One-liners

Don’t let your worries get the best of you.  Remember, Moses started out as a basket case.

Some people are kind, polite, and sweet-spirited until you try to sit in their pews.

Many folks want to serve God, but only as advisers.

It is easier to preach ten sermons than it is to live one.

The good Lord didn’t create anything without a purpose, but mosquitoes come close.

When you get to your wit’s end, you’ll find God lives there.

People are funny.  They want the front of the bus, the middle of the road, and the back of the church.

Opportunity may knock once, but temptation bangs on your front door forever.

Quit griping about your church.  If it was perfect, you couldn’t belong.

If the church wants a better pastor, it only needs to pray for the one it has.

God himself does not propose to judge a man until he is dead, so why should you?

Some minds are like concrete — thoroughly mixed up and permanently set.

Peace starts with a smile.

I don’t know why some people change churches.  What difference does it make which one you stay home from?

A lot of church members who are singing “Standing On The Promises” are just sitting on the premises.

We were called to be witnesses, not lawyers or judges.

Be ye fishers of men.  You catch them.  He’ll clean them.

Coincidence is when God chooses to remain anonymous.

Don’t put a question mark where God put a period.

Don’t wait for 6 strong men to take you to church.

Forbidden fruits create many jams.

God doesn’t call the qualified.  He qualifies the called.

God grades on the cross, not the curve.

God loves everyone, but probably prefers “fruits of the spirit” over “religious nuts!”

God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.

He who angers you controls you.

If God is your copilot, swap seats.

Prayer: don’t give God instructions, just report for duty!

The task ahead of us is never as great as the power behind us.

The will of God will never take you to where the grace of God will not protect you.

We don’t change the message.  The message changes us.

You can tell how big a person is by what it takes to discourage him.

The best mathematical equation I have ever seen: 1 cross + 3 nails = 4given.

“Father, bless my friends reading this in whatever it is that you know they need.”

I asked God

I asked God to take away my habit.
God said, No.
It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.

I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
God said, No.
His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary

I asked God to grant me patience.
God said, No.
Patience is a byproduct of tribulations; it isn’t granted, it is learned.

I asked God to give me happiness.
God said, No.
I give you blessings; Happiness is up to you.

I asked God to spare me pain.
God said, No.
Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to me.

I asked God to make my spirit grow.
God said, No.
You must grow on your own! But I will prune you to make you fruitful.

I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.
God said, No.
I will give you life, so that you may enjoy all things.

I ask God to help me LOVE others, as much as He loves me.
God said…Ahhhh, finally you have the idea.

Pushups For Donuts

There was a boy by the name of Steve who was attending school in Utah.
In this school Seminary classes are held during school hours.  Brother Christianson taught Seminary at this particular school.  He had an open-door policy and would take in any student that had been thrown out of another class as long as they would abide by his rules.

Steve had been kicked out of his sixth period and no other teacher wanted him, so he went into Brother Christianson’s Seminary class.

Steve was told that he could not be late, so he arrived just seconds before the bell rang and he would sit in the very back of the room. He would also be the first to leave after the class was over.

One day, Brother Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him.  After class, Bro. Christianson pulled Steve aside and said, “You think you’re pretty tough, don’t you?”

Steve’s answer was, “Yeah, I do.”

Then Brother Christianson asked, “How many push-ups can you do?”

Steve said, “I do about 200 every night.”

“200?  That’s pretty good, Steve,” Brother Christianson said.  “Do you think you could do 300?”

Steve replied, “I don’t know…  I’ve never done 300

“Do you think you could?” Again asked Brother Christianson.

“Well, I can try,” said Steve.

“Can you do 300 in sets of 10?  I need you to do 300 in sets of ten for this to work.  Can you do it?  I need you to tell me you can do it,” Brother Christianson said.

Steve said, “Well…  I think I can…  yeah, I can do it.”

Brother Christianson said, “Good!  I need you to do this on Friday.”

Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room. When class started, Brother Christianson pulled out a big box of donuts.

