Be a Bulldog!

Acts 2:2-4
And suddenly there came a sound from heaven . . . and they were all filled with the Holy Ghost, and began to speak with other tongues as the Spirit gave them utterance.

Every Church that is Charismatic or Pentecostal has roots that stem from The Azusa Street Revival! The story of Azasa Street Revival reveal the rich spiritual legacy we have with our Living God, who we really are, why we pray like we pray and why we worship like we worship!

The man named WILLIAM J SEYMOUOR, his life from a tragedy to triump to obscurity…was truly amazing and inspiring. It is a life testimony of ordinary people called by God to do extraordinary things!

The prayer revival conference in SIBKL is truly an amazing encounter and revelation. Many man and women has walk in the way of the Lord, gave their life to pray and seek God. It is never a convenient choice yet it is worth while than anything we do of the world. Those who experience God in the revival, with such intensity…like a bulldog who bite and never let go would never forget the touch of the hand of God. The experience would keep us in line, in faith with praise always. It is so awesome find out more about what God has done in the past, as we think about what had happen to our current world in our generation…the time is near.

We live in the “Kairos” moment…and surely many is to come very quickly. As the children of God, we got prepare our mind, our body and our spiritman ready for time as this…

Tags: Faith, God, holy spirit, pray, revival

Live Now!!!

This is the second post for the first time ever in this blog since Rachel started this. Thanks to Rachel for all the effort in non-stop posting here! It is such a privilege for us all!

Time for me to post some! Hehe!

Here is another one with a story to help understand! Happy Reading.

Marcus Aurelius says: When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive, to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.

God’s Coffee

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups – porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some
expensive, some exquisite – telling them to help themselves to the coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:

“If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.

Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.

What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups… And then you began eyeing each other’s cups.

Now consider this: Life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we live.

Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God has provided us.”

God brews the coffee, not the cups………. Enjoy your coffee!

“The happiest people don’t have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything.”

Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.

The Burning Hut

Jack Dempsey says: A champion is someone who gets up, even when he can’t.

Wonder what it means! Here is a story that might help to understand! Do enjoy reading this.

The only survivor of a shipwreck washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.

Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements, and to store his few possessions. But then one day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky. The worst had happened; everything was lost. He was stung with grief and anger. “God, how could you do this to me!” he cried.

Early the next day, however, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him. “How did you know I was here?” asked the weary man of his rescuers. “We saw your smoke signal,” they replied.

It is easy to get discouraged when things are going bad. But we shouldn’t lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering.

Remember next time your little hut is burning to the ground- – it just may be a smoke signal that summons the grace of God.