With the Holy Spirit

Friday, June 15, 2007

Believing so true that Papa is working wonders, even beyond the seas and oceans. That because we are all one in Christ, His Holy Spirit is always with us. Always. And His love, transcends all borders to entertwine us as one.

Something happened to me yesterday night. I didn't join my friends to go around to sightsee and shop around. Instead, I chose to go to the Basilica, and to Father Sandre's house for dinner...It was a wonderful evening. And there really was so much to share, to talk about. Realising how excited and crazy we were about our Lord, and of the Charismatic Renewal.

Thereafter, I was on the way back. I took the Metro (aka MRT), and then waited for the bus. The bus frequency was 1 hr apart, and I only managed to catch the 9.42p.m bus. I reached my bus stop at "Le Raffour" only at 10.15p.m, sunset time.

There on the bus, there were 4 punks. And they were suspicious, cuz they kept looking at me and whispering. I was frightened. Petrified. I never felt that way before, not when I was travelling alone in Italy or around the suburbs in France. But this time, when I stopped and found them stopping with me, my heart also stopped. And they were stalking me...I knew it. There was nowhere to hide, cuz it was just a straight path. But still, I walked as quickly as I could. I didn't know why the footsteps behind me ceased as I turned round the corner to the house, and turned the lock with my trembling hands.

They lost sight of me.

And more than that, what happened when I woke up shocked me even more. Realising that my sister had been praying for me in a msg I read when I woke. I realised then that what happened when they lost sight of me, wasn't a coincidence, but was the Holy Spirit at work. Thank you fei...thank you...thank you...thank you *hugz*

And thanking all of you who have been keeping me in prayer too...
(^-^)

-Yours truly ;