Now these weren’t the normal kinds of donuts,they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls.  Everyone was pretty excited-it was Friday, the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend.

Bro. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, “Cynthia, do you want a donut?”

Cynthia said, “Yes.”

Bro. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, “Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?”

Steve said, “Sure,” and jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk.

Bro. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia’s desk.

Bro. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, “Joe do you want a donut?”

Joe said, “Yes.”

Bro. Christianson asked, “Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?” Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut.

And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got their donut.

And down the second aisle, till Bro. Christianson came to Scott.

Scott was captain of the football team and center of the basketball team. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship.  When Bro. Christianson asked, “Scott do you want a donut?”

Scott’s reply was, “Well, can I do my own pushups?”

Bro. Christianson said, “No, Steve has to do them.”

Then Scott said, “Well, I don’t want one then.”

Bro. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a donut he doesn’t want?”

Steve started to do ten pushups.  Scott said, “HEY! I said I didn’t want one!”

Bro. Christianson said, “Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and my donuts.  Just leave it on the desk if you don’t want it.”  And he put a donut on Scott’s desk.

Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down little.  He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down.  You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow.  Bro. Christianson started down the third row.  Now the students were beginning to get a little angry.

Bro. Christianson asked Jenny, “Jenny, do you want a donut?”

Jenny said, “No.”

Then Bro. Christianson asked Steve, “Steve,would you do ten pushups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn’t want?”  Steve did ten, Jenny got a donut.

By now, the students were beginning to say “No” and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks. Steve was also having to really put forth a lot of effort to get these pushups done for each donut.

There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved.

Bro. Christianson asked Robert to watch Steve to make sure he did ten pushups in a set because he couldn’t bear to watch all of Steve’s work for all of those uneaten donuts.  So Robert began to watch Steve closely. Bro. Christianson started down the fourth row.

During his class, however, some students had wandered in and sat along the heaters along the sides of the room.  When Bro. Christianson realized this; he did a quick count and saw 34 students in the room.  He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it. Bro. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time.  He was taking a lot more time to complete each set.

Steve asked Bro. Christianson, “Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?”

Bro. Christianson thought for a moment, “Well,they’re your pushups. You can do them any way that you want.”

And Bro. Christianson went on. A few moments later, Jason came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled, “NO! Don’t come in!  Stay out!”

Jason didn’t know what was going on.  Steve picked up his head and said, “No, let him come.”

Bro. Christianson said, “You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do ten pushups for him.”

Steve said, “Yes, let him come in.”

Bro. Christianson said, “Okay, I’ll let you get Jason’s out of the way right now.  Jason, do you want a donut?”

“Yes.”

“Steve, will you do ten pushups so that Jason can have a donut?” Steve did ten pushups very slowly and with great effort.  Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down.

Bro. Christianson finished the fourth row, then started on those seated on the heaters.  Steve’s arms were now shaking with each pushup in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity.  Sweat was dropping off of his face and, by this time, there was not a dry eye in the room.

The very last two girls in the room were cheerleaders and very popular. Bro. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and asked, “Linda, do you want a doughnut?

Linda said, very sadly, “No, thank you.”

Bro. Christianson asked Steve, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn’t want?”

Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda. Then Bro. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. “Susan, do you want a donut?”

Susan, with tears flowing down her face, asked, “Bro. Christianson , can I help him?”

Bro. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, “No, he has to do it alone, Steve, would you do ten pushups so Susan can have a donut?”

As Steve very slowly finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.

Brother Christianson turned to the room and said. “And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, plead to the Father, “Into thy hands I commend my spirit.”

With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, he collapsed on the cross and died.  And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten.

MY Birthday Wish

Dear All,

As you well know, we are getting closer to my birthday. Every year there is a celebration in my honor and I think that this year the celebration will be repeated.

During this time there are many people shopping for gifts, there are many Radio announcements, TV commercials, and in every part of the world everyone is talking that my birthday is getting closer and closer.

It is really very nice to know, that at least once a year, some people think of me.

As you know, the celebration of my birthday began many years ago.

