Journeying

Without God we cannot. Without us God will not.

Pastors that have preached before told us, when you travel with God, you travel First Class.

A friend of mine wanted to go to church, but could not do so as it was too far away from his home. I really could not find a solution. Yet today at church, right in the Faithcomm booklet that they give to church goers every Sunday, there's a page filled with thumbnails of satellite neighbourhoods that enjoy a shuttle service too and fro the church. God has thus answered this problem.

After service, my cell group couldn't decide where to go for lunch. Most of us went to Changi Airport in the end, and after lunch I remembered that a bus drives from Changi Airport directly home. That sounded easy, but I had to ask myself, 'Where's the bus stop ._.?' The airport isn't just a playground. I whispered a quick call for help from God, and just as I was wandering along some bus drop-off depot, I saw this old man.

"Erm sorry. Do you know where the public bus stop is?"

"Public bus? SBS?"

"Yeah."

"Turn right, go down one level, and follow the signs."

So I did as he said, and got down to B1. Quite an unlikely place for a bus stop to be at. But there were signs that read "Bus to City". Following the signs, Lady Gaga's 'Bad Romance' played through the speakers. From all that I know, Lady Gaga is rumoured to be a satanist whose songs have devilish, satanic connotations. But in any case, the bus stop signs were clearly placed, and I found the bus terminal.

On top of that, the bus I was waiting for was parking at the parking space, as though waiting for me to board the bus.

Something told me that I should sleep. And I did. I was also assured that I would wake up by the time it's my stop. So I slept. Sure enough, at 2:26pm, I just snapped out of sleep and pressed the 'Stop' button.

Do you believe that all these happened to me?

Or would you just dismiss them as mere coincidence?

Such small yet significant acts showing us that God loves us.

In any case, when you travel with God, you really travel First Class.

Gifted Education

Just as bad as me missing the offerings session during church service, I regretted coming so late that I missed the entire holy communion session as well. The Merlion Park band performance yesterday, atop other activities, wore me out so so badly.

The pastor was speaking of the 4th Dimension, and made the sermon more engaging by performing three versions of a magic trick to demonstrate the 4th Dimension. Pretty cool. He spoke of the way we have to think, the way we have visions and dreams, the way we must have faith, and last but most importantly, the way we used words.

And while emphasising on that final point, Snr Pastor went on to talk about speaking in prophecy. My parents, particularly my father, have always opposed of such charismatic acts. Speech is a rudder of a large ship, so small yet so impactful. He told us to give up on our rational thinking.

God's thinking is not 'irrational', it's 'not rational', operating in the 4th Dimension that we, as humans, cannot use our 3rd Dimension thinking to reason through.

Simply put, to speak in the supernatural. In order to operate with God, we have to operate in the 4th Dimension. Speaking in prophecy - something we can't make sense of nor reason through - but it just happens. And so he said, 'I'm urging all those, all those who have yet to receive the gift of the Holy Spirit, to step forward now.'

Mattheus accompanied me there, with Daryl and En Jie.

Then again, my father's words resounded in my head, as though something was flying in my ear canal. And time and again, the pastor's words moved me, sweeping me wave after wave of convincing and persuasive words.

For the first time, I felt that he was speaking to me. Personally.

With much withheld anticipation, I left my seat.

I had no idea how this was to be received. My jaws were trembling violently, just like the anxiety you would get before an examination. The church sang a song of beckoning as my three friends escorted me to the front of the stage. I was afraid. And just as I thought I was afraid, the pastor said, 'You must not have fear'.

"Open up your heart for God. Give up ALL YOUR RATIONAL THINKING."

I didn't know how, but just somehow, I did. My teeth then started trembling. But I wasn't afraid. The senior pastor made a prayer, and it's the most powerful prayer my ears have ever heard, drowning out all the skeptical uncertainty. All of it.

"AND now, in the name of God and the Holy Spirit, SPEAK! SPEAK!"

A slow, flickering wave of tremble shifted away from the jaws and the teeth, with rather uncertain vibrato. The pastor's words resounded again and again. The church was still singing. I held my palms out as a sign of receiving. I had no idea what was going on.

And like a rising sun, the energy lifted, gradually and warmly.

I had received my gift.

Ehh Dad, I don't see anything wrong with this present.