After the sending xiao meimei home after meeting. i decided to walk home. i like to stroll when i am feeling troubled, feeling down, many questions on my mind or just want to be alone with God. It was a long walk home but i still walk the walk

I pray for answers. As i walked i talk to God. All the problems i am facing, all that is troubling me. It is only between God and me. On the path, i saw the barbwire on the fence of a school. i began to think about Jesus and the crown of thorns. He was nailed to the cross, for us. His scars are for us, His blood is for us on that very cross. it was all so true...God loves me more then i love myself... if i know i will be going to heaven, why should i let the problems of this world bother me? If Jesus is in my shoes, what will He think?

As i walked thru some flags sticking to the grass patch beside my path, one of the flag are lying in the middle of the road. i always believe if i sees something undone, it is God's way of telling us to finish the job. but i walked over the flag instead of doing something to it. after a distance, i can feel God's prompting me "if I am in your shoes, what will I do?" it was kinda funny, but i walked back and place the flag on one side nicely. it felt good =) real good although it is a simple task.

God loves me more than i love myself. But how many times have i broken His heart, but still He forgive... And all the prayers i prayed, He is always there faithfully to answer them, and those He did not answer, i know He has another plan for me. And whenever i am feeling down, He will be here to comfort. Knowing Him more everyday is my greatest reward. Thank you Lord.

The Road of Life
At first I saw God as my observer, my judge
keeping track of the things I did wrong,
so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die.
He was out there sort of like a president.
I recognized His picture when I saw it,
But I didn't really know Him.

But later on, when I met Christ,
it seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride,
but it was a tandem bike,
and I noticed that Christ was in the back helping me pedal.

I don't know just when it was
that He suggested that we change places,
but life has not been the same since.

When I had control, I knew the way.
It was rather boring, but predictable...
It was the shortest distance between two points.

But when He took the lead,
He knew delightful long cuts,
up mountains, and through rock places at breakneck speeds,
it was all I could do to hang on!
Even though it looked like madness,
He said, "Pedal!"

I was worried and anxious and asked,
"Where are you taking me?"
He laughed and didn't answer,
and I started to learn to trust.

I forgot my boring life
and entered into the adventure
And when I'd say, "I'm scared,"
He'd lean back and touch my hand.

He took me to people with gifts that I needed,
gifts of healing, acceptance, and joy.
They gave me gifts to take on my journey.
My Lord's and mine.

And we were off again.
He said, "Give the gifts away;
they're extra baggage, too much weight."
So I did, to the people we met,
and I found that in giving I received,
and still our burden was light.

I did not trust Him at first,
in control of my life.
I thought He'd wreck it;
But He knows the bike secrets,
knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners,
knows how to jump to clear high rocks,
knows how to fly to shorten scary passages.

And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places,
and I'm beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face
with my delightful companion, Jesus Christ. And when I'm sure that I just can't do anymore
He just smiles and says..."Pedal."