A nicely wrapped sandwich was on dining table. It was so inviting. I took it up and look at it. My heart was overflew with sweetness, tears started to fill my eyes. I was so touched.
It was prepared by my gal before she left for school.
In the midst of all troubles at work, I thank God for this blessing that I received in the morning. A kind act, a kind word, a tap on the shoulder, a hello from a friend... all these, I consider, are blessings from our Heavenly Father.
Pastor's question: How do you think you are blessed?
活着就是福 - I suppose it means when you are alive, you are blessed. This was from a sister when we shared the question. Indeed, I agree with her.....
Dear Father,
I thank you for that I am alive. Alive to experience You. Alive to receive Your blessings. Alive to feel Your presence. Your inheritance is here and will surely passing on to all Your generations. Father, in the midst of all chaos, I continue to give you thanks. For I know You have made known to me the path of life, that You will fill me with joy in Your presence, with eternal pleasures at Your right hand..... Amen
Sunday, February 05, 2006
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