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"He sank, he fell, he lay still. At her feet. And where he sank, there he died." Judges 5:27 Wherever you are, Be still. I am here. I am here. At His feet you sank, fell  and laid still. At the feet of your bride Jesus. I will also be still, At the feet of my Prince. And as we die from all our dreams and desires. Die from our selves. As we lay still at His feet, I know there, we will surely meet. At the Cross. At His feet. Only at His feet.

See the picture? That’s our University field. It’s so vast for me even I’ve seen it almost my whole life. Growing up inside the campus, growing up seeing all of these for 22 years, I still never get use to these. Masarap mag senti sa mga lugar na ito. Maaliwalas, tahimik at malawak- kasing lawak ng imagination ko. Peace. Lately, I’ve been struggling with peace. Heart. Mind. Body. Soul. Whenever I see this vastness I would dream again. That God would fill this with so many young people that will worship Him, give their lives to Him. And you know what? It excites me. And scares me. It makes me happy. And makes me nervous. Maybe it’s just really part of my personality. As Kabacan Ministry is taking off- Sunday services and open cells, my list of goals and dreams also increases. It’s not a bad thing- having goals are all important so that you would know if we really are progressing. “But we must hold on to the progress we have already made.” Phil3:16. Since all of these are happening,...