Messages From God Through Miss Karen

Miss Karen is an Australian missionary. She is our leader in fellowship here in China. She’d been staying here at China for 3 years. When God sent her in China, at first she can’t believe it and asked God if He really wants her to be here. She is an intercessor. She had a gift of seeing messages upon seeing a person’s face. Last night was our last fellowship with her because she will fly to Japan and stay there for 6 months to 1 year. She made cards for us and wrote messages on it. She said while she is praying for each and every one of us those are the messages that God wants to send us. Those are revelations from God.

Before she began the preaching right after the praise and worship, she told me that every time she is seeing me on praise and worship, she is seeing “Be Bold” on me. She repeated it “Aby Be Bold”, “Aby Be Bold”, she said she kept on seeing that during our praise and worship. I didn’t ask what it means because we are in the middle of fellowship. After the preaching, she said there are two among us have calling from the Lord. She looked at Ate Cecile and said “The other one was definitely you. But I don’t want to reveal the other one because it might scared her off.”

Then she started giving out the cards and reading them out loud. I am shaking and praying for strength while waiting for my turn. I said to the Lord to help me accept and do whatever Your message for me. While reading the messages, she is crying then she said “I am crying not because of grief. It is actually cleansing”, she looked at me and said, “You have it. It is cleansing from the Lord.” I was surprised because she had so much to say to me. She is always seeing me crying every Praise and Worship that is why she told me that. She is right, you are crying not because you are sad or you have problems. You are crying because you are feeling His presence and His love. As what Jhay told me, “Crying is not a sign of weakness but of courage to face the fact that you’re nothing without God’s grace and mercy.” And told me that I am not alone because even him is crying on Praise and Worship. I was so blessed and happy to hear that from him. It was really amazing and uplifting knowing a guy is crying because of God’s grace, love and mercy. There are probably 2% of man's population who's like that.

My turn came. I was the last one, before reading the card, she said there are lots of prayers and revelations for me. Then she read:

“Abby God has you on His operating table healing and restoring you emotionally and strengthening you as He prepares you for what is to come. Take this opportunity to trust in Him and open your heart to Him. Allow Him to refine you as pure gold. Remember He is the potter you are the clay. Allow Him to mould (mold) you and shape you into a willing vessel for Him.

Keep your eyes on Him and your heart filled to overflowing with His word, for His word is wisdom and strength, your life support.

Romans 12:2 Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.

Proverbs 3:5 Trust in the Lord with all your heart, lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path.

Abby know He will direct your path, do not turn this way or that way walk a straight path and stay in His peace. He knows your heart more than you know yourself and He loves you just the way you are. But even better He loves you so much He wants you to be whole. Abide in Him and He will abide in you.”

When we got home, while Ate Cecile and I were cooking, we talked about the messages. Then I asked her, Miss Karen was saying about two among us. What was that? I didn’t hear it clearly. Ate Cecile said it was a calling from God then she told me I might be the other one because God is refining me and I am on His operating table. Then I said oh no. That is what you like right, she asked. I said yes, I want to be on a mission but not right now because I still need to support my family probably when I'm stable. Then she told me about the “Be Bold” thing. I almost forget about it, Ate Cecile reminded me about it. Oh yeah I said, I don’t understand what was that. What does it mean I asked. Probably be strong and courageous she said.

It’s bed time. After shower, I sat on my bed and read the card Miss Karen gave me again. I meditated on the messages written on it. I read it 4 times and this message made me cried “He knows your heart more than you know yourself and He loves you just the way you are.” No one ever told he/she loves me just the way I am. I was so happy to hear that from the Lord. I only got that from Him and I was overwhelmed and my heart burst with happiness. I thank the Lord for His unfailing and unconditional love He’s giving me. “Abby God has you on His operating table healing and restoring you emotionally and strengthening you as He prepares you for what is to come.” I keep on thinking about this. I am asking what is to come and why should I be prepared? I asked “Lord will you take away my mom from me?” Then I cried and said, I hope it’s not that oh Lord. I can’t afford to lose my mom. Give us more time together probably 10-20 more years Lord. But I discerned that it wasn’t it. Till now I am thinking what would it be. Whatever it will be, I know that the Lord will be there for me so I am ready for it. After reading it 4 times, I closed my eyes and prayed. I asked the Lord to help me and strengthen me while He is preparing, shaping me for whatever He wants me to be. I raised my right hand and ask the Lord to reach for it and never let go of it no matter what happens. My eyes were filled with tears and I am so happy for His messages thinking that I was special because He had a plan for me. This is what I want. I want Him to use me as His messenger and servant. Praise God. He is a loving and forgiving God.

