Excited to see God.

When I told my friends about the typical Christian dream…seeing God or waiting for Jesus’ return, my friend joked, “No offense, but it sounds like you can’t wait to die.” I responded, “Sure, but not in the suicidal way.”

It’s just…when you love God so much, why wouldn’t you be excited to meet your Creator face to face? I value my God so much, that He is my life. My physical life is just a limited time for a mission in line, and a step to the eternity up ahead.

Matthew 16:25 “For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will find it.”

Whatever He wills for me, I shall follow. I realized that He has a whole pocket of plans for me and my life will not go uneventful or wasted. I have this enthusiasm to come home, or to witness the glorious arrival of God, but until then, I’m going to do what God calls me to do on earth. I will go through the farthest extents to proclaim Christ’s name out there and try to reach these souls to the truth. On that day, I can’t wait to fall at God’s feet in the end and just cry and thank Him for all He’s done. To see His face, His light, and His glory….what an indescribable delight that would be. ♥

Revelation 21:4 “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”

Revelation 22:4 “They will see his face, and his name will be on their foreheads.”

My heart feels so eager...I'm waiting...I'm waiting on the hope of this miracle.

The power of God is just so overwhelming and amazing!

For as long as I can remember, I've always been praying for my closest friends who don't know about Christ. Today just seemed like another typical day where my friends and I would hang out and fool around. Two of my friends came over to my house. One of them was a new believer in Christ and the other friend was an open minded person, who wondered about faith. We anticipated on watching Netflix and making fun of horror movies. I scrolled through the Netflix page and something caught my eye. "Oh my gosh, it's the Passion of Christ!" I exclaimed. Without hesitation, I said, "We should see it! But I have to warn you that it's pretty intense and graphic." I knew Jessy would have appreciated it, but I was hoping Vivian wouldn't freak out. Over an hour passed by and we reached the scene of the crucifixion. As powerful as it is, none of us could resist crying. My dad called for dinner and brought us to Olive Garden. The movie, unfortunately, had to be discontinued. The hours passed by as we ate and hung out in a mall. Surely time wasn't wasted. God made a way through our conversations. We kept talking about dreams and the reality of life. We ended up talking about spirits and demons. I explained as much as I could about the Bible and the gospel. As my parents drove my friends home, my friend (unsure of faith) finally said, "I should get a Bible." The words rang in my ears and my heart felt like flying. I chimed in joy, "Yeah! I could buy one for you!" When my parents dropped her home, I slightly jumped from my seat in the car, while silently screaming and clapping my hands. I rejoiced because this was the gradual planting of the seed. I thanked the Lord, because He's just so good. Obviously, God would never turn down another lost sheep. He'll always manage to bring them into the Shepherd's arms. Praise God, praise God, praise God!!!

If you're reading this post now, please do me a favor and pray for my friend. I pray that through her curiosity in life beyond death and in the Bible, that she'll find the truth in Jesus Christ. Thank you in advanced. :')

The one time I confess one of my possible career choices...

My friends laugh at me.... XD Hah, I really don't blame them though. It does seem out of the ordinary anyway. How many people would ever choose such a direction? I've told my friends numerous times, that after dropping my dream of "becoming a lawyer" I skeptically told them...that I really didn't know what I want to be anymore. But for a long while now, I've always had the thought to become...a pastor, a missionary, or something in between the lines there. I love talking about God and teaching His Word never tires me out. On a lousy day, a conversation's topic on God revives me. Ever since last year, God somehow used me to start openly speaking His name on my high school grounds. When people told I should be a pastor one day, I just laughed and said, "Nah, maybe not."

For months long, I've prayed about my future. The words throbbed in my mind and heart, "Lord, I still don't know what I should be. I know no matter where I am or what I do, I'm supposed to be honoring you. I wish I can directly hear Your voice, like the people did, long before Christ. If I can hear your directly command me to pursue something, I will do it instantly without hesitation. I love You God, so much."

Just two nights ago, I felt a strong urge to turn to God in prayer. It was a long time, since I took a moment to pray aloud from my heart. I always ended up praying silently in my mind. I wanted to meditate and embrace my Bible. I just prayed to God about the current things happening and then...I suddenly cried about my unknown future. Instead of praying what I would be, I just prayed that God could take care of everything.