At first people seemed to understand and be thankful of all that I did for them, but in these times, no one seems to know the reason for the celebration.

Family and friends get together and have a lot of fun, but they don’t know the meaning of the celebration. I remember that last year there was a great feast in my honor. The dinner table was full of delicious foods, pastries, fruits, assorted nuts and chocolates. The decorations were exquisite and there were many, many beautifully wrapped gifts.

However, do you want to know something? I was not invited.

I was the guest of honor and they didn’t remember to send me an invitation.

The party was for me, but when that great day came, I was left outside, they closed the door in my face .. and I wanted to be with them and share their table.

In truth, that didn’t surprise me because in the last few years all close their doors to me. Since I wasn’t invited, I decided to enter the party without making any noise. I went in and stood in a corner.

They were all drinking; there were some who were drunk and telling jokes and laughing at everything. They were having a grand time.

To top it all, this big fat man all dressed in red wearing a long white beard entered the room yelling Ho-Ho-Ho! He seemed drunk. He sat on the sofa and all the children ran to him, saying: “Santa Claus, Santa Claus” as if the party were in his honor!

At midnight all the people began to hug each other; I extended my arms waiting for someone to hug me and do you know no-one hugged me.

Suddenly they all began to share gifts. They opened them one by one with great expectation. When all had been opened, I looked to see if, maybe, there was one for me. What would you feel if on your birthday everybody shared gifts and you did not get one?

I then understood that I was unwanted at that party and quietly left.

Every year it gets worse. People only remember the gifts, the parties, to eat and drink, and nobody remembers me.

I would like this Christmas that you allow me to enter into your life.

I would like that you recognize the fact that almost two thousand years ago I came to this world to give my life for you, on the cross, to save you.

Today, I only want that you believe this with all your heart.

I want to share something with you. As many didn’t invite me to their party, I will have my own celebration, a grandiose party that no one has ever imagined, a spectacular party. I’m still making the final arrangements.

Today I am sending out many invitations and there is an invitation for you. I want to know if you wish to attend and I will make a reservation for you and write your name with golden letters in my great guest book.

Only those on the guest list will be invited to the party.

Those who don’t answer the invitation, will be left outside. Be prepared because when all is ready you will be part of my great party.

See you soon. I Love you!

Jesus

Share this message with your loved ones, before Christmas.

Explain God

It was written by an 8 year old, Danny Dutton of Chula Vista, CA, for his third grade homework assignment. The assignment was to explain God. Wonder if any of us could do as well?

One of God’s main jobs is making people. He makes them to replace the ones that die, so there will be enough people to take care of things on earth.

He doesn’t make grown-ups, just babies. I think because they are smaller and easier to make. That way He doesn’t have to take up His valuable time teaching them to talk and walk. He can just leave that to mothers and fathers.

God’s second most important job is listening to prayers. An awful lot of this goes on, since some people, like preachers and things, pray at times beside bedtime. God doesn’t have time to listen to the radio or TV because of this. Because He hears everything, there must be a terrible lot of noise in His ears, unless He has thought of a way to turn it off.

God sees everything and hears everything and is everywhere which keeps Him pretty busy. So you shouldn’t go wasting His time by going over your Mom and Dad’s head asking for something they said you couldn’t have.

Atheists are people who don’t believe in God. I don’t think there are any in Chula Vista. At least there aren’t any who come to our church.

Jesus is God’s Son. He used to do all the hard work like walking on water and performing miracles and trying to teach the people who didn’t want to learn about God. They finally got tired of Him preaching to them and they crucified Him. But He was good and kind, like His Father and He told His Father that they didn’t know what they were doing and to forgive them and God said O.K.

His Dad (God) appreciated everything that He had done and all His hard work on earth so He told Him He didn’t have to go out on the road anymore. He could stay in heaven. So He did. And now He helps His Dad out by listening to prayers and seeing things which are important for God to take care of and which ones He can take care of Himself without having to bother God. Like a secretary, only more important.

You can pray anytime you want and they are sure to help you because they’ve got it worked out so that one of them is on duty all the time.

