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Ark

Yesterday, dad and I went to service together at Victory Christian Fellowship in Fort Bonifacio and the pastor (I forgot his name) talked about Noah and the Ark which Noah was instructed to build. It said a lot about Noah, in his obedience to God whom he had faith in.

I remember a time in my life where I was pretty much asked by the Lord to obey -- and when I did, I found out how the blessings abound. I used to listen to God by reading the word intently back then, but now I fell out of that habit. I want to change and get back into the groove and again walk with Him.

I should get my schedules straightened out, spend my days in pursuit of His will and not mine, and to listen intently and obey what he asks me to do. I've missed listening to Him (you might be asking how I listen, and the answer is by reading his Word -- the Bible -- as a devotional, and it just makes sense as if He was speaking to me and telling me what to do). I miss the comfort in knowing that what I do is all for His glory, and that it's for Him and not me. I miss the feeling of being among His disciples and follwers and the fellowship.

I've been taking small steps towards getting back into the pace of walking with Him, and I need to listen again and get ready to take another leap of faith when He asks me to. I've done it before, and He hasn't failed me. Now, I need to trust Him again, and start walking with Him again.

Chill...

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  1. My small group meets Wednesdays, 7:30pm at the back of VCF. Just in case match na sa bago mong work schedule :)

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  2. Sounds great! Yes, definitely works for me this time! :)

    I'll let you know when I'm on the way sir! Thanks! :D

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