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Oooooh ooooh, Your love is crazy!

For I am not ashamed of Him who saved me.
I'm in His Great Dance Flooooooor!
Hey Jesus! You make me crazier because of Your crazy love for me, my Lord.

I'm out of words how Jesus has forgiven me, how He has loved me (from the start though He knows that I will mess up) and how He wants me to be back in His loving arms. Aww.

It's too amazing that He who created the world, He who holds the universe would want me to enjoy His presence moment by moment.

My prayer: we will show Jesus in our lives.
To honor Him. I failed so many times
because I was doing it on my own.
Rely on the Lord.

He carried the shame for me. I carried His name but I put it to shame and that reflected on Him. But now, it became more real to me, that satan (not capital letter) has no sting over me. That God has won it all for me. And that I'm on the winning side--- Jesus!!

You carry us, carry us when the world gives way.

Since Passion, God showed me what freedom means. That God has given us the freedom to dance in His presence. Even David danced. I was always puzzled why do people have to jump and dance in worshiping God. When I saw how God is a party-throwing God (in the prodigal son) and not a cosmic kj (but with reverence, awe and fear of Jesus) I now I understand. I know, I'm somewhat slow in my growth hahaha. I feel like I just got saved. HAHAHA. Jesus is just so huge that He surprises you of who He is each and every day. <3

The joy of knowing Jesus, talking to Him, singing to Him, saying I love You to Him. Such a privilege, that we are enjoying the freedom to sing our lungs out to Him.

Photos courtesy of my dearest sissie.
I always forget to take at least one picture. Hihi.
Surrender is not weakness but strength because it comes from Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, the One who raised from the dead.

I am His and He is mine. And He's all that I need.

My prayer for each of us is that we'll never lose sight of who should make us crazy. And I pray that situations, people, circumstance won't hinder our relationship with the Lord. I've made so many mistakes because I wanted to handle them because I always thought that I know better than God. Ennnnnk.WRONG. Mess up. But every mess can be a message for others not to anymore fall into the trap of satan. That we will always listen and obey to the prompting of the Holy Spirit. That the Holy Spirit will have the last say in our lives and not anybody else.

And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow--not even the powers of hell can separate us from God's love. 
Romans 8:38

We don't need to impress anybody because God loves us as we are. No pretentions needed. He knows our hearts and desires. If those desires that I have won't be given by God, it would be totally fine (though it would hurt) because if I have Him, I have all I need.

May God break us to truly experience Him.




In His Pursuit,
Michelle M. Aquino <3

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