Inspired

Words could not describe how INSPIRED I was for the last few days, and no one else can inspire that much except for Him alone.

I think I'm so inspired that I don't even have time to blog. Haha.

On Saturday, our church held a year-end offerings from all the cell groups in the church as a tribute to God's wonderful blessings on all of us who believed in Him. Everything went so smoothly that even aged groups performed like they were in their best days. Madams or uncles alike, they all just gave their best shot, and this really touched me a lot. Thankfully my group, full of bubbly teenagers kicked off the night with the first performance, and somehow we set the mood. =)

And then the next day, the whole church collaborated to clean up the church as Christmas is coming.

BEST TIME OF THE YEAR! =D

But Christmas is not just about Santa Claus passing by your chimney or exchanging of presents, but is to mark the presence of Jesus who saved so many lost souls, including mine. Doesn't matter the cleaning is hard or not, ALL of us just wanted to serve the Almighty Lord together. =)

And now the one thing which really inspires me is God's faith towards those who really believe in Him. My church's pastor surely can testify this.

It was on a Thursday night when he went home from prayers session in church, and when he reached his house with his family, he was met with two robbers, which one of them slashed my pastor's right arm as he tried to fight back. Thankfully for God's presence, the other robber somehow did not slash him again when he came down from the car, trying to help out the other robber. Pastor Ong (his name) said in front of the hall on Sunday morning:

"I won't be here by now if i were to be slashed again."

And God's powers once again worked on His loyal servants, which the pastor can recover quickly after a successful operation to cure his deep wounds.He was still on hospital on Saturday night, but he insisted in coming to church just to conduct the sermons on Sunday, with the arms still in bandages.

The whole church stood up and gave, I believe, one of the finest servants of God, a round of applause in appreciation of his determination to convey God's message to us.

How many of us would skip church just because of some mini-flus or just some plain excuses? How many of us would come to speak in front of the church with bandages still around your injured arm?

I couldn't be more inspired than THIS. And for those two idiotic robbers, you made the stupidest choice to harm the servant of God, you both are seriously in deep shit.