JACOB's WELL
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
God answers our prayers
A very very very nice story… :)
As doubtful we are…
As mistrustful as we all are in God's ability to hear our prayers…
Please do take time to read…
This beautiful story was written by a doctor who worked in Africa .
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died, leaving us with a tiny, premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator). We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates).
'And it is our last hot water bottle!' she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk, so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.
'All right,' I said, 'put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm.'
The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died.
During prayer time, one ten -year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. 'Please, God' she prayed, 'Send us a hot water bottle today. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.'
While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, 'And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her?'
As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say 'Amen'? I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything; the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from the homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever, received a parcel from home.
Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator!
Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door. By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there on the verandah was a large 22-pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children. Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box..
From the top, I lifted out brightly-colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out. Yes, a brand new, rubber hot water bottle. I cried.
I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, 'If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly, too!'
Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully- dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted! Looking up at me, she asked: 'Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?' Of course, I replied!
That parcel had been on the way for five whole months, packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it 'that afternoon.'
'Before they call, I will answer.' (Isaiah 65:24)
When you receive this, please pray the prayer below. That's all you have to do. No strings attached. Just send it on to whomever you want - but please do send it on.
Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost, but a lot of rewards. Let's continue praying for one another.
This awesome prayer takes less than a minute.
'Heavenly Father, I ask You to bless my friends reading this. I ask You to minister to their spirit. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self-doubting, release a renewed confidence to work through them. Where there is tiredness or exhaustion, I ask You to give them understanding, guidance, and strength. Where there is fear, reveal Your love and release to them Your courage. Bless their finances, give them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them. Give each of them discernment to recognize the evil forces around them and reveal to them the power they have in You to defeat it. I ask You to do these things in Jesus' name. Amen'
P.S. Passing this on to anyone you consider a friend will bless you both. Passing this on to one not considered a friend is something Christ would do.
As doubtful we are…
As mistrustful as we all are in God's ability to hear our prayers…
Please do take time to read…
This beautiful story was written by a doctor who worked in Africa .
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died, leaving us with a tiny, premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator). We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates).
'And it is our last hot water bottle!' she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk, so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.
'All right,' I said, 'put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm.'
The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died.
During prayer time, one ten -year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. 'Please, God' she prayed, 'Send us a hot water bottle today. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.'
While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, 'And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her?'
As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say 'Amen'? I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything; the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from the homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever, received a parcel from home.
Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator!
Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door. By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there on the verandah was a large 22-pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children. Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box..
From the top, I lifted out brightly-colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out. Yes, a brand new, rubber hot water bottle. I cried.
I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, 'If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly, too!'
Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully- dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted! Looking up at me, she asked: 'Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?' Of course, I replied!
That parcel had been on the way for five whole months, packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it 'that afternoon.'
'Before they call, I will answer.' (Isaiah 65:24)
When you receive this, please pray the prayer below. That's all you have to do. No strings attached. Just send it on to whomever you want - but please do send it on.
Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost, but a lot of rewards. Let's continue praying for one another.
This awesome prayer takes less than a minute.
'Heavenly Father, I ask You to bless my friends reading this. I ask You to minister to their spirit. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self-doubting, release a renewed confidence to work through them. Where there is tiredness or exhaustion, I ask You to give them understanding, guidance, and strength. Where there is fear, reveal Your love and release to them Your courage. Bless their finances, give them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them. Give each of them discernment to recognize the evil forces around them and reveal to them the power they have in You to defeat it. I ask You to do these things in Jesus' name. Amen'
P.S. Passing this on to anyone you consider a friend will bless you both. Passing this on to one not considered a friend is something Christ would do.
Monday, December 8, 2008
Ron Wyatt talking about JESUS blood sample
Found this video on youtube and has given me chills.
Ron Wyatt, a self-described archaeologist has discovered
Jesus blood and took it for a lab test in Israel.
We, humans have 46 chromosomes. 23 chromosomes we get from
our mother and 23 from our father..
But the blood test, showed only 23 chromosomes from Jesus' blood
which means He only has His mother DNA.
I googled about this and interestingly, I found this.
"Certainly God could have caused Mary to contribute all 46 chromosomes, but when God mainfested Himself in flesh as Jesus Christ, considering that He created mankind, He also most certainly could have "created" an ideal 23 chromosomes to match up with Mary's. The latter is far more preferred in my opinion.
It takes 23 chromosomes from two people to "conceive", hence it seems more probable that God Himself supplied 23 chromosomes, specifically that His Word (the Logos) became the 23 chromosomes required to cause a conception, to match up with Mary's 23 chromosomes, which properly establishes her as His mother.
