How much do I love Jesus
Tonight, I attended a Bible study for 20s - 40s. Since I am part of that age group I decided to attend. But everyone there was married with kids. I realized I am little bit late compared to them. Anyways, during the Bible study, we discussed about how much we love Jesus. The message was from Paul's confession of his love for Jesus in the book of Philippians. As I was thinking about this I was wondering to myself. Would I have gotten sick if I was not a Christian? More than that, would I have gotten sick if I did not move church from Global Mission Church to All Nations Church. Then, God comforted me with assurance that if I was not a Christian I would have died. Also, for me to be alive means that God has something special He wants me to do. In addition, moving churches would not have matter for God's will to be done. Where ever I would be I would have been sick and God would heal me. I say I love Jesus but it hard to be faithful everyday. Tomorrow, my mom and I are planning to visit the hospital in Torrance. I have not gone back since I came out from their 3 years ago. Although I am not completely healed I want to visit them and thank them for helping me. Thank you for your prayers. Let's not just say we love Jesus. But let our faithful life to Him show that we love Him.
posted by keithpark @ 9:49 PM
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I love the way you write; you should be a writer and write a book on your life and suggles that you went through.
Text: Eph 3:17-19
When I was young, my mom used to ask me, "How much do you love me?" And I'd spread my little arms as far apart as possible with a strain in my face and say "this much!" Well, story has it that a little boy died and went to heaven and when he got there he wanted to know why he died? He then asked Jesus, "Jesus, how much do you love me?" And have you seen an eagle? When it's wings are closed, it doesn't look too big but when it stretches its wings apart the wingspan is huge! Well when the boy asked him, Jesus stood up, spread his huge arms one side to another and his left hand reached past the left side of the universe and his right hand passed the right side of the universe and he said "thiiiiiis much." And although that was a huge distance, it was the nail prints in Jesus' hands and the tear in Jesus' eye that really allowed the little boy to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge -- that we may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God."
I believe this story tells it all about how much God loves us.
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