I started reading at Romans 10. I smiled at the verse which I had highlighted and starred: Romans 10:13. Then the next few lines...were just breathtaking. I read, "How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard?" (Rom 10:14) My mind shouted, "Amen!" "...And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, 'How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!'" (Rom 10:14-16) I started weeping even more from that point. No matter how long or short it takes, God will always answer your prayers. Be patient, because He doesn't mean to leave you hanging. He just wants to answer you at the right moment. That night, I felt like that was God's command, speaking to me from His word. God really does speak in different ways. And I feel like these are one of the many amazing moments, when God's word will directly speak to you.
Today at the lunch table, my friend Sameena said, "Well, I don't know what Dara will do, but I'm sure she'll find out one day. We never know, she might pursue something under religion." At that point, I broke all suppression and let out my confession. "Actually...I did think of something. To tell you the truth, I thought of one day becoming a pastor." Both my friends started laughing, ironically even my Christian friend (Sameena). I smiled, because I knew I'd get such a reaction. I jokingly and bluntly asked, "What?!" Then Sameena said, "Well, it's possible." Then my other friend remarked, "What? I never see any pastors who are girls. They're all men." I responded, "Oh gosh, Mabel. You don't know. The generations have changed. There are many female pastors out there today."

So the idea is overwhelming in my head. With God, you must always expect the unexpected, but always know that it is good. I don't know if I'll ever be a pastor per se, but I pray that I can do something worthwhile for as long as I'm on this earth. I feel like it's kind of awkward to call it a "career" but rather a passion. I'd gladly go to Bible school, because I know I have so much yet to learn. The Word of God is my breath and Jesus Christ is my love and life. I can't wait to see what God has in store for me one day. ♥

If you're reading this, please do pray for me. :) I know I'm growing up and still have a lot more to face in life.

Indirect Evangelism

I'm always the kid in school, managing to ramble on a conversation about God. It doesn't matter who it's with. I'd always end up talking about Him, even in the school grounds. It's obvious, that whoever's around me will hear the things I say. Lately, I touched the topic about the end of the world. Just in the last week, a friend came to me and asked me if I could explain it a little more, which I happily did. We were sitting in the cafeteria table. I was too ecstatic, that I completely neglected to eat my pizza.

As our conversation went on, she told me, "Oh, I should get a bible," with a smile on her face. "Yeah, you should!" I excitedly exclaimed. I questioned out of curiosity, "Do your parents go to church?" She replied, "No, they're Buddhist." I was shocked in the inside, because I assumed that she was already Christian, just curious with questions. In that very moment, I thanked the Lord inside my head and thought, "Lord, please continue to work in her." She laughed and told me, "My grandma is Buddhist. I wonder what my grandma would think if I changed my religion. She might get mad." I smiled and then said, "You know, a lot of people tend to just follow the traditions and religions that their families have already chosen. What I can say is that what matters is what you believe in. Jesus Christ said that He is the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through him, in John 14:6." Then I quoted the well known John 3:16 verse and explained that to be born again and to see the kingdom [John 3:3], you just have to put faith in the Son. I talked about the whole purpose in becoming a new creation in Christ and letting go of the old, carnal, sinful nature. 

I promised her that once I had the money, I'd buy her a Bible myself. As soon as our lunch period was over, we walked down the hall together. Before walking into her class, she thanked me and I said, "You're welcome." I walked off, in a joyous daze, because I witnessed another miracle before my eyes. God does the most amazing things in the most unexpected times, and He'll use anybody; regular people like you and me. Little did I know that she was raised as a Buddhist. It was practically indirect evangelism. I thought it was a very beautiful moment.

Just earlier this week, she asked me further questions about the end times. I pulled out my Bible and we read from Revelations 20. I accidentally distracted myself when many other people spoke to me in the lunch table. She pulled my Bible and began reading herself. I saw that she was truly inspired. I just kept thanking God in my head, knowing that He is surely molding her. I offered her to borrow my bible (since I still can't buy one) and she accepted to take it. 

Witnessing another life touched by Jesus Christ, is always the most beautiful and exciting thing. God is good. God is so good!

2 Peter 3:8-9 "But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance."