By Yen Yen
That late afternoon, I (around 8yo at that time) was
learning to ride my friend's big bike on the street of our housing complex. Not
like a smaller bike, I couldn't control this big one.
While my bike was moving forward with the handlebars, which
kept turning left and right, about a meter in front of me, there was a bad guy
talking to his girlfriend. I didn't know how to stop the bike, the handbrakes
and the pedals were difficult to reach.
THANKS JESUS, YOU made my right hand able to grip the brake
at the right place, right time and the bike stopped exactly behind him. He just
looked back at the bike for a second, then continued his conversation with her.
No longer then, one afternoon, I was accidentally overheard a
conversation of the noodles pushcart hawker with someone next to my house:
“The hawker said that
the bad guy didn’t want to pay for his order and threatened the hawker with
violence. The hawker’s brother couldn’t stand seeing it, then challenged the
bad guy to a fight in another place.”
In the late afternoon, I saw the hawker’s brother’s clothes
had blood stains and THANKS JESUS, he managed to take the bad guy to the police
station.
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The voice/sound I hear/my music is JESUS
My word/salvation/righteousness/holiness/obedience is JESUS
My lifestyle/fashion/culture/tradition is JESUS
My age/youth is JESUS
My strength/joy/power/peace is JESUS
Every day/month/year is JESUS’ day/month/year
...The life I am now living in the flesh, I live by faith in
the SON of GOD, who loved me and gave HIMSELF for me. ~ Gal 2:20 EHV
