Irene In Christ

Father's Day had just passed.  I had thought of writing about something that the Lord has taught me some time ago about Paul, Barnabas and Timothy few months back, but never did got around to doing that, simply because I didn't feel prompted to do so.  But now, I felt the time is right.  (Which explains why I'm interrupting my 'God knows me, God loves me' God-stories to write about something entirely different.) Why, you asked? Well, maybe because Father's day was just a few days ago. Or maybe, the more solid reason was that I had, at the age of 41, on Father's Day, being adopted as a spiritual daughter. Surprise! Surprise! 😁 Now, I must have gotten you all curious, haven't I - who are my spiritual parents, who adopt a 41 year old spiritual daughter? 😂  Now, age wise, they are far too young for me to call them dad and mum. But they truly are my spiritual parents who have been caring and nurturing and propelling me forward in my walk with God ever since...

These past few weeks, the Lord has truly left me astounded with a simple truth -  The One Who knows me best is the One Who loves me most.  It is a line from the song "I Am Your Beloved" by Jonathan David Helser.  My spiritual mentor, Ps Ashok RK, shared this song to me in May. Although I didn't listen to it until, maybe, 2 weeks later  😅  , I immediately fell deeply in love with the song the moment I heard it.  (Sharing the YouTube video link here,  I Am Your Beloved . You really, absolutely must listen to it.) And ever since I listened to it, the Holy Spirit has been relentlessly reminding me of this beautiful lyric, this beautiful truth - He knows me best, He loves me most.  First reminder from the Holy Spirit was this - the day after, I saw this picture.  Source: Instagram awtozermanofgod Isn't that the absolute truth?  1) God knows us better than we know ourselves. He knows where we are.  2) He knows exactly what we need and wh...

In case you haven't noticed, there's actually been a long silence on this space... To be exact, a 2 months' long silence.  Yes, I have been quiet/ missing in action/ absent (whichever way one would like to describe it) for the whole of April and May.  Have you missed me? I hope you had. 😁  Well, truth be told, even if you hadn't (miss me, that is), I would still continue on writing, anyway. 😅 Now, the (obvious) question to ask here is this: What happened? What caused the long pause? Did something bad happen?  (Funny how that is usually the first thing that comes to mind for most, right? Something nasty must have happened, taking her time/ energy/ effort away from her passion.) Well, something did happen but it wasn't something bad. What's more, because of it,  I have new God stories to tell!  I was just reading through and reflecting on my last entry on the blog - my Covid God story  (yes, I re-read my own stories sometimes 😂)  and realised one...