PriCe oh PriZe

Next week i will be joining some training that will equip me to be part of relief team for disaster area. To be able to be involved in such work, i will need to get so many things in order for me to be able to be equipped. But first things first. The most important things I'd need to get asap are: shoes, a bagpack, and cargo pants.

I am at the moment in my home country which basically a place where everything is relatively affordable compared to the place I've been living for the past 4 years. So I thought I'd do some price checking here for these things I'd need to get before training starts on Tuesday.

Two days ago I went to check on the shoes and found out that the shoes are quite expensive even though it's still cheaper than the other country. I received some $ just recently so I could actually get the shoes, and on top of that, my mom said she'd top it up if I didn't have enough. Yet I felt to just wait because I'm only doing some price checking. So I waited, though the feeling is like: "Just buy, it's cheaper here".

Earlier today, I was on the way to check on the bagpack's price but somehow I felt to go back home, so I went home instead. Few hours later I felt to really go and check on the price again, so I went out. When I was driving, my friend called me and we just chatted on the phone. As soon as I was reaching the bagpack store, my friend found out where I was heading and told me that the place is just around the corner of where my friend works at. After I parked the car, I got a text saying that my friend would meet me at the store.

I was looking at the bagpack and found out that the price is really way cheaper. I was contemplating if I should get it. "the bag or the shoes", I thought to myself. Then my friend arrived and we both looked at the bag. My friend took the bag off my hand and said: "Let's put it back."I carried on looking around as my friend went to put it back. About a minute later, I found my friend was holding on a piece of paper that I found out to be a bill. I was shocked, I got to get my hand on the paper and tried to pull it away yet I couldn't coz my friend held it firm.

"I only wanted to do a price check!", I said.

My friend walked away with the bill towards the cashier, and of course I followed saying: "Come on, I can pay for this, or at least let me pay half of it."

"Do you wanna know why I wanna pay for this?", said my friend.
"Heck yea!", I quickly replied.
Reaching into the pocket, my friend smiled and told me: "I left office quickly and grabbed around $69. And when I saw the bag's price is $66, I knew I was to get you the bag."

I stopped right there. I was so amazed because I knew it was HIM, and I can't stop my friend from doing it when I saw a glimpse of joy on that face.

I GOT A BAGPACK!!!
DAD sent an angel to get me a bagpack!!!!

... and the day went on...

Later in the evening I stopped by another friend's house to drop some gift I promised, which is just simple snacks. And to my surprise, that friend gave me 3 gift vouchers that can be used in the store where I can find the shoes I wanted to get two days ago.

WHATTTT?!? DAD outgave me!
He really outgave me BIG time!
snacks for 3 gift vouchers???

DAD thank You so much! thank You for the gifts, thank you for the angels you put in my life,
... and most importantly thank You for reminding me of You in the midst of this shower of blessings...

W O W

You're so kind, DAD...

PriCe-checking time becomes priZe-checking time...

Amusedly grateful,
- dadsprecious

Praise the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits
-Psalms 103:2

"Thank You"

I was in the car with mom earlier today as I was driving to return my brother's car. I saw a lady walking, or I must say barely walking.
She looks like she is in her late 50s, wearing a brown dress, carrying her black ethnic purse.
She seemed like she was moving from the side of the road to right in the center of the road. Her feet aren't straight and that kinda make her have some difficulties walking straight. The road was muddy too as it rained heavily earlier. I slowed down as I blew the horn softly to alert her of my car behind her. She didn't hear, so I drove a little left past her and felt to stop by her.

As I rolled down my window, I asked her where she was going. She couldn't hear me. I thought she might have problem with her hearing.
I then smiled at her, "Do you need a ride?"
She just smiled back at me.
"Where are you going?", I raised my voice a little bit so she could hear me.
"I'm going there", she replied.

"would you need a ride?" I said again.
Smiling at me, she nodded.
I directed her to the back seat and she got in the car.
I looked at her reflection in the mirror and I saw her sitting comfortably enough that she was digging her purse and forgetting to tell me where I should drop her. I asked her three times where she'd want me to drop her. She just told me to keep going straight.
I asked DAD what I should do. I felt He told me to just drive.
So I did.

After about 3-4 blocks, the lady finally said "This is my stop. I can cross from here."
I stopped, unlocked the door, turned and smiled at her. "Be careful ma'am".
She looked at me in the eye and said "thank you".

I drove on and looked in the mirror making sure she crossed the road safely.
"Thank you", says the voice in my heart.
And there I found myself smiling as I drove on.

Let me see . . .

"I long to look on the face of the One that I love,long to stay in Your presence; it's where I belong"

This song has been stuck in my head since I started noticing it playing on my iPod. Together with the book I've been reading for the longest time, DRAWING NEAR, these two have created such a hunger in my heart to get to know Him more.
I've been studying to book of Exodus to learn more of the moments Moses spent with DAD as His friend. DAD really was very close to him that Moses seemed to me that he understood who He is.
He said it plainly that if His presence didn't go with him then forget about the promised land. I really want to grow more in knowing DAD.

I often say that I want to see His face but as I carried on studying the book of Ex, I noticed that Moses didn't even have the courage to look at HIS face when he saw Him in the burning bush.

So what does this leave me with?
Should I keep on saying that I want to see His face? or should I just stop?

I don't know, all I know is Moses got to see in the end that he met the One who says "I Am who I Am"
That's like all of who He is in one short line "I Am".

Who is He?

He's still a mystery to me.
And I believe I have my entire lifetime to have the chance to wait on the Almighty to spare me His mercy in revealing Himself to me...

Come what may

Dear new chapter,

Come what may what my heart would take delight in.
I would want to join the joy ride.

Come bring one heck of a chapter

-TikiLyds

♩ ♪ more than the air I breathe, more than the song I sing... ♫ ♬
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ coz I never want to go back to my old life♩ ♪ ♫ ♬