After praying as my daily devotion, I read my book “Devotions For A Deeper Life” and here is what I’ve read:

November 28

SUGGESTED READING: 1 TIMOTHY 4:1-9

But refuse profane and old wives’ fables, and exercise thyself rather unto godliness (1 Timothy 4:7)

You cannot predict how God may operate. Many dear souls are living specimens of what God has done and how the Spirit of God has worked, even though you may not fully understand them nor their methods. Many times some poor, ignorant servant, who seems to scarcely know how to put anything together, is mighty used of God in the salvation of souls – while others, who have a clear understanding of the gospel, explain the way of salvation ever so clearly, yet nothing happens.

This illustrates once again that a right relationship with God is more important that right teaching about God.

Ask yourself, Do I experimentally know what full salvation is? Do I know what entire sanctification means, in my own experience? The worker for God must be in healthy, vigorous spiritual condition himself. Are you?

Prayer Thought: O God, work out Your will in my life as You desire. Your ways are above my ways.

The message is almost the same from what Miss Karen gave me. Upon lying down, I kept on thinking about the messages and the message “Be Bold”. Asking the Lord what does He mean. What does He referring to. And kept on saying “Be Bold” “Be Bold” “Be Bold”, what does it really mean till my eyes closed and slept. I am still digging on the messages but I know the Lord will reveal them soon to me. Whatever they are, knowing that the Lord is with me there is nothing I should fear about. All I know is that I am happy because the Lord loves me so much and He has a plan for me. Let’s wait and see what is that plan.

All He Had To Offer

Saturday is a boring day at work for me but the Lord keeps on waking me up to get here in our office. I have no work to do today so I checked my mails and www.christianster.com. That site is similar to friendster but it is for Christians. I am checking it everyday. I ran through the sharing section to read some stories then this one makes me interested. I go on and opened it then read it. The last part of the story made my tears fell. I’m still crying up to this time. I really can’t stop the tears from falling. Romel asked me if I am crying, I said the story that I read made me cried. The story touched me so much and moved me. It is such an amazing story, heart-warming and soul-soothing. Please check it out and read it slowly and meditate on it.

The Story:

Here is a story, reported to be true, about a nine-year-old boy who lived in a rural town in Tennessee.

His house was in a poor area of the community. A church there had a bus Ministry that came knocking on his door one Saturday afternoon. The child came to answer the door and greeted the bus Pastor. The bus Pastor asked if his parents were home and the small boy told him that his parents take off every weekend and leave him at home to take care of his little brother.

The bus Pastor could not believe what the child said and asked him to repeat it. The youngster gave the same answer and the bus Pastor asked to come in and talk with him. They went into the living room and sat down on an old couch with the foam and springs exposed. The bus Pastor asked the child, "Where do you go to church?" The young boy surprised the visitor by replying, "I've never been to church in my whole life." The bus Pastor thought to himself about the fact that his church was less than three miles from the child's house.

"Are you sure you have never been to church?" he asked again. "I'm sure I haven't, " came his answer. Then the bus Pastor said, "Well, son, more important than going to church, have you ever heard the greatest love story ever told?" and then he proceeded to share the Gospel with this little nine-year-old boy.

The young lad's heart began to be tenderized and at the end of the bus pastor's story, the bus Pastor asked if the boy wanted to receive this free gift from God. The youngster exclaimed, "OF COURSE!" The child and the bus Pastor got on their knees and the lad invited Jesus into his little heart and received the free gift of salvation.

