Today after Prayer Meeting and my late dinner - Supper....my friend walked to the bus stop together with me and we began chatting and she reminded me of the cute story of how God minister to me. We laughed over it.
It happened few years ago (maybe 8 years ago) when i am still in Youth Alive and I went for the Youth Camp. I stand around the place where people are being prayed for...then Ps. Rachel came and told me that she wants to pray for me...i said OK...she prayed and received a word from God...God told me that I am not weird but I am normal. (I used to think I am weird and the odd one out). I totally freaked out and told myself that it is God speaking... because i did not tell anyone i feel "weird"...anyway...by the Grace of God...i overcame this kind of thinking and begin to accept that everyone is different and I am UNIQUE!
THank you DADDY for ministering to me and loving me in such a wonderful and delicate way!