You should always go to church on Sunday because it makes God happy, and if there’s anybody you want to make happy, it’s God. Don’t skip church to do something you think will be more fun like going to the beach. This is wrong. And besides the sun doesn’t come out at the beach until noon anyway.

If you don’t believe in God, besides being an atheist, you will be very lonely, because your parents can’t go everywhere with you, like to camp, but God can. It is good to know He’s around you when you’re scared in the dark or when you can’t swim and you get thrown into real deep water by big kids.

But…you shouldn’t just always think of what God can do for you. I figure God put me here and He can take me back anytime He pleases.

And…that’s why I believe in God.

A testimony from one Collider :)

Below is an email sent by one Collider named Silvia. 🙂

hi collide..
thanks for emailing me..
im very happy because my life has changed since i joined collide..
my love to God has increased..

last time, i was quite lazy to go to church, but then now no more..
if i sing, i feel my heart also sing for Him..and all is because of Collide..

And below is her next email to Collide.

i think nowadays i love Him more than i did last time..
He did soo many beautiful things in my life..
i want to share with u..
i just finish all my exam about 3 weeks ago..
everytime before i had exam on those days, i always pray and surrender all in God’s hand..
now my stream is normal academic n my aim is to go to express stream next year..
God is really good indeed..

Today my teacher let me know overall my mark for the whole year..
i meet the criteria to go express stream!
although im not top 1st in my class, im happy enough to know that im able to achieve my goal..
it was amazing!!
i believe God walks side by side with me during exam’s time..
He knows what and when to please us..
God is good!!

Thanks Silvia for the testimony, we are very much blessed!!! 😀

A little touching story

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the pups and set about Nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he Felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the Eyes of a little boy.

Mister,” he said, “I want to buy one of your puppies.”

“Well,” said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, “These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money.”

The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. “I’ve got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?”

“Sure,” said the farmer.

And with that he let out a whistle,”Here,Dolly!” he called.

Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.

As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared; this One noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up….

“I want that one,” the little boy said, pointing to the runt.

The farmer knelt down at the boy’s side and said, “Son, you don’t want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would.”

With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself ..To a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, “You see sir, I don’t run too well myself, and he will need Someone who understands.”

The world is full of people who need someone who understands.

I Shall Not Fear

Though I walk through the halls of death,
I know that God has not failed me yet.

Though I see the demons prowling each day,
just waiting for me to fall,
I KNOW THAT GOD HAS SEND HIS ANGELS TO GUIDE ME
AND ALL I HAVE TO DO IS CALL

Though I hear the evil forces surrounding me,
whispering in my ear all the things that they think that my flesh would like to hear,
I KNOW THAT GOD WON’T LET THEM CAPTURE ME
BECAUSE GREATER IS HE THAT IS IN ME

Though I step on rocks and stones,
sticks and bricks,
I may trip, but I will not stumble,
because I know that God will be there in
times of trouble.

With the Lord as my guide,
and the angels on my side,
I Shall Not Fear…

The Lord’s Prayer

Ever wonder what prayer would be like if it was answered during
the prayer?  Would you be shocked, embarrassed, annoyed,
thrilled, or speechless?
Think about how you might respond if this were to happen:

