Mighty In Spirit

Today is March 9, at 3:00 this afternoon it’s exactly 7 years since i’ve escaped death from a car accident. From march 2002 and until now i have to deal everyday on the emotional pain, physical difficulties and depression brought about by this accident. I was deprived with so many things and opportunities because of what happened to me. That’s because i’m now partially disabled, struggling everyday to bear the physical pain caused by wearing prosthesis leg.   But in spite of the hardships and trials that came my way i’m still thankful to God for giving me another chance to live. Another chance to be with my kids, to grow old with them, to enjoy and cherish every moments with them, and to be their guide and comfort every single day. As i ponder on the death of Francis Magalona who died at 44 and when i almost died at the age of 31, am i right to think that life is indeed too short? That any moment we could all die in a way that we do not know. Francis was diagnosed with leukemia ju...

A Valentine message from Martha Noebel a CBN Staff Writer. I would like to take a few moments to share with you about your Father's heart toward you. Yes, I am referring to your Heavenly Father. "For God so loved the wor ld that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life" (John 3:16, NIV). That's a lot of love. God loves us so much. The sins of this world have lead us to places we should not be going, doing things we should not be doing, and encouraging us to say things we should not be saying. But God's love is so great that no matter what the sin, He sent His son to die for us so that we can be forgiven and made whole. Someone had to pay the price; blood had to be given as a sacrifice. God sent Jesus, the only sinless one, to be the payment for our sins. He did this by giving His life as a ransom for our sins. We have seen great fathers in this world. The story of the father who pushed, pulled, ...

A college student was troubled by sinful thoughts. Even though he regularly read his Bible and prayed, he continued to struggle, so he sought help from a Christian counselor. "What kind of music do you listen to?" asked the counselor. The student aid it was secular rock. The counselor then commented, "Think of your mind as a big sheet of paper. Each song you hear is a match burning the edges. You ask God to heal the burn, and He begins applying the salve of His Word. But you keep adding matches. Listen to Christian music and see what happens." The student did, and the truth set to music began to heal his mind. This is indeed very true in my life, there are times when i feel weak especially during difficult times i would always listen to gospel music. Christian songs always lift my spirit up and bring healing to my soul. So never underestimate the music's power. It can neither hinder the Spirit's work or increase your love for Christ. Praise be to God in the...

The righteous keep moving forward... and... become stronger.Job 17:9 Whoever said, "Procrastination is the thief of time," was right. We keep postponing, promising ourselves we'll do better. Be honest, how many of last year's resolutions did you keep? This year do things differently. Make your goals S.M.A.R.T. In other words, make them: (S)pecific: Get up earlier in order to read your Bible and pray before going to work. Make time for your family. Exercise. Eat right. Take care of your body; it's God's temple (1 Corinthians 6:19-20). (M)oderate: tackling more than one project at a time dilutes your focus and makes it harder to stick with. When you start too much you finish too little. Start small and build on your successes by mastering and maintaining one thing at a time. (A)chievable: don't try to swallow the whole elephant in one bite. Baby steps are the name of the game. Paul said, "One thing I do" (Philp 3:13 NKJV). Talk in terms of what you...

Just wanna share with you guys... A man who had been shipwrecked was living alone on a desert island. He had finally built himself a little refuge out of palm branches that would shelter him from the sun and the rain. That night his hut caught fire and burned to the ground. "What are You doing, God?" he cried. "I have so little left in life, and yet You let my house burn down. How could You let this happen to me? "A few hours later a ship came and picked him up. "We saw your fire signal," the crew said. "We didn't realize these were inhabited islands. We'll take you home. "The man closed his eyes in embarrassment. "Uh, thank You, God," he said finally. If you are going through some tough times.. and it is so hard to understand what God is up to.. hang on... God knows what He is doing... He cares for you.. and He is in control.. His ways are higher than our ways. Trust Him.

I got two beautiful awards from Lourdesmia , thanks so much Mommy Ruby for remembering me and considering this blog as The Power Blog . The rules are: 1. Each blogger must post these rules. 2. You need to choose ten people to be awarded and list their names. 3. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they've been tagged and to read your blog. Now, I am passing this award to Consecrated to Him and Living in God's Zion Hope you can grab this ladies. Thanks!!

Imagine a beautiful china teacup saying: "I wasn't always like this. There was a time when I was just a cold, hard, colourless lump of clay. One day the potter picked me up and said, 'I could do something with this.' Then he started to put pressure on me and change my shape. I said, 'What are you doing? That hurts. Stop!' But he said, 'Not yet.' Then he put me on a wheel and began to spin me around and around until I shouted, 'Let me off.' He replied, 'Not yet.' Then he shaped me into a cup and put me in a hot oven. I cried, 'Let me out of here. I'm suffocating.' But he looked at me and said, 'Not yet.' When he took me out, I thought his work on me was over, but then he started to paint me. I couldn't believe what he did next. He put me back into the oven, and I said, 'I can't stand this, please let me out!' But he said, 'Not yet.' Finally he took me out of the oven and set me on a shelf where ...