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‚ô• Thursday, July 13, 2006
11:31 PM

this week eventful. very eventful with God. Life is v. interesting with God around. Because He is amazing God. He's been with me for all day. Lord you know my desire to go to east timor. To preach your gospel to the unsaved. Lord, I pray that You'll bring me there if it is your desire for me to go. Lord, I'm willing to sacriface my Christmas for You. Not to be doing for my own desire but to do Your work. To minister to these people. Father, I'm set on the mind of giving up my Christmas for You. But perhaps I won't be around ? Because I don't know. This thought have been coming to my mind. To write letters for people around me. As if I'm leaving this world. Don't know why I feel like that. I got to pray over it. Perhaps it's the satan telling me such things. But I seriously don't really bother over it. But it sounds wrong that satan would be telling me to write letters to my loved ones. I'm just going to give it to God and ask Him about it. Lord, I really want to go to East Timor on 22 - 29 dec. This is the 2nd year that I've been wanting to go. Father, please. God answered my prayer today. On the bus, it was cold so cold. I was wearing a jacket but my hands are still cold. so I prayed that the spirit will give me warmth. soon my hands don't feel cold anymore. Lord you are a mystery and a wonderful Father. But God you're always behind and with me all day. Thank you Lord.

- God loves u and I !