I passed judgment to others even if only in my thoughts, but
in the mind of God I judged. My judgment stuck in my brain I didn’t dare to say
sorry to God, I thought it was okay because nobody knew it. When the day came
when I was also being judged with the same thing I was hurt and I realized that
God wasn’t pleased of my thoughts.
True Life and Comics
Foot Prints in the Thorny Paths... Looking Them Back, I Laughed... The Labor was so Tough... I Realized that was Enough... Every Step was a Failure... I Asked GOD for a Cure... HE Gave Me Patience to Endure... To Find Joy in the Future. - by Ethel Pimentel
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Believe
I joined painting
competition many times before but I failed, yes I failed- I considered it a failure
because I didn’t win, if not rejected. I
was angry and hated God for a while. But I came back to my senses and I asked
forgiveness. I asked Him why? I’ve found the answer only now when I’m beginning
to be closer to God. He let me understand the difference between presumption
and faith. I was just too proud, presumptuous and I believed my self’s capability
not God.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Fear
I was frightened when the man whom I considered as my
protector died. I didn’t know what to do that time. His death was a wake up call
to me and the beginning of my first lesson on “How to be closer to Jesus Christ.”
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Mercy
I was just like a child learning how to walk. I walked, I stumbled, Jesus picked me up then
I walked again, and then stumbled again...and again... Jesus’ Fountain of Mercy poured upon me even
if I was a worst sinner.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Motivation
There was a moment when I felt so down and empty that I
hardly moved around the house. I was even too lazy to do my art works. I looked at the image of Jesus of the Divine
Mercy that I pasted on the entrance door.
I asked HIM to inspire me because I was wearing out already. That night
in just a few seconds when I closed the entrance door I heard a little voice
outside crying. I found out it was a kitten. He was an ugly kitten because his
head and legs were small and thin and his paws were large, his body was round.
He looked like a kiwi to me, but I still welcomed him. He made different tricks
that made me laugh and my weariness just disappeared. I thank the Divine Mercy
for granting my prayer.
Sick Soul
I thought that my one
hour a day physical exercise was an awesome routine that I would never missed...
didn’t I have time for Jesus? Yes I had, but not enough. When I offered prayers to Jesus it must be
done quickly because I didn’t want to miss my exercise. See how I treated Jesus
unfairly? To the eyes of man I was good and physically fit but to the eyes of
God I had a sick soul. My soul couldn’t breathe well because of my sins.
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