Thursday Magic Madness

I love Thursdays. The whole day is all about praising and serving God, from morning to evening, from the Montalban prayer meeting where we sing songs to the Lord and I get to share His word, to the fellowship over lunch and afterwards at the household, to the preparations for Thursday prayer group, to the prayer group worship and sharing session at night. Today was an even more extraordinary Thursday, because not only did God calm the turbulent seas and allow for safe passage, but His Spirit was operating so abundantly in worship and service that I felt like I was on one continous "high" all throughout the day and night.

For today's worship exhortation, I spoke about the joy in the Lord and how it cannot be removed from our hearts, even through trials, and how He takes us from strength to strength in the challenges He walks us through. Today's talk on the Gospel was about how it is never too late for the sinners to become saints, and how powerful our prayer is in interceding for another. The Montalban crowd was visibly transfixed as I told the love story of Felix and Elizabeth Leseur, where a wife's unselfish love and suffering for the salvation of her husband ("No greater love is this - that a woman give her life for her husband...") resulted in the awe-inspiring transformation of a rabid atheist into a saintly Dominican priest. "So pray for your husbands, or for any one who may be a burden to you and constantly cause you grief and pain...your prayers will be his salvation!"

I later had a long, satisfying conversation with Cardinal Daniel the rockstar about how our ministry - the ministry of love - impacts the children who come our way. For some of these little ones, our care and attention and touch may be the only love that they ever have encountered or ever will in this lifetime, but whatever affection we show them could spell the difference between an angry, hate-filled Hitler and a gentle Mother Teresa. For love truly SAVES us, no matter how wretched our lives have become. And we, in turn, by demonstrating this love we've experienced, can pass the love around and cast light wherever we may find ourselves.

And then, tonight, a Spirit-filled prayer group session in Montalban, where God "spoke" to us through messages of His love: mine (God had two messages for me, hehe) were from Hosea about His faithfulness in our own unfaithfulness, and how He cares (He Cares!) for me through His strengthening power that enables me to resist the enemy. God is truly good indeed...and I am truly very sleepy, so for now, it's over and out for me. :-)