Genesis 12:1-3
1 The LORD had said to Abram, "Leave your country, your people and your father's household and go to the land I will show you.
2 "I will make you into a great nation
and I will bless you;
I will make your name great,
and you will be a blessing.
3 I will bless those who bless you,
and whoever curses you I will curse;
and all peoples on earth
will be blessed through you."
It's Father's day today and we just witnessed a touching service in Calvary. Ptr. Brian preached as a part of his series on the well of blessing about - The Father's blessing.
The preaching was based from Bill Glass' book and emphasizes the importance of the Father's blessing in each and everyone's life. For those lacking the presence of physical fathers, God is gracious to even provide substitutes on our behalf.
I felt the awesome presence of God during this time and it reaffirmed how vital the role of the church is on a person's spiritual growth and maturity.
It is surprising to note that a lot of people, even those who grew up with biological fathers, have yet to receive the approval, much more the blessings of their fathers in their lives. Our speaker noted that he first heard his father say "i love you" to him by the time was was 40!
At the end of the service, people who felt they missed out on their father's blessing were asked to go in front of the altar and were prayed for by fathers in the church. At lot of people came out. No eye was left dry. Not even mine.
What came in my mind during this time was I was blessed to have a dad who gave his blessing and approval to me. I will not be who I am today if not for my dad.
Dad, i love you. Thank you. Happy Fathers day.
related:
The Power of a Father's Blessing
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Monday, June 16, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Awake in Atlanta: Home Again
It's day 32 and a lot has happened since I first arrived here in Georgia. Aside from missing people whom I love and friends, I miss the feeling of home.
What is home? according to wikipedia:
A home is a place of residence or refuge. It is usually a place where an individual or a family can rest in and be able to store personal property. Modern households contain sanitary facilities and a means of preparing food.
While a house (or other residential dwelling) is often referred to as a "home", the concept of "home" is a much broader idea which exceeds the denotation of a physical dwelling. A home is often a place of refuge and safety, where worldly cares fade and the things and people that one loves becomes the focus. Many people think of home in terms of where they grew up, and home can even be a time rather than a place.The word "home" is also used for various residential institutions which aspire to create a home-like atmosphere, such as a retirement home, a nursing home, a group home (an orphanage for children, a retirement home for adults, a treatment facility, etc.), a foster home, etc.
Being in a strange place among strangers with strange food and culture, home may be the last thing you can find. We're staying in our fully furnished apartments but the feeling of home is absent. That may explain why most of us yearn to go back home - yes, we're homesick.
May 11, 2008 was the set date to go to church. I've discovered there is a church near our place similar to where I used to attend back home - Calvary Assembly of God. I was a bit apprehensive as I'm not used to driving alone to some unfamiliar place. After putting it aside more than once, I finally attended church.
I was a bit nervous. I don't know anyone. I'm all alone. I'm afraid people wouldn't be as friendly as I hope them to be. But I believed God wants me to be here. In faith, I believed He will meet me there. I had to make my first step.
I was nervous as I navigated and drove my way to church. It was a good 7 miles and had to drive along a major highway. I was nervous when I was about to enter the place of worship. I had fears that I'm not supposed to be there, that I didnt belong there. As I got in, I was met by a few people who greeted me. I really appreciate what the greeters and ushers were doing. They're doing an excellent job in making people like me feel less "strange". I realized that a simple hello is one vital church ministry that may make a difference for first time church attendees and regular attendees as well.
The praise and worship music started. The worship was beautiful. I feel home again.
PS:
As of this writing, I have attended their service twice, and heard some incredible preaching about Pentecost Sunday and brought my 2 colleagues along with me! They're planning to join me again next Sunday! God is good :)
What is home? according to wikipedia:
A home is a place of residence or refuge. It is usually a place where an individual or a family can rest in and be able to store personal property. Modern households contain sanitary facilities and a means of preparing food.
While a house (or other residential dwelling) is often referred to as a "home", the concept of "home" is a much broader idea which exceeds the denotation of a physical dwelling. A home is often a place of refuge and safety, where worldly cares fade and the things and people that one loves becomes the focus. Many people think of home in terms of where they grew up, and home can even be a time rather than a place.The word "home" is also used for various residential institutions which aspire to create a home-like atmosphere, such as a retirement home, a nursing home, a group home (an orphanage for children, a retirement home for adults, a treatment facility, etc.), a foster home, etc.
Being in a strange place among strangers with strange food and culture, home may be the last thing you can find. We're staying in our fully furnished apartments but the feeling of home is absent. That may explain why most of us yearn to go back home - yes, we're homesick.
May 11, 2008 was the set date to go to church. I've discovered there is a church near our place similar to where I used to attend back home - Calvary Assembly of God. I was a bit apprehensive as I'm not used to driving alone to some unfamiliar place. After putting it aside more than once, I finally attended church.
I was a bit nervous. I don't know anyone. I'm all alone. I'm afraid people wouldn't be as friendly as I hope them to be. But I believed God wants me to be here. In faith, I believed He will meet me there. I had to make my first step.
I was nervous as I navigated and drove my way to church. It was a good 7 miles and had to drive along a major highway. I was nervous when I was about to enter the place of worship. I had fears that I'm not supposed to be there, that I didnt belong there. As I got in, I was met by a few people who greeted me. I really appreciate what the greeters and ushers were doing. They're doing an excellent job in making people like me feel less "strange". I realized that a simple hello is one vital church ministry that may make a difference for first time church attendees and regular attendees as well.
The praise and worship music started. The worship was beautiful. I feel home again.
PS:
As of this writing, I have attended their service twice, and heard some incredible preaching about Pentecost Sunday and brought my 2 colleagues along with me! They're planning to join me again next Sunday! God is good :)
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