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Monday, March 12, 2007

Dust And Ashes,

Grief and Sorrow,

Darkness and Night,

All Banished By The Radiance Of The Living God....

These few weeks have been a test of my faith, and it would have destroyed it, if not for the great Grace and and Mercy of the Lord, and the constant prayers thatmy Brothers and Sisters In Christ have been lifting to God on my behalf. I've not been able to keep my promise of blogging constantly, and its been unfair to those reading. But the death of my friend Joe, and my dearest Aunt Selvam has sidetracked me a lot. Yes, deaths again. I used to think God picked on me a lot, because every year, he takes some loved ones away from me. People I love, and I care for. And I will never see them again. But, this year, its different. I no have any anger against God. I have no longer any Hatred against the God of Love. All I have is faith, and strength. My help and deliverence come from the Lord, and I will not be shaken. I have been on a journey of spritual renewal ever since I have been back from Chiang Mai.

Some people think baptism is the end of a spritual journey, but rest assured, I know now it has just been the start of a long and painful journey. But trust me, it is worth the pain and effort. The Bible says that God works in mysterious ways, and all things work out for the good of those who seek him. Indeed in the midst of despair and pain, he has shown me the way. I the places I thought "There Is No God', there he found me. And His ways, though mysterious, are right and works out in the long run. I am deep in the debt of the Lord, not only for the death of Jesus, but also for the times he has rescued me from destroying myself.

Last week, I made a confession to my Mum, and I came clean to her about many things done. I've told her about the drug I was addicted to, which was porn. And how it was destroying me from the inside out and killing my spritual faith. I was so weak, I had given up daily prayer and reading the Word. I was weak and it was killing me. And I poured out my soul to my Mum, and I cried out to God to take my soul and change it. And he did. The trials have left me softened up enough for God to mold me into a child of His. And God be praised for it.

The death of my Aunt, has strengthened me. She was the one who fed me and the Milk of the Word, and brought me up in a God loving life. At the funeral, I swore, that as long as God was with me, to the best of my abiltity, I WILL NOT LET SATAN CONQUER ME!! I've been changed. God be Praised. Amen Glory be to God, Amen.

PolarTwilight blogged at 2:32 AM

May your light shine...
in the darkness...