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Tuesday, August 14, 2007
I may be a very absent-minded person, but I seldom lose my personal belongings like handphone or wallet or house keys. (Okay maybe once.)

It's really wonderful to see how God works.

I remembered I lost my house keys and my sister found it in her car a few months later. Then I lost my handphone (yes my pink razor) and my sister found it in her car too.

But this time it was different. I really left it somewhere, and not in my sister's car. I was so caught up in my own thoughts (rmb to take chuanlian's pressie..rmb to take her pressie..) when I was in the toilet, I forgot to take my phone (yes the same pink razor) which I left it on the cover of the toilet roll, you know what is it right. SO. Unknowingly, I took train with chuanz, and when I reached Kovan, I REALISED MY PHONE WASN'T WITH ME. (FYI, I was at compass point)

I tell you I was really, really, very panicking at that moment I kept praying and praying and imagine myself holding the phone in my hands again. "I believe God will lead me to my phone again..yes yes He will..yes.."

And you know, it's really HARD, and I mean VERY HARD to get back our phones back once we lost it somewhere and didn't get back within say, 5-10mins?

BUT YOU KNOW WHAT.

After calling my phone umpteen times, someone finally picked up! I was like,"OH MY GOSH, erm, I'm the owner of the phone can I get it back yes yes THANKS UH!"

So yeah, you got it, I have my lao ya handphone back, and I seriously gonna hold it tight no matter how lao ya it is. (UNTIL, I got a new phone, that is. Lol.)

To me it feels like God picked up my emergency call, i.e., my prayer and lead me back to my phone. It's the same with anything else, you just need to present your request, and God will hear definitely. The book that my cell is doing on, The Great House of God even says that God silent ALL, and He really means ALL the trumpet sounds and singing just to hear to say something. Your prayer means a lot to Him, and so does you. (:

So savour every minute with Him. It's precious.

love,
kriss.

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