How beautiful this is....

Just think...

You are not here by chance,

but by God’s choosing.

His hand formed you,

and made you the person you are

He compares you to no one else,

You are one of a kindYou lack nothing,

that His Grace can’t give you,

He has allowed you to be here

at this time in history to fulfill

His special purpose for this generation.

by Roy Lesen

“To every thing there is a season and a time to every purpose under the heaven.� Ecclesiastes 3:1 KJV

The Five-finger Prayer

After going through some rough spots in life, I've realised that my relationship with God has slacked over those times. Once again, I am prompted by the holy spirit to read the message for the day, and true enough it was applicable to my burning questions from last night - How do we pray effective prayers?

Here's a partial excerpt of it:

When you fold your hands, the thumb is nearest you. So begin by praying for those closest to you—your loved ones (Philippians 1:3-5).

The index finger is the pointer. Pray for those who teach—Bible teachers and preachers, and those who teach children (1 Thessalonians 5:25).

The next finger is the tallest. It reminds you to pray for those in authority over you—national and local leaders, and your supervisor at work (1 Timothy 2:1-2).

The fourth finger is usually the weakest. Pray for those who are in trouble or who are suffering (James 5:13-16).

Then comes your little finger. It reminds you of your smallness in relation to God's greatness. Ask Him to supply your needs (Philippians 4:6,19).

Whatever method you use, just talk with your Father. He wants to hear what's on your heart. —Anne Cetas

Our prayers ascend to heaven's throne

Regardless of the form we use;

Our Father always hears His own

Regardless of the words we choose. —D. De Haan

An Ode to Prodigal Children

Oh sweet memories of our childhood,
Prevalent peace lives in the neighbourhood,
Where no unpleasantaries ever whirls,
A perfect place for growing little boys and girls.

Oh such joy we share in love and trust,
Perfect friendships that goes beyond the crust,
Where friendly neighbours were a-plenty,
A haven for us till we were almost twenty.

Oh willful parents who always meant well,
Positive and open minded, you can tell,
Where us children must attend universities,
A land yonder they sent us to understand diversities.

Oh how time flies, though educated we are now,
Parents, old by now, and feeling far from low,
Where a silver lining they see in every cloud,
A dream lived through their children, they feel so proud

Oh goodness, gracious us, where have we been?
Possibly lost in our own world that cannot be seen?
Where parents waits patiently at home for prodigal us,
A patience and perseverance alike, they made no fuss

"Oh, just go home every now and then", we'd procastinate,
Pay homage to our dear parents before it's too late,
Where their sacrifices are the Asiatic ways of life,
A culture so fine, our filiality should never be a strife!