When God Hugs You

“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, Who comforts us in all tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.”  2 Corinthians 1:3-4


This is my third week here in South Korea and it is the start of winter so it is really getting colder and colder each day. Back in my mind, I’m telling to myself, it’s nothing, I can adjust soon but little by little, I started to have a runny nose, the next day, my throat became so itchy, and then a few days later I felt myself burning. I really thought t’was normal in winter so I just go on through the day as if nothing happened but I do really felt sluggish and weak and felt that the day is so long.Probably I lack water, I need to drink more, I supposed. When I was about to enter my class, I really felt dizzy so I went to drink some warm water in the office and then the two loving teachers asked me if I’m okay because my countenance tells them otherwise. I said I’m okay and proceed to my class praying for strength from God. After the class, I went back to my home feeling so tired. Just when I was fighting between cooking my dinner or just sleep, I heard a knock and a familiar voice calling, “Aia, it’s me. Open the door.” It was Teacher Brenda, One of my co-teachers. I opened the door and found her standing with fruits in hands and she came in with a worried look. “Aia, you really looked not okay today. Here, I bought some medicines and fruits for you.” and then she hugged me tightly and said, “God cares for you, Aia.” I’ve held back my tears after I heard such warm words, my heart leaped with joy and I praise God!God hugs me through Teacher Brenda. Telling me, “My child, it is okay, I am here for you because I care for you.”

1 Peter 5:7 says “Casting all your care upon Him, for He cares about you.” Indeed! God really cares for you and me in many ways.  God is always there and He will never leave His missionaries-His own children. We may feel physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually weak, but let us always remember that God is there watching over us and will do His very best to touch and heal us only if we open the doors of our heart and let Him come in.

Dear God, there are times when we feel weak, tired, dejected, weary, or lonely. Please do remind us that You are there caring for us and You will never leave us and while doing so, please fill us with Your Holy Spirit that we may recognize Your providences in our life and thank You for that. 


One Smile

Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing. Then they said among nations, “The Lord has done great things for them.” Psalm 126:2-3

It is been a year and 4 months now since God chose me to become His missionary and God has blessed me in many ways I cannot imagine. I want to tell you one of God’s blessing in my life as a missionary.

Summer was about to start in Korea around May that time when we went to Ansan but I still feel so cold, probably because I am new in this lovely country. And so we decided to stop over to a highway restaurant to time to grab some hearty breakfast and true to it, it’s really hearty since they handed us big bowls of noodle soup and a lot of side dishes. We talked, prayed, ate, and laughed together with my co-missionaries while eating. On the table next to us, there was a family as well who were eating and we casually smile at them. After I finished that delicious noodle soup, I went to the toilet and just when I was about to go out from a toilet, a girl approached me and said, “Hi”. I said, “Hello, Good morning to you”. I thought it will be that quick exchange of greetings but God is a God of perfect timing and He made all things beautiful in His time. She quickly added, “You must be a Christian since you smile a lot.” Wow, it is true that Christians are the happiest people on earth. My heart silently beamed with joy and I was thinking Oh! This is a God-given time to share! I introduced myself and said proudly, “Yes! I am a Christian, a Seventh-day Adventist Christian and I am a missionary from the Philippines!” She told me that she didn’t know about the Seventh-day Adventist, so I told her about us and what we believe especially the soon coming of our God. And after that, we exchanged some prayer requests and also emails and we separated with joy in our hearts with this new friendship in Christ. With just one smile! Yes , one simple smile! God will use that one smile to reach other people! There is no need for you to call them, no need them to ask them for a spare of their time, no need to grab their attention. A smile will tell them that you are happy in Christ, that amidst all these trials we have hope in this world, that despite all the confusions God is there to give you peace, and amidst the pains life may bring, God is there to give us happiness. A smile will tell of God’s love. I believe it is through God’s grace that He made an ordinary situation memorable and one simple smile, special!

A New Book

…and put on the new self, which in the likeness of God has been created in righteousness and holiness of the truth. Ephesians 4:24

Happy New Year peculiar Sons and Daughters of God!

I thank God for the wonderful journey with Him last 2015 and I know, a wonderful journey with Him ahead! A new book is here!

