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Friday, July 30, 2010
Going Kung Fu Christian! (Part 2 of 3)
But the main area to which the ‘Chinese applied this term was spiritual discipline. They knew (and so do we) that the way to excellence in all life started with the training and conditioning of your soul.
Which leads me to a question…? Are you a kung fu Christian?
No, I don’t mean like a black belt in Bible and you’re able to use your fish symbol like a Chinese throwing star… HAI YA!
I’m talking about the training and conditioning of your spiritual life with Jesus Christ. You see, the Christian life is not simp0ly fire insurance from hell, it is so so SO much more than that. To simply trust in Jesus as your only hope of salvation and then leave it at that is like accepting a free ticket to a martial arts movie instead of playing a key role IN the movie! God has a major part for each and every believer, but trust me, it is no walk in the park.
Why? Because if you don’t train, you won’t be ready for the fight. You are up against a bully more powerful than any other in the universe. His goal is to “steal, kill, and destroy” you (John 10:10), and he has been studying spiritual martial arts far longer than you. Fortunately, you have a Trainer and a training manual that will bring you victory every time you engage… but you have to be disciplined and follow your Mater, Jesus Christ.
One of the greatest ‘ kung fu Christians’ of all time is the Apostle Paul. Here is his training advice:
All athletes are disciplines in their training. They do it to win a prize that will fade away, but we do it for an eternal prize. So I run with purpose in every step.
Third and last part will come soon :) …..
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Pocketed
Good morning everyone. When I want to read a book or magazine, I always look for an article about the good things God made. Even I don’t experience those good things in real, I felt it that it happened to me. I always get touched with the articles I’ve read. I read one article that divine touched my heart. Sad story but it seems in the end you will feel good as the story will touch the heart of many. Let me share it with you …
A girl has a daddy who was not a churchgoing man. Fishing was the habit of the father every Sunday. The girl used to worry a lot about his soul, so when she was 13 yrs old, she bought him a little pocket Bible, and she slipped it into his suitcase before he went out on a business trip. The girl wrote a nice message on the bible and this it say, “Daddy, God loves you and so do I.” The girl never saw the bible again and her father never mentioned a word to her about it.
The girl grew up and moved away from home, but she always kept praying for her daddy.
Then one day she got a terrible phone call, telling her that her daddy had died suddenly at the young age of 47.
The funeral was at their little country church with standing room only. And the procession of cars stretched out for a mile behind them as they drove to the family plot. The girl was amazed at the number of friends that her quiet little daddy had.
Even in the girl’s grief at the cemetery she had to smile at the memory of her Daddy telling herself that it was called plunk-a-was cemetery, because it was “plunked way back in the middle of the woods.”
Back at their house the neighbors had cleaned up the place, but it was the girl’s sad duty to go through all of her Daddy’s things.
The girl walked into his daddy’s bedroom and burst into tears at the sight of his worn khaki work pants draped over the foot of his bed, just like he’d always done.
Rummaging through the pockets of those work pants, she felt a strange billfold-sized object in his right back pocket. That’s odd, the girl thought. Her daddy had always carried his wallet in his left back pocket.
The girl pulled the object out, and it almost fell apart in her hands. It was the little pocket Bible that she had given to her daddy all those years ago, worn smooth and soft from years of handling.
The girl turned to the inscription in her youthful handwriting. Yes, God loved her daddy. And now she knew, her daddy had sure loved God right back.
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Thursday, August 13, 2009
Message of Butterflies' Wings
At that point, I was pondering whether there was justice from heaven that allows such tragedies to happen. But, even in my desperation, I knew that i wanted to believe in God and His love. So prayer is the one that ease my feelings. I fervently prayed every day especially before I went to bed.
I asked for a sing with butterflies, although I hadn’t heard of butterflies signifying the soul or spirit. I sometimes even asked for specific colors—blue, yellow and green butterflies.
My agony of being alone without someone on my side just passed. I was very heartbroken, and remained under. I doubted now if I have really lost my faith in God had He not done so, but I am more certain at that point of His love.
I believe now that He loves me more than I do ever love myself. And I also know that He loves me for He answered my prayer in my hour of need. He ended my suffering for being heartbroken. And I’m really grateful for what He did. I praise Him so much. I love you God!
