A Storm had Passed

I want to share to you my story of what’s going on at work last Monday. But first I’d like to express utmost gratitude to our Almighty God that His will for me did prevail.

As we all know last Monday, the company I work for retrenched several workers, but for me, prior to that, I was not worried, scared nor petrified.

I was not begging God to let me stay, neither I was asking you folks a prayer so that I will be spared from sacking. I was quiet, it was between me and the Lord. I left everything into His hands.

The reasons why I was silent, first I’m in the workforce for more than two decades already, here in Australia alone, 18 years in my current company plus my previous jobs. For me enough is enough I’m tired, I need some rests but on the other hand I want to stay, I’m already in mid fifties, and for me, I’m still young to retire but too old to find jobs outside and aside from that, I was thinking also of some benefits that we enjoy from our employer, for me to leave is difficult, and to tell you honestly, if I was given a chance to choose whether to leave or stay, I don’t know, that’s why I said to God whatever the outcome that’s your will Lord.

Then the day of reckoning came, absolutely we had no idea whose heads to roll on the floor, we were like innocent lambs waiting to be herded to slaughterhouse. Then the very moment came, I saw the bosses came, they walked straight to our area where we worked, as if they were roaring lions seeking to devour their intended victims, but somehow in the end I was being spared, I could see the will of God, knowing it’s not yet my time to go.

Now the storm had passed, but still we cannot guarantee a perfect weather all the way, according to the forecast there’s a possibility of another storm ahead, but we don’t know when to hit, considering the economic atmosphere of this country.

If that thing will take place again, I know what to do, the same, leave everything into His hands and through this firsthand experience of mine, I’ve learned very well that if we trust God and surrender our will to His will, we can feel the prevailing peace inside despite of a raging storm outside.

Contributed by Lando M

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Awakening

Ephesians 5:14 (NIV)
This is why it is said: “Wake up, sleeper, rise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you.”

I was born in a poor family of four children. My parents worked in the factory four kilometres away from our place. My dad bicycle pedaled to work every day while mom walked with fellow worker’s going home. Life was so tight with my parents to support us to pursue our career, so I worked in a confectionery factory in Metro Manila a year after I graduated high school in 1970.

In my younger age; I was excited to explore the freedom of being separated from my parents. I found more friends, different environments, and new trends to socialize and live aimlessly. For me, life was full of exploration and relationship was just a game.

One day at work I had a debate with my co-worker about religious belief. In my mind, I had to win the argument about God as I was brought out in our belief that was different from him up to the point that I denied Jesus as God.

It was a lengthy debate that time and I didn’t pay attention to safety in my job that led to an accident. Boiling water came out from cooking machine I operated and burned three quarters of my body. I was rushed to a hospital with pain and anguished about intense heat all over my body and shortness of breathing along the way to emergency room.

Too much thought came into my mind; my heart was pumping so fast, should I see God, should I leave my love ones or live in uncertainty? I was confined for three months in deteriorating condition. I could see lonely and worried faces from people that visited me as a sign of leaving this world for the unknown. I was disturbed by the tears coming from the eyes of my caring family.

“My God please forgive me; I beg you to give me another chance; I’m not ready yet,” I prayed.

Tears and sadness overwhelmed me. I knew there’s heaven and hell according to what I heard that scared me. I knew there was God but where was my assurance? Which door should I come in, heaven or hell? I was not sure praying to the saints would save me and do ritual things would help! I believed there was God, deep inside me, I was looking for Him, who‘s going to tell me how, but I would pray anyway and anyhow hoping He can hear me.

For few weeks in hospital bed, I started to lose weight and I couldn’t talk anymore and my voice was fading probably because of blood, and fluid came out of my skin everyday. I had this little hope in my heart that God would hear my prayer. As time passed by, I had a good rest finally. Slowly, I regained my strength; my body started to respond to medication. The doctor and the hospital staffs were doing fine and another month later I was out in hospital.

Years went by, and my life was so empty. In 1986 my sister insisted me to visit her church, so I came just to please her. During worship service tears was flowing in my eyes. The preaching was about me, and the forgiveness of my sins was paid by Jesus on the cross.

When I heard the altar call “salvation today, you never know if there is tomorrow,” the pastor said “Just raise your hand if you feel too embarrassed to come forward,” he continued. I saw the truth about Jesus.

I said “yes Lord Jesus, I need you in my life, forgive me of my sins, come into my life!”

Tears continued to flow for joy that I finally found the true meaning of salvation. It was the deliverance from power of sin. God was so patient to wait for me to open my heart.

Until now, God remains faithful (1 Corinthians 1:9). He promised that He will never leave nor forsake the believers (Hebrews 13:5). He has many plans for me but when the time comes I know when I leave this world I will be with my God in heaven because of this faith within me. (Luke 23:42-43).

Contributed by Mhar D

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