Our Father, Who Art In Heaven.
Yes?
Don’t interrupt me.  I’m praying.
But…  you called me!
Called you?  No, I didn’t call you.  I’m praying.  Our Father who
art in Heaven…
There…  you did it again.
Did what?
Called me.  You said, “Our Father, who art in Heaven.”
Well, here I am.  What’s on your mind?
But I didn’t mean anything by it.  I was, you know, just saying my
prayers for the day.  I always say the Lord’s Prayer.  It makes me
feel good, kind of like fulfilling a duty.
Well, all right.  Go on.
Okay.  Hallowed be Thy name…
Hold it right there.  What do you mean by that?
By what?
By “Hallowed be Thy name”?
It means… good grief, I don’t know what it means.  How in the
world should I know?  It’s just a part of the prayer.  By the way,
what does it mean?
It means honored, holy, wonderful.
Ah, that makes sense.  I never thought about what hallowed
meant before.  Thanks.  Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,
on earth as it is in Heaven…
Do you really mean that?
Sure, why not?
What are you doing about it?
Doing?  Why, nothing, I guess.  I just think it would be good if
you got control of everything down here like you have up there.
We’re kind of in a mess down here you know.
Yes, I know; but have I got control of you?
Well, I go to church.
That isn’t what I asked you.  What about your bad temper?
You’ve really got a problem there, you know.  And what
about some of the language you use and the stuff you talk
about?  What about your impatience with others and
thinking that you’re better than they are?  What about the
people you’ve judged?  Remember, that’s MY job, not
yours.
Now hold on just a minute!  Stop picking on me!  I’m just as
good as some of the rest of those people at church!
Excuse me?  I thought you were praying for MY will to be
done?  If that is to happen, it will have to start with the
ones who are praying for it… like you, for example.
Oh, all right.  I guess I do have some issues.  Now that you
mention it, I could probably name some others.
So could I.
I haven’t thought about it very much until now, but I really would
like to cut out some of those things.  I would like to… you know,
be really free.
Good.  Now we’re getting somewhere.  We’ll work together,
you and me.  I’m proud of you.
Look, Lord, if you don’t mind, I need to finish up here.  This is
taking a lot longer than it usually does.
Give us this day, our daily bread…
You need to cut out some of the bread.  You’re a little over-
weight as it is.
Hey, wait a minute!  What is this?  Here I am doing my religious
duty, and all of a sudden you break in and remind me of all my
problems.
Praying is a dangerous thing.  You could end up changed, you know.
That’s what I’m trying to bring across to you.
Remember, you called me; and here I am.  It’s too
late to stop now.  Keep praying.
…………….
Well, go on.
I’m scared to.
Scared?  Of what?
I know what you’ll say.
Try me and see.
Forgive us our sins as we forgive those who sin against us…
What about Susan and others who have done you wrong?
See… I knew it!  I knew you would bring her up!  Why, Lord?
She’s told lies about me and spread stories.  She never paid back
the money she owes me.  I’ve sworn to get even with her!
But… your prayer.  What about your prayer?
I didn’t, you know, really mean it.
Well, at least you’re honest.  But it’s quite a load carrying
around all that bitterness and resentment, isn’t it?
Yes, but I’ll feel better as soon as I get even with her.  Boy, have
I got some plans for her.  She’ll wish she had never been born!
No, you won’t feel any better.  You’ll feel worse.  Revenge
isn’t sweet.  You know how unhappy you are.  Well, I can
change that.
You can?  How?
Forgive Susan. Then I’ll forgive you; and the hate and sin
will be Susan’s problem, not yours.  You will have settled the
problem as far as you are concerned.
OK… you know… you’re right.  You always are.  And more than
I want revenge, I want to be right with You.  (Sigh)… All right,
all right… I forgive her.
There now!  Wonderful!  How do you feel?
Hmm.  Well… not bad.  Not bad at all!  In fact, I feel pretty
good!  You know, I don’t think I’ll be going to bed all uptight
tonight.  I haven’t been getting much sleep lately, you know.
Yeah, I know.  But you’re not through with your prayer, are
you?  Go on.
Oh, all right.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil…
Good!  Good!  I’ll do that.  Just don’t put yourself in a place
where you can be tempted.
What do you mean by that?
You know what I mean.
Yeah, I know.
OK.  Go ahead and finish your prayer.
For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever.
Amen.
Do you know what would bring me glory and what would
really make me happy?
No, but I would like to know.  I want to please you now.  I’ve
really made a mess of things.  I want to truly follow you.  I can
see now how great that would be.  So tell me… how do I make
you happy?
You just did.