This gives interesting light and explanation to the words "only begotten", which in the Greek is the word "monogenes". "Mono" means "unique" or "only", and "genes" means "origin" or "becoming". It is also the root of our modern words gene and genetics. If we accept the idea that God knew how language would develop, and understands the science, then it does no disservice to consider that monogenes may be understood as signifying "unique genes." Jesus Christ is unique. He alone originated by the combination of the 23 chromosomes of a human seed with 23 chromosomes which was the Logos become flesh."
Watch the video.
Jesus is alive!!!
Ron Wyatt, a self-described archaeologist has discovered
Jesus blood and took it for a lab test in Israel.
We, humans have 46 chromosomes. 23 chromosomes we get from
our mother and 23 from our father..
But the blood test, showed only 23 chromosomes from Jesus' blood
which means He only has His mother DNA.
I googled about this and interestingly, I found this.
"Certainly God could have caused Mary to contribute all 46 chromosomes, but when God mainfested Himself in flesh as Jesus Christ, considering that He created mankind, He also most certainly could have "created" an ideal 23 chromosomes to match up with Mary's. The latter is far more preferred in my opinion.
It takes 23 chromosomes from two people to "conceive", hence it seems more probable that God Himself supplied 23 chromosomes, specifically that His Word (the Logos) became the 23 chromosomes required to cause a conception, to match up with Mary's 23 chromosomes, which properly establishes her as His mother.
This gives interesting light and explanation to the words "only begotten", which in the Greek is the word "monogenes". "Mono" means "unique" or "only", and "genes" means "origin" or "becoming". It is also the root of our modern words gene and genetics. If we accept the idea that God knew how language would develop, and understands the science, then it does no disservice to consider that monogenes may be understood as signifying "unique genes." Jesus Christ is unique. He alone originated by the combination of the 23 chromosomes of a human seed with 23 chromosomes which was the Logos become flesh."
Watch the video.
Jesus is alive!!!
Thursday, December 4, 2008
I love these Christian cartoons!
My hyperthyroidism Part 2
I have researched on the net some symptoms of
Hyperthyroidism and the following are the results.
Common symptoms and signs of hyperthyroidism
Palpitations
Heat intolerance
Nervousness
Breathlessness
Increased bowel movements
Light or absent menstrual periods
Fatigue
Fast heart rate
Trembling hands
Weight loss
Muscle weakness
Warm moist skin
Hair loss
Staring gaze
For now, I have almost 80% of the manifestations.
Like, a bit of trembling of my body and hands, insomnia,
palpitations, breathlessness and weight loss.
How am I supposed to react?
Normally, one could get panic and go to the doctor asap.
Get worried and be restless thinking that he's gona die or what.
I would've felt the same way too...
Yeah.
I would have been that old person in me who panics
everytime I'm sick.
But
not anymore.
You know why?
Because I have come to know the truth.
That Jesus is my healer.
So now,
I say...
with all these symptoms that's manifesting in me.
Thank you Jesus.. for if not because of your works in
the calvary..and without those stripes that you bore
in your body for me... for my healing.
I would be this way forever.
These symptoms in me are just temporary.
For I believe that by your STRIPES I was healed!!
Thank you Jesus!
I will be praising You forever!
Hyperthyroidism and the following are the results.
Common symptoms and signs of hyperthyroidism
Palpitations
Heat intolerance
Nervousness
Breathlessness
Increased bowel movements
Light or absent menstrual periods
Fatigue
Fast heart rate
Trembling hands
Weight loss
Muscle weakness
Warm moist skin
Hair loss
Staring gaze
For now, I have almost 80% of the manifestations.
Like, a bit of trembling of my body and hands, insomnia,
palpitations, breathlessness and weight loss.
How am I supposed to react?
Normally, one could get panic and go to the doctor asap.
Get worried and be restless thinking that he's gona die or what.
I would've felt the same way too...
Yeah.
I would have been that old person in me who panics
everytime I'm sick.
But
not anymore.
You know why?
Because I have come to know the truth.
That Jesus is my healer.
So now,
I say...
with all these symptoms that's manifesting in me.
Thank you Jesus.. for if not because of your works in
the calvary..and without those stripes that you bore
in your body for me... for my healing.
I would be this way forever.
These symptoms in me are just temporary.
For I believe that by your STRIPES I was healed!!
Thank you Jesus!
I will be praising You forever!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
LIGHT vs DARKNESS
I have always thought "DARKNESS" in the Bible just means
committing murder, terrorism or diseases.
And..
I have always thought that when you become a Christian.
Everything will flea.
No more sadness, afflictions , pains , heartachess, etc..
and God will give u a perfect world instantly.
Well, I have thought wrongly.
I have found out.
"DARKNESS" is ..
when you are depressed...
struggling with your afflictions,
heartaches from a broken relationships,
sadness,
boredom,
financial turmoil
and career stress.
In this world,
those things will come and attack you every now and then..
Before you know it, you are trap in it.