I praise God for the new book! I know it will be a journey full of adventures with Him, a book that will be full of the beauty of life in Christ Jesus our Lord Who gives us all the blessings that we are so unworthy to receive, a book that will be full of conquered trials and tribulations, a books that will be full of miracles and unending blessings from our God, a book that will be filled with joy, and a book that will be filled with God’s unconditional love! ❤ Are you excited? I am! Let us look forward for the future that God has prepared for us, the hope that He gave to each one of us!

Dear God, help me to live a righteous life. Let my actions be consistent with my beliefs and may every step that I take reflect Your truth and Your love.

Let God fill every chapter, the pen is yours!

The Pen Is Yours by the Nebblett Family – from the album I Will Go (Summer 2012).

Please support the Nebblett’s ministry by purchasing their CDs. To buy their music click here:http://pathwayofpromise.org/store. For every CD sold $1 is donated to missions.


The sun is rising; the day is new
A child is stirring in heaven’s view,
This day is different; the world is new.
Your Father watches, what will you do?
The page is turning; the chapter starts
It has no title, No written marks
The road behind you is just a start
And God your Father says from His heart:

“I promise every need tomorrow are provided for today.
The way you choose to walk with me will do more than I can say,
To bring you in possession of the gifts I want to lay.
The page is open; the pen is yours, recall I’ve spoken,
I’ve opened doors. I’ve opened doors.”

Sometimes it’s easy to see His hand,
To sense His pleasure, do His commands
Sometimes the darkness makes things unclear,
Yet heaven listens, the Father hears.
The world holds promise; the future’s bright
Go from your knees to walk in the light
There is no limit; there is no end
There are no barriers for God has said:

“I promise every need tomorrow are provided for today.
The way you choose to walk with me will do more than I can say
To bring you in possession of the gifts I want to lay.
The page is open; the pen is yours, recall I’ve spoken,
I’ve opened doors, I’ve opened doors.”

The sun is rising; the day is new
A child is stirring in heaven’s view
This day is different; the world is new
Your Father watches, what will you do?

May we have a great journey with God this year and the years to come. Let’s praise God! ^_^

2 Corinthians 5:1

Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creature; the old things passed away; behold, new things have come.


Lord, Please give me the courage to stand up for what is right no matter what it costs. Please reassure me that as I do this, You will make me a person who is truly free and full of joy.

God is so good, is all that I can say as I reminisced the timeline of my life. In my 19 years here on earth, I can’t help thinking about all the things that God did, I did, and all the people I know did, in order for the ‘roots’ to run through deep.

Ever since my childhood days, I knew Jesus. I already know who He is and why He came in this world. My parents told me so and  I love them for that. But a mind of young gal has many questions, full of confusions. That is why when the strong wind blows, the young tree with underdeveloped roots will eventually be uprooted. But the patient Gardener always plant the young tree back. Took good care of it. Water it. Trim it. It grew well and healthy. The Gardener is pleased. The tree is happy.

Some people didn’t like the tree. Said, it is planted in the wrong place. Says, the sunshine cannot get through. Says, it is need to be cut. But the Gardener always encourage the tree to stand. Still Water it. Still Trim it.  Still Take good care of it. The Gardener said to the tree, ” You can be a blessing. Share your fruit to the world that they may taste.”

That tree..This young gal… grew just fine till now and counting because God is with her. People may say I am too much God God God and neglected good opportunities.

But my God says, ” For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11

Some says, Just forget the Sabbath and learn here, work here and  you will succeed, your God will understand.

But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.” Matthew 6:33

Another says, too bad, you’re too pitiful, you can’t enjoy this life because of your  God that prevents you to be happy.

My God says , “Happy are those who are persecuted because they do what God requires; the Kingdom of heaven belongs to them.” Matthew 5:10

I will cling and still cling to every promise of God, If God be for us who can be against us?

John 15:19 If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you.

GOD IS SO GOOD for loving me. That is why I love God because He first love me.

We are not trying to please men but God, who test our hearts.  1 Thessalonians 2:4



[Deep Thoughts]

I am homesick, are you?

 There are really these times in our life that we are consciously aware of the struggles and problems we’ve been through, times  when we are drowning in life’s weary way,  thoughts like…

Lord, why are these happening to me?

What did I do to deserve all these things?

