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You cannot be a writer and not be in love.

Yes. I am a writer and I found the One I deeply fall in love with.

May my pen be skilled,

In speaking up all about His radiant awesome love.

Praying is resting for the soul,

That God teaches me this early morning,

When my body whines for taking a break,

But God gives me strength to wake up.

Praying with a dear sister,

Who is God’s helper,

To quench my thirst again.

By His living water of the Holy Spirit,

He consoles me to persevere in praying,

Seeing God’s wonders accomplished beyond my planning.

As long as I abide in Him,

His grace and wisdom flow into me and out of me,

Even in the midst of a dark valley.

His mercy always rules,

And faithfully leads me,

Along with my beloveds ones

Through and through,

Until soaring on His mighty wing.

(Psalm 143:6)

Only God’s Spirit knows God’s plan,

May God reveal His words to me,

Knowing His attributes more and deeper.

So I may nurture many people with my lips and writing,

To build up the faith of the mature saints

Strongly, firm and focus on Jesus Christ alone.

(Proverbs 10:21a, 1 Corinthians 2:13)

Turn to God in worship,

Renounce detestable practices through confession,

Preach Good news,

Console the children of God,

All in Jesus Christ’s mighty name.

For we could only save ourselves 

By His righteousness on that Day.

My spirit is leading my soul

To rule over the thoughts and body

When the order is set up right,

No more hindered from earthly burden,

Go ahead, overcome, leave the earthly trash behind

Not trapped by the physical bondage,

Then my spirit is free to conquer idols,

Just put Greater God above and before.

(Ezekiel 14:6, 22)

My spirit follows the Holy Spirit,

Practice makes me strong,

To discipline my mind to fear God, not any other men.

To train my body, enslave it, not vice versa.

For God is my Portion,

He is enough.

For my spirit is free,

With God, what can mortal men do to me?

With God’s aid against my enemies, I shall gain the victory.

I ask God for wisdom to comfort Anne,

He says the loving truth through my lips;

He cradles Anne through my arms;

He wraps His love around Anne in truth of love:

You belong to Me,

You are my beloved.

You are never alone,

For I’m with you.

(Psalm 142:5, Psalm 60:11-12)

For the benefit of foolish me,

God has made Jesus united with me,

For being my Wisdom,

He made me right with God,

By making me pure and holy,

Freeing me from sins of death,

To partnership with Jesus Christ,

To preach Good news,

To save those who believe in Him.

(1 Corinthians 1:30)

A nightmare of searching for

My bike to ride home,

With a tall handsome Christian brother,

Accompanying me all the time,

Although feeling not alone, but still anxious in searching,

Finally I fell on my face,

Crying out “Jesus helps me”.

I woke up from the dream,

Singing praise in the morning.

God is my strength, loving fortress,

My refuge in times of troubles.

 

Anne was feeling downcast,

My heart was tormented.

Pray and ask Lori, Sean to pray with me for Anne.

Without saying anything in anxiety,

I read Billy Graham’s devotion on Dec 21 to Anne.

Christmas is lonely for many,

But Anne has Christ with her,

So she is not alone, I proclaim.

I was touched by Christ’s presence,

So was Anne, I hope.

Then she went to take a shower,

Being washed clean and refreshed,

By the power of the Holy Spirit.