As a Christian, you would ask God, "Lord, I have done this and that.
why this is happening to me??"
Somewhere along the way you end up struggling with your faith ..
It's self-sabotaging, right?
Some people would seek advices from friends, read books
and watch a movie just to getaway.
But...
at the end of the day.
It all comes back to them...again and again and again..
(Yeah, I know it because I was there.)
When these things happening..
it is not really a question of "what to do" or "where to go"?
it's a question of
WHOM to go to...
Who?
It's Jesus..
As I'm typing this right now,
I just had a fight with my ex.
For months I have been struggling with my frustrations over and over again.
Thinking and being torn between having these options of
getting it over real soon
or have the love come back again.
I am so filled with pain and heartaches.
I just wana runaway from it all.
There are times that I feel it's already part of me. ...
or has become me...
It isn't easy at all.
Deep within, gloom is in my heart..
It just keeps haunting me.
Yes.
I am in darkness..
My ground is shaking right now.
I feel my world is falling apart.
It's sickening with all these pains.
really
I feel like a loser !!
But guess what..
I am thankful..
You know why?
Because Jesus is in me.
No matter how sad, frustrated , depressed that I become,
His power absorbs it all and resides in me.
Knowing the truth that these are just temporary
gives me Peace and sets me free.
Everytime I feel bad about myself and all the things
that are happening to me, there's this force within me
or something which I cannot explain that lifts my spirit up.
It's cool and all I wana do is just see those negative feelings
flea away from me.
The next moment, I'm back on my feet again ...
to have fun!
I refer to my pains, sadness, afflictions as my "DARKNESS".
But Jesus is my LIGHT
When one is in total darkness and sees just a bit
of spark of light around.. there's hope.
Jesus wraps me around in His love with hope.
I may not know how it happens but just keep that way.
Yes!
My world maybe shaking right now but I don't fret.
With Jesus...
I know someday I am going to stand above it all
and live a victorious life praising Him.
It's just amazing when you know the truth..
Thank you Jesus for making things new for me!
Thank you Jesus for You are my refuge!
Not alcohol, drugs, or anything...
It's You!
Thank you ...Thank you... Thank you...J E S U S!!!
committing murder, terrorism or diseases.
And..
I have always thought that when you become a Christian.
Everything will flea.
No more sadness, afflictions , pains , heartachess, etc..
and God will give u a perfect world instantly.
Well, I have thought wrongly.
I have found out.
"DARKNESS" is ..
when you are depressed...
struggling with your afflictions,
heartaches from a broken relationships,
sadness,
boredom,
financial turmoil
and career stress.
In this world,
those things will come and attack you every now and then..
Before you know it, you are trap in it.
As a Christian, you would ask God, "Lord, I have done this and that.
why this is happening to me??"
Somewhere along the way you end up struggling with your faith ..
It's self-sabotaging, right?
Some people would seek advices from friends, read books
and watch a movie just to getaway.
But...
at the end of the day.
It all comes back to them...again and again and again..
(Yeah, I know it because I was there.)
When these things happening..
it is not really a question of "what to do" or "where to go"?
it's a question of
WHOM to go to...
Who?
It's Jesus..
As I'm typing this right now,
I just had a fight with my ex.
For months I have been struggling with my frustrations over and over again.
Thinking and being torn between having these options of
getting it over real soon
or have the love come back again.
I am so filled with pain and heartaches.
I just wana runaway from it all.
There are times that I feel it's already part of me. ...
or has become me...
It isn't easy at all.
Deep within, gloom is in my heart..
It just keeps haunting me.
Yes.
I am in darkness..
My ground is shaking right now.
I feel my world is falling apart.
It's sickening with all these pains.
really
I feel like a loser !!
But guess what..
I am thankful..
You know why?
Because Jesus is in me.
No matter how sad, frustrated , depressed that I become,
His power absorbs it all and resides in me.
Knowing the truth that these are just temporary
gives me Peace and sets me free.
Everytime I feel bad about myself and all the things
that are happening to me, there's this force within me
or something which I cannot explain that lifts my spirit up.
It's cool and all I wana do is just see those negative feelings
flea away from me.
The next moment, I'm back on my feet again ...
to have fun!
I refer to my pains, sadness, afflictions as my "DARKNESS".
But Jesus is my LIGHT
When one is in total darkness and sees just a bit
of spark of light around.. there's hope.
Jesus wraps me around in His love with hope.
I may not know how it happens but just keep that way.
Yes!
My world maybe shaking right now but I don't fret.
With Jesus...
I know someday I am going to stand above it all
and live a victorious life praising Him.
It's just amazing when you know the truth..
Thank you Jesus for making things new for me!
Thank you Jesus for You are my refuge!
Not alcohol, drugs, or anything...
It's You!
Thank you ...Thank you... Thank you...J E S U S!!!
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