Why me?

Why not other else?

Lord, do You really love me?

Lord, Why are You so unfair?

I hate this life!

If only I didn’t born in this world!

Should I just die?

God are You really love?

And so on… cross in our minds.  What we sometimes forgot is that everything happens for a reason and that God loves us so much. We overlooked that everything in this world are transitory and that everything is passing. Yet we are living deeply in this world as if it is our home, which is definitely not. We are but strangers in this world. We are questioning the present yet we didn’t even look and sometimes didn’t care for the future. We are so busy dwelling in this world that we forgot our true home which is truly sad , as much as I am ashamed to admit. This sin marred world, (despite the fact that we are God’s children) because of sin is full of wars, hunger, sickness, poverty, loneliness, anger, cruelty, violence, unending trials, injustice and the list goes on. Aren’t you homesick for heaven? Heaven is perfect. It is where God dwells! It is our real Home!

I am so homesick for Heaven. Are you?

God has promised in Revelation 21:3,4, “Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God Himself shall be with them and be their God. And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes and there shall be no more death neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall there be anymore pain: for the former things are passed away.” Amen! 


…Behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.                         2 Corinthians 6:2

When I’m waiting for something or someone, time just somehow became so slow but when I’m pumped up and so happy, I just noticed how time flew so fast. In the end, it’s absolutely not the time’s problem, it’s constant, it will not pause just for me, the problem now is my mindset and how I spend the ever constant ticking of the time. More importantly, just how many ticks and tacks left till Jesus comes? How did I spent my time today? Was it for His glory or just for my selfish desire? Was it for eternal things or just for fleeting pleasure? The scripture said, now is the day of salvation! Let us not waste our God-given time. May the time that was lent to us will be used in accordance to God’s will in our life.



God’s Children

Last month or so, we went to remote places  in our village every weekend to share the blessings of God to His precious little children who are hungry not just for bread as well as  to God’s powerful words. Together with God, we sang praises, we taught them songs and finger plays, and we recited Bible verses. It was such a great day. I sat down, look at all the children in front me and ponder what Jesus said in Matthew  18:3

“And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.”.

Why Jesus didn’t say, “… and become as wonderful youth” or “…and become as loving parents.” ? Why did He said “…and become as little child.” ? And God unfolds the answer in front of me.

Their smiles cannot be hidden despite their small physique. I am so glad how big their smiles are notwithstanding of the simple are things we gave them through God. I saw the Holy Spirit is working within them, giving them a teachable spirit, in which I am ashamed to admit that sometimes I do not have. They are hungry of God, eagerly listened to our voices, of how did Moses cross the red sea or how big were the ark to accommodate all kinds of animals. So simple and dependent. So humble. So innocent. As Matthew Henry said, “.. render them proper emblems of the lowly minds of true Christians.”

God’s Children

Surely we need the Holy Spirit to be renewed daily  and converted , that we may become simple , humble, unworldly,dependent to God, willing and be teachable as little children of God.

May the peace of God sanctify us completely God’s children. 🙂

Lord, help us that we may not faint under your discipline or be discourage by your rebuke, So we may at last partake Your holiness. Amen

The Room

I was segregating the files in my netbook with I saw this familiar document “The Room”. I clicked the document, opened and the whole story floods in my brain. I want to share this story and  I pray that this will be a blessing  to you today. GOD IS LOVE. ❤

Disclaimer: It’s not my story , the author is Brian Keith Moore when he was still 17 years old.

Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. Isaiah 1:18

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The Room

By Brian Keith Moore

In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room.
There were no distinguishing features save for the one wall covered with
small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list
titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which
stretched from floor to ceiling and right to left as far as the eye could
see, had very different headings.

As I walked up to the wall of files,the first to catch my attention was one
that read, “People I Have Liked.” I opened it and began flipping through the
cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names
written on each one. And then, without being told, I knew exactly where I

This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my
entire life. The actions of my every moment, big and small, were written in
a detail my memory couldn’t match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, mixed
with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and
exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories, others a sense
of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if
anyone was watching.

