Child of God

The Prestige of Being the Child of God

It was a dark and cold Thursday night when two girls finished their dinner and were walking home from Hawken Drive. Crossing to the round about, they were safe from traffic from both sides.

But the devil wasn’t going to let them go so easily. So he sent one of the devil babies to these girls. So the two girls walked while a blue car drove silently and slowly from the sides of the girls. All of a sudden, it lowered its window and shouted, “HOHOHOHOHOHO!!”

The two girls jumped and he sped off.

For your general information, I was one of them, and the other was my housemate. I was the girl closer to the car and it freaked me totally, especially when there was totally no engine sound prior to the startling incident. But that was not what I wanted to share.

What I was amazed at was how I reacted to this incident. Ever since I came to Australia, such ‘car scaring’ incidents have occurred so many times. Never once have I experienced this in Singapore. But in the past, I would always get really ticked off by such incidents and would shout back at the car, or wished I could pick up a stone at that moment and send it to the speeding car. Also, such incidents would bother me for a while before I got it off my head.

However, this time, no matter how much the devil tried to make me lose my composure, he couldn’t. For the power of the Holy Spirit in me is much greater than whatever the devil could bear. Although at the point in time I got really freaked out I wasn’t thinking properly, and I had the urge to shout out to the car that has already sped off.

That was when the Holy Spirit reminded me of many things.

1. What is the point of shouting? He won’t hear you. 2. What is the point of getting angry? He would be happier, cuz that’s his reason for scaring you!

No matter how much I knew these things when I was in a composed state of mind, it would matter if I couldn’t apply it to the time when it is needed. And thank God that he reminded me.

And almost instantly, I was reminded that I was a Child of God. With such status, there was totally no need to get ticked off by that matter, much less to say, lose my composure over it. Our Father sees it all, and that moment I let the matter go, telling God, “Father, I won’t get angry, for I know you will know what to do, and you will handle the matter.”

That moment, I pictured myself from a family of Prestige cloth in His name and light, and there was totally no need for me to battle the devil's plans. Yes, and from this, I have learnt to grow stronger leaning on God. I was just amazed by how such a small incident has brought me closer to Him.

Ooh… writing this makes me wanna cry.
Daddy in Heaven... I love you so much. :)