• 5th January
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  • 4th December
    2012
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Even the little things, He cares.

Holla! How’ve you guys been doing? :) I’ve abandoned this guy for quite some time now and it’s a bit dusty over here hehe. Anyways, if you have extra time to spend, please pretty please check out the post I reblogged from Jessica below! It’s awesome reminder for us youngsters :)

Anyways, what’s new?

I have a testimony to share! I’m currently working at Starbucks located in the Financial District (I guess Toronto’s version of Wall Street or something lol), it’s a pretty legit spot and you can probably tell the kinds of personalities I hang out with; from the typical businessmen and women dressed in class; futuristic faces to Asians looking all sharp and smart, you name it! Sometimes it gets intimidating too… :p

So, last week, my manager challenged me to sell a holiday merchandise worth $40. I took a look at the thing and said to myself, who would probably want to buy this? I spent the rest of the day not thinking much about the 40 bucks thing.

Later at night when I was having my quiet time before bed, the Lord somehow reminded me of the merchandise. I talked to Him, Lord, You are ever so creative, and if You will, You are going to send someone, the right person to come to our store and buy that particular merchandise. I have no idea what kind of person will need that, but if You will, You will. I don’t even have to promote it to anyone, the right person will just come.

And I kid you not when I tell you that our God is really One awesome Living God. 

The next day when I just finished my 15min break, I was walking back into the store and I just could not believe my eyes.

My manager was putting in a bunch of holiday cups and tumblers into two brown shopping bags, chit chat a little with the man standing in front of him, and my heart was pounding ecstatically when I caught him with the 40 bucks thing. He opened another bag and put that little guy inside and handed all those bags filled with merchandises to the man. 

I was like, God, You are serious! You not only sent the person to buy that particular merch, but he also bought a bunch of other stuff from our holiday collection. Nobody in the store knew what was happening; God is at work. Behind the scenes. Amazingly at work. and the coolest thing is? Only I knew! It’s so fun it’s like me and God working on a secret mission together. <3

This story will live in my heart and my mind, to remind me that, nothing too simple for Him not to handle. Nothing too small for Him to overlook. Everything matters to Him. And this also reminds me again that He is indeed the Controller of everything. E V E R Y T H I N G. And if I have God with me, I have everything I’ve ever needed. And truly, there should be none in life that could ever overwhelm me, because all I have to do is simply ask. And He knows just what to do. Jesus, You rock. 

(“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.” - Matthew 7:7)

  • 4th December
    2012
  • 04
Call Me Old Fashioned: Being His Bride

jessicatanoesoedibjo:

A few weeks back I decided that I would embrace my singleness for the time being and stop concerning myself with the possibility of a certain guy to be my better half. Because I know for sure that for now, God still wants me all to Himself. That He wants me to focus on our relationship first.

  • 11th November
    2012
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  • 25th July
    2012
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Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?

If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn’t a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.

From Richard Lederer - Crazy English (via goldentulips)

(Source: -sorry, via what-the--michelle)

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    2012
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