A file named “Friends” was next to one marked “Friends I have betrayed”. The
titles ranged from common, everyday things to the not-so-common-“Books I
Have Read”, “Lies I Have Told”, “Comfort I Have Given”, “Jokes I Have
Laughed At”. Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: “Things I Have
Yelled At My Brothers and Sisters.” Others I couldn’t laugh at: “Things I
Have Done in Anger”, “Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents”.
I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more
cards than I expected. Sometimes less than I had hoped.

The sheer volume of the life I had lived overwhelmed me. Could it be
possible that I had time in my 17 years to write each of these thousands or
millions of cards? But each card confirmed the truth. Each card was written
in my own handwriting. Each card was signed with my signature. When I pulled
out the file marked “Songs I Have Listened To”, I realized the files grew to
contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or
three yards, I hadn’t found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so
much by the quality of music, but more by the vast amount of time I knew
that file represented. When I came to the file marked “Lustful

Thoughts”; I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an
inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its
detailed content. I felt sick to think such a moment had been recorded.

A feeling of humiliation and anger ran through my body. One thought
dominated my mind: “No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see
this room! I have to destroy them!” In an insane frenzy, I yanked the file
out. Its size didn’t matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But
as I took the file at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could
not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only
to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly
helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the
wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.

That was when I saw it. The file bore “People I Have Shared the Gospel
With”. The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I
pulled on its handle and a small box not more than 3 inches long fell into
my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand. And then the
tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that the hurt started in my
stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of
shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves
swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I
must lock it up and hide the key.

Then as I looked up through my tears, I saw Him enter the room. No, please
not Him. Not here. Anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to
open the files and read the cards. I couldn’t bear to watch His response.
The few times I looked at His face I saw such sadness that it tore at my
heart. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did he have to
read every one?

Finally, He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me
with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn’t anger me. I dropped
my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked
over and put his arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He
didn’t say a word. He just cried with me.

Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of
the room, He took out a file, and, one by one began to sign His name over
mine on each card. “No!” I shouted, rushing to Him. All I could find to say
was “No, no”, as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn’t be on these
cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name
of Jesus covered mine. It was written in blood.

He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the
cards. I don’t think I’ll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the
next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my
side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, “It is finished.” I stood
up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on the door. There were
still cards to be written.

God is so good. He is the best demonstrator of love. Please forgive our sin Dear God so that we will be worthy to receive all Your wonderful blessings.


Never Face the Day without a Fervent Prayer.

My alarm rang at exactly 12:00 am which brought me to jump from my bed to my alarm afar from my bed but loud enough for me to hear. I prayed abruptly for a few seconds without putting into thought what I am saying to God, just the habitual-pray-when-waking-up attitude. I immediately sprang to scan my notes and began memorizing everything half dazed (but didn’t actually fully absorbed). In a span of 10 minutes, my eyes start to flutter like saying to me “Why did you open me when I just closed myself?” hence, I stand from my chair to the living room and stayed there for a second to keep my eyes from shutting, went back to my room, and began memorizing again, that lasted for about 5 minutes until I finally gave up and sleep again. I wake up 6:00 am after. When I went to school and took the exam, everything I’ve read was gone-No, sorry it’s not gone, because it’s not there, to begin with. And I’m pretty sure the result is awful. Sigh.I realized just now, what I have done. So am I like this? Is this my attitude while waiting for my God? Am I so busy that I forgot Which and Who is my priority? Who is the purpose why I woke up? Oh, please forgive me, God. That attitude of mine this morning is an example of a person who forgot to live-just breathing without living (and without realizing just Who gave them air to breathe.) Never face the day without talking to God and reading his words, otherwise, It’s like you are facing a battle without a sword. For “It is written, ‘Man does not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from the mouth of God” Matthew 4:4. If we continue living in our will, you can find your life empty in the end. If you continue wanting and struggling for things that are not your priority you will find yourself walking on the road lost and forgot where is your destination. Keep your eyes on  God so that you will not be lost. Isn’t it scary without God on your side (Only because you don’t want to be with God. God will never leave you unless you want Him to)? Isn’t it dreadful when God will come caught you doing unnecessary things? Isn’t it shameful when God is always a good driver and you always demand to go to the worldly places leaving Him in the car and keep Him waiting like forever? Let us pray and face satan in God’s strength.  Let us prepare to meet our God.

In everything that we do, let’s do it for the glory of God.