A heartfelt letter

This letter was written sometime in 2004 by one of the Colliders. 🙂

Dear Heavenly Father,

For days I couldn’t feel your touch and love, for days I cried but I was numb. I even came back to my old days, did things that I promised you not to do any more, started to hurt myself again just because I wanted to know if I could feel anything, started to lose hope in this life again. I fell deeper and deeper into my dark days, because I couldnt feel anything any more. I used to be able to feel my hands clinging to your white robe, but this time, I lost my grip, my hands were searching for your robe, but there was nothing there. I am tired, I had been fighting this battle by myself, tried so hard to get what I wanted, tried so hard to go against your will. But everything seemed to be to no avail, so distant. I knew you would never leave me, but I just couldnt feel you, that is the thing.

But, thank you Lord, even though I was trying to rebel, you still love me every single day. I had been crying out to you, I wanted to be on fire again for you and you answered me. For you touched my heart again using little Danny, the one that I didnt expect at all to feel your love from. Everyone knew that he has behaviour problem, but on that day Lord, how amazing is your love for me, how great is your miracle. No one could expect little Danny to cling and show compassion to anyone, but he showed that to me that day, the day after I was hurting myself again. It was really such a miracle coming from little Danny. You know what I need best, Lord, you know that I was in my deepest pit again, and you do work in mysterious ways. I still felt a little numb but I could feel a little bit of your love coming from little Danny and the children at church. Even though it was just a little touch, it was a start. It did matter; it made my days so much better, kept me going for awhile until I saw them again. I know little Danny didnt realise what he did have comforted me a lot, he gave me a little spark again for this life. Amazing, Lord, how you used him to touch my heart. I feel loved and needed again, by him and by the little children. I can see how they cherish me and thats how you cherish me too.

I am sorry, Lord, for the bad things I have done for the past weeks. This flesh is rebelling, but you know my deepest heart desire, to see you face to face at the end of this short chaotic life. Help me and teach me, Father, to cherish my life, to cherish every little thing you give to me, to cherish everything I have. Lord, I still feel numb, but at least, my heart warms a bit. Help me too, Father, to come back to you. Even though there are times I want to hurt myself again, I know you still love me, you are there and watching with sorrow when I do it, but still you love me. I can feel your love again, my Heavenly Father. I cant see you but I can feel you watching me from above. I cannot promise I wont harm myself again, I am afraid that I will, this flesh is still strong, but Lord, let your love overpower my flesh, because I love you and the most beautiful thing is because you first love me.

I believe you want to show me that I’m still worthy and wanted in this life by using little Danny. If it was some other adult who makes me feel this way, I dont think it will help me a lot, either I will react with suspicion or I will cling to that person, be dependant especially if that person is the opposite sex. Instead, Father, you use little Danny with his innocence and childlike faith. He doesnt have to pretend that he likes me, he doesnt have to pretend that he’s happy with me, and I dont have to pretend and put up my wall. Who would have expected that I would feel your love from that little troublemaker? But if people just stop judging and have a real good look at his heart, people will notice that he’s just an ordinary kid who needs extra dose of loving. He has been rejected by so many people in his life because of his behaviour, that I believe make him even misbehaves, because he feels that no one loves him, he does those bad things to get attention without him realising it. But see how he reacted to my compassion? It’s such a wonderful thing to see coming out from little Danny. Such a handful yet beautiful little boy.

Anyway, I can see again how my life is so precious to you, Father. You try to interfere every time I want to harm myself even worse. You know every bit of me, you know that deep down I am so lost without you, deep down I don’t want to hurt myself because if I do, I won’t be seeing you. I won’t be spending my eternal life with you, sitting with you side by side, holding your hand; worshipping and singing you praises. Isnt that the most beautiful thing a mere human being can have? Being with our Heavenly Father..

Sometimes I feel like giving up, but you never give up on me. Now, day by day, I can feel more of your love, and today Father, I can feel your hand again touching my cheek and comforting me. I can see now that I’m like a raw pearl. Problems and circumstances will make me shine through the dirt and polish me till I become a beautiful pearl of you. Keep me strong, Father, till the end of my life because I want to see myself becoming that gorgeous pearl of you.

Thank you, Lord for loving me so much and keep interfering with my flesh ambitions, so that I can live according to your perfect will. For God will not harm me but give me a plan of hope and future.