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Moving Forward with Him

I am back before I said I would. Really have something to blog it out...
Prayer Meeting yesterday was really for me.
Right from the start after I reached, managed to talk to Angela.
Yep, I did not said much, just told her that I am really worried about____...
But she is someone that's so sensitive to the HS and hit right at the point.
She understood me and she told me in reply that no matter what is the outcome, I already have the victory because I did my best. l feel so affirmed after hearing these words.
Although this is something that I say to members that are worried, I am just human. Hearing
stuffs like this really encourages me. I love my leader. I want to be her armor bearer. I want to press in more to her.

We sang 'Hosanna' & 'Falling' yesterday and I just could not help but to tear and tear in His presence that is so real and every word seems to describe how I feel. Plus the ministering part... I was blew away, literally, by God's love.

People says that it takes 15(?) encouraging words to cover that 1 negative comment. I say that I am really careless. Careless to all the critics out there because its God's comment on me that matters. If you ask me if I ever received negative comments from people or even teachers, I would be lying through my teeth if I say there is none.

I miss those times which I shared testimonies upon testimonies in CG thanking God in being first in class, left with just 0.5 to get full marks for my Chinese test in my 'Normal Technical' times. BUT I know that God is here with me. And that's enough. I will press on. No matter how fearful or afraid I am to move on, I will move on because my God will take the lead.

I AM MORE THAN A CONQUERER IN CHRIST JESUS!

Amen & Amen!
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FIND ME IN YOUR HOLINESS
LEAD ME IN YOUR RIGHTEOUSNESS
HOW I LOVE YOU
BEAUTIFUL SAVIOR
WHEN I'M WEAK YOU MAKE ME STRONG
BEARING MY CROSS I CARRY ON
HOW I NEED YOU
HEAVENLY FATHER

SEARCH MY HEART O LORD
YOU KNOW MY EVERY THOUGHT
AN OPEN BOOK TO YOU
I PLACED MY ALL IN YOUR HANDS

FALLING AT YOUR FEET
AS MY WHOLE WORLD FADES AWAY
FALLING AT YOUR FEET
LET MY LIFE BE WHOLLY THINE
MY LIFE BE WHOLLY THINE, JESUS

EMMANUEL
EMMANUEL
ABBA FATHER, NEVER LET ME GO

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