Sept. 4th
It has been forever since I updated this blog. Whenever I realize something very valuable or important, I think of jotting down on this blog and that realization happened today. God speaks through many different sources. After work, on my way home, I got sick of listening to the CD (yes, I am such an outdated person lol) that I have been listening to, so I just turned on radio. It was one pastorβs sermon from Calvary Church. The pastor was referring to Moses story when Israelites complained to Moses when they were about to cross the Red Sea. I donβt remember other than this oneΒ phrase that hit me: More than having you set free, lifting up God is what matters more. I suddenly felt embarrassed. What matters to me more these days? Freedom here may be referred to actual, physical freedom from being laborers for Israelites, but what is the freedom that I long for? A new, fancy job? κ·Έμ κ·Έλ κ² μ무 μ¬κ³ μμ΄ μ§λκ°λ λ ? κ΅νμμ λ§‘μ μ± μ μμ΄ νΈνκ² μ¬λ κ²? Β Am I not complaining to Him about things that I think I deserve but actually I do not?Β
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