In life science, when researchers want to introduce something inside a bacteria cell they tend to use either heat shock or applying a short strong current to create "pores" for that foreign substance to enter. This foreign stuff (we called it vector) supposedly carry advantageous effects on bacteria or rather to the researcher. Anyway, I'm not gonna talk about process of transformation here. It's an analogy. Well, I'm a life science student. It's occupational hazard.
How shall i put it?Lately, things seem to become clearer. Last time, it used to be in the form of jargons and parables. Now. things are so clear that they seem to jump out of the screen and wave at me. They even show me how they should be applied. Maybe this is what revelation is. Amazing grace. Halelujah.
It started with Mark telling me what pastor preached that Easter week. It brought a whole new dimension to that passage. From then on, things just flow like a river; Using the authority, prayer, Establish one self in righteousness, The battle is Lord's. The river will still continue to flow. The question is am I ready to accept?I must be ready. Isn't this what I've prayed for?

The verse that started my new life.
John 3:16
"For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life." Amen

Praise You in the storm - Casting Crowns

I was sure by now
That You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away
Stepped in and saved the day
But once again, I say "Amen"
and it's still raining

As the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God
Who gives and takes away

I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
Every tear I've cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm

I remember when
I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry You raised me up again
My strength is almost gone
How can I carry on
If I can't find You

As the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God
Who gives and takes away

I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
The Maker of Heaven and Earth
(Psalm 121:1-2)

~KatZ~

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