Being filled in Prayer

Yesterday, for our college ministry’s last summer thursday fellowship, I felt something amazing.
So first off, to be honest, I had not Prayed with the intention of praying for a while before thursday and when we finished discussion, we went into prayer and something just hit me.
POOF!
It was like a bridge was reconnected to me and I was reconnected to God and everything glorious that came with him, and all in an instant I felt this sudden soft explosion of every cell in my body being filled with gold dust. Right then, I felt complete and full, satisfied and felt God excited, “This is what is it to be in prayer!”
All my insecurities vanished and my heart was filled with so much Joy. I was worthy of everything that God had to offered me and the feeling of completion was ravishing.

Lord, I lift this prayer up to you, thanking you for sending your son to die for us so that we may be able to be so easily filled with your life with something so simple yet precious as a prayer through faith. God there are no words to describe the vast amount of spirit that you fill us with but Lord may I enter into prayer knowing that your breath brings us to completion. Thankyou for being excited for us and exciting us to speak with you more. I love you. In Jesus name, Amen.

Sin “Cavity”

I’m sure many has had this image before or heard of the metaphor to ‘rid of the cavity’. But I’ll just share.
So this past week, not exactly sure when, (past Sunday?) I had this vision of a tooth and it was centered with a deep cavity and this cavity was our sin. But God came and made it new, cleaned out the cavity and it was now a clean hole in the tooth but instead of filling it with Filling, worldly possessions (“trash”) was filling up the hole.
It had me questioning my heart, “am I currently doing this? Filling this space that God cleaned out with my things?”

Father, I pray that I would have a heart so willing for you to fill me with your Love, Glory, and Purity. I know that if I fill it with my own things, I will feel pain again so God help me not to be tempted and let me focus on your spirit and love. In Jesus name, Amen.

Dusty Rock Tower

So one thing I held onto since I was little was Fame.
I wanted to be a famous violinist, then a famous singer, famous actor, famous fashion designer, and even in small places like my christian community, I wanted fame. I wanted people to see me and say, “there goes Doris, so cool with life and God.” So when I realized on my way back from OTR (explained in Post-OTR) that I wanted all Glory, even God’s Glory to go to me, I ended up basking in shame. How could I use God like that.

This past Sunday service (which was also TRPC’s 20th Anniversary whoo! praise the lord!) one of the encouragements was that God will shake the heaven and earth to clean off that are not part of His Kingdom; everything that’s not, will crumble. And I guess this encouragement kinda spoke to me in a different way.
During Worship I saw this tower made out of fuzzy, gray, dust-like stone and God shook it and in the center was one rock, colorful, filled with God’s spirit. I just kept shaking my hands asking God to shake off those dusty gray rock, that he would rid of all things that were not for his Glory and that every rock that would make up who I am be colorful and filled with his spirit so that the tower may rise with and for his Glory.

God, I pray for every person in my church, for my brothers and sisters all over the world, and for me, that you would send a shaking, so that we may be able to see what we’re building our towers with. May we realized and be able to see that only your rock filled with your spirit will stand, be made strong, and will be filled with Glory. That we may realize our tower is not our own and can only last with your Power. My everlasting God, let us not seek after temporary things but your eternal love and glory. Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil, for yours is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever (Matthew 6:13). Amen.

Hand Full of Sand

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During sunday service worship, I began to pray about trusting God and as I prayed for his guidance, I also prayed that I wouldn’t try to take matters into my own hands. I then had a vision of hands holding sand and as the hands tried hard to contain each and every grain, it failed to do so as the amount of sand began to slowly trickle away. But below the hands were another pair of hands, and it was the perfect father-like hands that held in every precious grain that fell and more. He spoke. I got you. Even if you try to take matters into your own hands, my hands will be right under yours to catch every grain you drop. It made me realize that whatever comes my way, whether I realize it or not, God will be right there besides me catching the things that my imperfect hands can’t hold.