CONFIRMATION

CONFIRMATION! Don't forget to send in confirmation :P

On saturday, there's west huddle! You should receive message from the leader that goes SOMEHOW like this: {i dono bout urs, but mine is like this}

Yox! urgent msg!! ahh! due to westd's sotong leaders that fgt tht we actuali fgt abt sat's westhuddle! its a lunch westhuddle! all pack food to istanapark! 115pm! frenx r most welcome! sorie guys!! reali sorie! SORRY!

LOl! So yeap, don't forget to clear all the dong dong you've after service :P Anyway, anyone want to go marina bay watch fireworks?! heee! :P

Enjoy today's entry:
{part 2, from yesterday entry!}

My Father is battling cancer. My mother and I are sharing in the care of him, in my apartment between chemo visits. Tonight, I rubbed Dad's legs as they were hurting Him so. As I sat at His feet. I thought of how the children sat at Jesus feet, and what they must have felt. The first thought that came to mind is Pure Love. No matter what I have done in my life I have the pure love of Jesus, and of Daddy. I thought of how a Father is to be an example of Jesus in His children's lives. I believe that my Dad has done that. My Dad never knows a stranger. At the same time, my Dad can't tell you what the person was wearing, or the color of hair they had. What He can tell you is that man is a believer, and He always knows His name. If you met my Dad once, He remembers you forever. If ever someone needs something my Dad has, it is their's for the taking.

When my Dad tore down houses, He would sell the lumber from them. He had times when someone would come to the house saying that they could pay Him for the lumber later. Dad would figure up the total of the lumber, help them load it on their truck, and would tell them before they left to remember what the total was, because He would never think of it again. Then one day a bill would show up in the mail, and Dad would be sitting at the kitchen table praying aloud for God to pay the bill for us. It never failed that someone would show up to buy lumber or to repay for lumber already taken. Dad would just smile, and Thank God. There are a lot of nurses and doctors, who do not understand my Dad right now. Dad will laugh, and joke with them. The nursing and doctor staff act like Dad is not going to make it. Dad will smile and say "Only God knows that, I am doing my part." I stopped tonight, and thought of all the "moments of love" that my Dad and I have had at the kitchen table, or with me at his feet with a lotion bottle. All these moments, that God must just smile down, and say to me, "I love you my child."

Isn't it reassuring to know that God doesn't make accidents? Everything in our lives happens to teach us something. Sometimes the lesson is easy to learn, and other times, the lesson requires a few tears, and some emotional commitment to understand all that we are being taught. No matter if our parents were planning for us to appear or not. God picked out our parents. God knew when we would be born. God knew if we would be born earlier than the doctor thought. God knew if we were going to require more time than the doctor thought. God knew if our nose was going to be small, medium, or large. He knows everyday of our life. God knew that one day I would be sitting up at midnight, typing out the words He was placing in my heart that had to be written. Yet, with all this...we still call things in life an accident. This knowledge made me pause and re-consider things. If a deer hits the car...maybe we're traveling the wrong road. Perhaps, God is trying to tell us that our direction is off course. If the car you have is slowly falling apart (like mine). Maybe God is telling us that we need to repair more than the car. Maybe our souls need maintenance. If your driving a brand new vehicle maybe God is showing you the greatness that comes from following Him, and is granting your desire for a new vehicle. For every problem in our lives there is a lesson to be learned from it. I believe that until we learn each lesson, that the same problems will attack us. The fact that God never makes an accident....has me looking at people around me and thinking better thoughts of them. After all, God loves them, and as their sister in Christ I should love them too.

How many times do you stop, and look in the mirror thinking.... if only my butt was smaller?.... if only my eyes were green instead of blue?... if only my tummy was a little bigger... if only.... if only.... I confess that I liked nothing about my mirror image. I would look in the mirror, and would think if only I was a size 4 dress, then I would like myself better. Truth of the matter is...God made us in His image. We have to learn to love what we see in the mirror. I recently came into this frame of mind when my Dad started losing all kinds of weight due to chemo. I had heard people talk and talk about losing weight, and everyone is on a diet, we have to watch our carbs. blah blah blah. Ideal body weight. If my father had been at his Ideal body weight. he would only weigh 50 lbs. right now. The average skeleton weighs 70lbs. In my opinion, I believe that God knew my Dad would need the extra weight. Several years ago when I was run over by a jet ski, the doctors confirmed that if I had been at ideal body weight, they believe I would not have come out of the lake at all. Now, I personally believe all of that is up to God. IF I had only been at 120 lbs, and it wasn't my time to go, I believe God would have left me here on earth for my purpose. Anyway, back to the self-image. You have to love the body you are in. Granted that is clique'. However, if you can't love yourself, and you are made in God's image...then how will you ever fully love another? I have come to a place in my life, where no matter what the mirror says, I am going to act like I am already a size 4. Good self image is an important part of the Christian walk when you consider the image we are made after. For me the most important thing to remember when I look in the mirror anymore is that Jesus loves me, despite what I may see in the mirror.

I often think of how wonderful it is that God don't keep a "Credit Score" on us all. I recently got my credit report, and for anyone who has been in tough spots,you can certainly understand how... even while you wanted to pay everything on time, and in full, there are times, due to circumstances that things just simply don't get paid. How wonderful it is to know that prayer is Free. Jesus paid the price for our sins and He is not keeping a record of our debt to Him. How thrilling it is to know that when standing before God... Our credit rating is not going to effect if we are in Heaven with Him forever or not. God is not going to look at me, and say, "On July 15th, 1993.. you committed sin. You now owe Me 12 Prayers, and then you must fill out a form to have Me take it off of your Credit Score. "It is wonderful to know that the very day that I asked forgiveness of any sin in my life, it is immediately deleted from God's memory bank. Therefore, my credit with God is excellent, as long as I am asking for forgiveness, and striving to be just like Him.It is indeed a blessing to know that God is always there to listen to me. God is always ready to help, and a constant friend. I know as I contact these people,to get things right on the credit report, that God is going to help me to know what to say,and I am praying that He will touch the hearts of people, that they may help me out of these problems of my teen years. It is wonderful to know that no matter what these people may say to me, that God is in control, and He has my best interest at heart. Yes, I am so glad that my "Credit Score" with God reads "Excellent".

Part 3 will be up tomorrow!

JIAYOU! :D