They both stood up and the bus Pastor asked if he could pick the child up for church the next morning. "Sure," the nine year old replied. The bus Pastor got to the house early the next morning and found the lights off. He let himself in, snaked his way through the house, and found the little boy asleep in his bed. He woke up the little boy and his brother and helped get them dressed. They got on the bus and ate a doughnut for breakfast on their way to church.

Keep in mind that this boy had never been to church before. The church was a real big one. The little child just sat there, clueless of what was going on. A few minutes into the service, these tall unhappy guys walked down to the front and picked up some wooden plates. One of the men prayed and the child, with utter fascination, watched them walk up and down the aisles. He still did not know what was going on. Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, it hit the child what was taking place.

These people must be giving money to Jesus. He then reflected on the free gift of life he had received just twenty-four hours earlier. He immediately searched his pockets, front and back, and could not find a thing to give Jesus. By this time the offering plate was being passed down his aisle and, with a broken heart, he just grabbed the plate and held on to it. He finally let go and watched it pass on down the aisle. He turned around to see it passed down the aisle behind him. And then his eyes remained glued on the plate as it was passed back and forth, back and forth all the way to the rear of the sanctuary.

Then he had an idea. This little nine-year-old boy, in front of God and everybody, got up out of his seat. He walked about eight rows back, grabbed the usher by the coat, and asked to hold the plate one more time. Then he did the most astounding thing I have ever heard of. He took the plate, sat it on the carpeted church floor, and stepped into the center of it. As he stood there, he lifted his little head up and said, "Jesus, I don't have anything to give you today, but just me. I give you me!"

My Response:

I am giving my tithe to the Lord. I am sending it to the Philippines and asking my mom to give it for me in our church but I know that wasn’t enough for all the things the Lord gave me. And this little boy just offered his life because he has nothing to give to the Lord. Money is not the answer, it is not all what you could offer. You cannot repay love by giving money. Love is the answer. As what I am always telling, “Love is what makes life worth while.” Simple act of kindness, compassion, forgiveness, charity is what we could give is this world. Jesus is all we need. We just need to share the love He gave us to others and surrender our lives to Him. Yes, I maybe pathetic but probably love makes me more emotional. No one could ever understand me but the Lord and I don’t care for this is what I am.

Isabel! Who Is She?

Isabel Lynn Coupland is her name. She is a Filipino-American, born in Niles, Ohio on March 20, 2000. She was diagnosed with Neuroblastoma stage IV on May 7, 2004.

One evening while waiting for a member to pop-up on NetAgent, (still on AOL that time) Sak was viewing a site and it got my attention. I asked Sak who’s blog it is. Sak and I love reading blogs and we have so much fun reading them at work. Sak sent me the site so I read it. My heart broke when I started reading about her. Her mom Luz was the one posting on the site about her. From then on I started praying for her. She’d been part of my daily devotions. I keep on praying and asking the Lord to lay His hands upon her and receive healing from Him. I keep on claiming that she will be healed. I am doing that for a year now. I’ve sent her a card and her mom sent me a personal e-mail to thank me for it. We still communicate via e-mail. I’m always telling Luz to be strong and I am always praying for Isabel and for her as well. Isabel is going through chemo-therapy. I know it wasn’t that easy. She’s just 5 years old, my tears keep on falling everytime I think of her specially when I pray for her. She is too young to die. She’s a strong little girl though and very pretty. She is cheerful and playful. We are not related but I’ve learned to love her more and more everyday. If I will be given a chance to see her, I will definitely grab it. She got a very special place here in my heart. I will continue praying for her and I hope whoever read this will help me pray for her. She needs prayers and I know prayers can move mountains. I wish I could hug and kiss her. She is really special to me just like my own daughter. May the good Lord strengthen her for every therapy she’s going through. May she receive healing from the Lord. And may her family hold on to their faith. Please help me pray for Isabel and her family and help me claim healing for her.

To know more about her, please visit her blog: Isabel’s Journey

Pictures:

before the diagnosis

Isabel and her older sister Lailanie


pretending she's sleeping


cutie little princess


biking with a friend


so pretty little girls


first day at school


with her sister and friend


boating at the park


really beautiful


wearing her new wig


isn't she beautiful


showing her new disney shirt