Galilee

   

    You might be wondering what Galilee is all about. For many who knows the bible it is an important place of Jesus. It is a place in Israel. A significant place where He made many significant miracles...and true enough, i have my own Galilee experience of Christ in me. Miracles I claimed His.

     Most of my pains and sufferings were brought about by my wrong choices. It is in those times where I discovered the tremendous deadness of my spirit. But God has a way of changing people. From my wickedness He changed me. He broke me into pieces so I could one by one pick up my shattered pieces and learned deeply of life's choices. 

     

     "To Galilee" Mk 16:7, a direction where I am going.  The Galilee of my life where I am risen from my nightmares and wickedness. The Galilee where I am risen from my addictions. The Galilee where my strength is aroused, where their is clarity of my purpose, where my direction is more refine and where the sense of compassion to others deepens.

    

     I pray that the Lord will lead me to people who will journey with me in the Galilee's of my life, where I get to be guided by bright lights in my path notwithstanding all my flaws of my past and my strengths combined.

     May you also walk with a Galilee experience with Him. Join me.  :)

Mhatteo

My Own Resurrection

Happy Easter! 

    Though i am away from home during the holy week. I was able to take time reflecting and observing it through the place i went surrounded by mountains and trees. It made me realized and thankful and greatly amazed how His resurrection takes place in me and how He actually died for my sins and resurrected for my living.

    You might think I am tremendously superficial but indeed, I have my own resurrection experience with the risen Christ in me. I experienced God's resurrection in so many ways:

     - Every time i confessed my sins, and asked forgiveness, i resurrected.

     - When depression came into my life last few months and someone shows         encouragement and hope to me, i resurrected.

     - When my approval addiction was killing me madly and i decided to detach myself away from my tendencies, i resurrected.

     - When tears fall down my eyes because of loneliness, and seeing smiles from a stranger or my pamangkin, i resurrected.

     - When my mind was bombarded by worries and anxieties and suddenly a soulful   music filled my heart with peace, i resurrected.

    - When i am about to give up because of habitual sins, then an honest sharing came in from a stranger or a friend that inspired me, i resurrected.

    - Every time i understand people and accept them, i resurrected.

    - When i start valuing myself and loving myself, i resurrected.

    - When am about to lose my finances, then unexpected financial blessing came in, i resurrected.

    - When i was able to help someone who needs help, i resurrected.

    - When i stop listening to gossips and trying to think good things about people, i resurrected.

    - When i treated people lovingly despite and in spite of hurts and disappointments, i resurrected.

    - When i sing beautiful songs or even songs i feel don't like singing but because i know it touches people and inspires them, i resurrected.

   - When fears blinded me from the truth, yet, i stepped up bravely for the truth, i resurrected.

   - Every time i hug my parents, i resurrected.

   - Every time i smile, i resurrected.

   - Every time i worked hard and work honestly for my living, i resurrected.

   - Every time i write good blogs, i resurrected.

   - And every time, i pray not just for me but for others and thank God for everything, i resurrected.

My experiences of resurrection might seem ordinary for some people, but regardless of what would others say, I am resurrected.  God has ways i could not imagine. He can make simple things into extraordinary miracles. I am glad i am now partaking not just in His sorrows but more in His resurrection. Slowly my old self dies, to bring about a new me, a resurrected me.

God is good!

Always,

Mhatteo

The Cross

I want to know how God feels about me today. Every time i snap at anything that moves, every time my thoughts are gutter-level, and when my tongue is sharp enough to slice a rock and every time i tell lies.  How does God feels when i am a jerk? Not about when i am positive and ready to tackle worlds hunger, worlds peace, and worlds climate change. Hmmm. Shamcey Supsup can tackle it more than i could imagine. But how does He feel about me then?

I don't even know about it.  I don't know how long Gods love endures. But i just want to know it deeply.
As i wonder about it, i am indeed purely insane. Why on earth i questioned this things? Can anything make God stop loving me? Nothing.

I find the answer on the splintered cross, where He was nail-stabbed and bleeding. There His dying for my death. There He resurrected for my living. There i saw true love. His great love. That's what i really wanted to know. I am convince His love endures forever. And nothing can change His love for me. Absolutely nothing.

Whenever i look at the cross, i remembered the difficulties i had and sometimes i ask myself how i was and am able to stand and go through them. The Cross gave me an answer. My sufferings, challenges,and even death or sickness are not my destiny. Its in fact my keys to life, love and salvation.

Mhatteo