The Greatest Guitarist

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I'm reposting this that I have written on October 16, 2008. I'm praying that as I was re-reading this, you would be encouraged the way I was and on-going by our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, the Greatest Guitarist. God bless you all and if I am silent for sometime or might not have a chance to visit you, you know why...



When I was 11 or 12 yrs.old, my oldest brother came home for a visit from another country, after being away for so many years. One day, he started playing a guitar and for the first time I saw him, my eyes were glued with his techniques. My stares were just fixed with the way he would pluck each string and made beautiful music. I was carefully observing him then. Inside my heart, I felt a passion to learn something new at that moment!

So, I decided to learn the guitar on my own. Patiently, I studied the dots that corresponded to the way I would place the fingers of my left hand on the frets, as the fingers of my right hand tried to go up and down to try to make a chord. After a few days, my fingers were hurting! I noticed the blisters that had formed on each finger. Though it would hurt so much to try to play again and again, I tried to disregard the pain so I could learn how to really play this instrument. Learning how to adjust the strings many times, more strumming and plucking of each string with the blistered fingers of the left hand positioned to strike a chord, I heard a note formed. The notes became a song that was familiar. Pretty soon, I was playing the guitar chords faster producing a more recognizable song. I was ecstatic, though I wasn't as great as Amy Grant!!! I learned to compose Christian songs and apply the simple chords which in turn, became songs I could use to worship the Lord.

Little did I know, with my whole, entire life, God is doing the same thing for me. I was the guitar He patiently used to create music. I'm sure He got a lot of blisters, too! [when I'm stubborn and not listening nor obeying His Word]. "How many times did He try to adjust my strings [my attitudes in life]?", I wonder....Oh Lord, continue to adjust me. Refine me. So I can be Your guitar that produces beautiful music to others' ears when they hear me, so that others will come to know You, the Greatest Guitarist! May they fix their eyes on You, Lord Jesus and be awed by how well You play every guitar in this world!!! Thank You for Your patience and for always being faithful and not giving up on me!

Psalm 143:5 -"I remember the days of old; I meditate on all that You have done; I ponder the works of Your hands."

Psalm 139:23-24 -"Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts. And see if there be any grievous ways in me, and lead me in the way everlasting!"

Psalm 19:14 -"Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in Your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer."

Psalm 51:10 - "Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me."

Lazy! Lazy! Lazy!

"Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired..." ~ Jules Renard

I was trying to prepare my stuff together as I counted the slow 15 minutes before my shift was over. Then, the kitchen deputy showed up, bringing an injured inmate who was hobbling his way into the Clinic. The chart was given to me.

“What happened?”

“I was lifting a milk crate when I accidentally dropped it on my right foot. It hurts so bad right now,” a young male inmate answered, grimacing as he spoke.

“Remove your right shoe so I can see.”

Slowly, he tried to slide off the blue, soft shoe as he bit his lips. On top of his right foot, redness and tenderness were visible and palpable. He could barely move his toes because of the pain.

Prior to talking with him, I had read his chart to get familiar with him. He was one of those inmate workers, working in the kitchen from 12:00 midnight to 12:00 pm. In his chart, he had a prior claim of feeling depressed. Except his reasoning was because he didn’t want to be there [working].

God only knew if he dropped the crate accidentally or he did it on purpose to sustain injury. Because when taken off of work, he didn’t need to work but his penalty [sentence] would still be deducted with the time he needed to serve to pay for the crime he committed. Day after day. Whether working or not.

[Some of them are that way]…I grabbed an ace wrap dressing and slowly and carefully, I wrapped it around his painful right foot to immobilize and provide a little relief to his right foot.

[They don‘t want to work!]….I prepared the hospital referral form and requested a deputy to take him to our county’s hospital to have his right foot be x-rayed.

[They are lazy!]…I told him to be patient until the transportation deputy showed up to take him to the hospital.

Because some of the inmates believe that they are entitled to all the benefits the jail has to offer. Yet, they contribute “nothing”.

Newton’s first law of motion says that “an object in motion tends to remain in motion, and an object at rest tends to remain at rest.” This can apply to us, people. Some of us are willing to complete plans or projects yet, for others, they need to be motivated just to accomplish something.

There is no room for laziness in a Christian’s life. Being a new creation, we are to be diligent and productive. Out of love for our Lord Jesus. The One Who redeemed us. “For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” - Ephesians 2:10

God wants us to be awake, be involved and focus on others.

Are you lazier than these "2 people"?

Fly Like A Bird

“I’m leaving tomorrow,” whispered a female diabetic inmate through the thick glass partition window that separated us.

“You are?” I smiled.

“Yes, Ma’am. Thank you for your help,” she added as she put a drop of blood into the test strip in our Accucheck machine.

“That’s great! I hope you will take good care of yourself and will try your best to not be back here,” I softly stated.

“Yes, Ma’am,” as she injected her morning insulin dose from a tiny syringe I gave.

“Please follow up with your primary doctor outside. And if you don’t have any, I just want to inform you that you can also go to the county’s hospital so someone there can treat you for free. Okay?” I advised.

“Don’t be afraid. You can always go there if you need help with your medical condition.”

“Thank you for letting me know. Yes, I will,” as she turned her back and sat on one of the chairs in the waiting area and another diabetic came to me after her.

I was charting all the female diabetics’ blood sugar level in our log book when the thought came to me. I could just imagine the mixed emotions that inmate was going through prior to her pending freedom. Excitement and happiness, yet with fear at the same time. Being incarcerated for so long, she might not have the means to be able to do well at first. Sometimes, it would be hard to find a decent job because of her crimes recorded.

We are that way as God’s children. Watched over and guided as we grow in our character. We need renewing of our minds to gain strength prior to us flying higher to accomplish the work that the Lord had started in each of us. We wait with excitement. We leap for joy with the newly-found freedom. But this doesn’t mean that the take-off is always smooth. Sometimes, we’ll fall. Sometimes, we won’t have the strength we need to fly. But we shouldn’t be afraid. Even if the fiercest storms loom in the horizon. Because fear is not from Him. Though fear is beneficial when it applies to having reverential fear of the Lord. That is the beginning of wisdom [Psalm 111:10 - “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all who follow his precepts have good understanding. To Him belongs eternal praise.”]

The type that is not beneficial is when we are being overpowered by the spirit of fear. Best thing to do is for us to draw nearer to God. To trust in Him completely.

“For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.” - 2 Timothy 1:7

Our Father in heaven knows our difficulties, our sufferings. He knows our desires, ambitions or hope. If we want to soar high, whether we fail or not, just trust Him. 100%. He is the One Who helps us accomplish our dreams or desires, when we commit it to Him. Because He loves us. First.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." - Jeremiah 29:11


So, now that you’ve found the freedom that comes from Christ, go on…Don’t be afraid…Fly high! Because the Holy Spirit is the Air that will lift us and bring us to places where God wants us to be…


Proverbs 3:5-6 :
“5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; 6in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.”

Isaiah 40:31:
“but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”

Crank up your volume and enjoy:

He Made Me Angry

Anticipating a man who might need a med neb treatment for complaint of difficulty breathing, I started preparing all the gadgets I needed to initiate the treatment. So as not to waste time knowing that I just had an inmate who was not responding to any medication from his asthma attack few days ago.

Gathering the albuterol solution, and while telling the LVN’s about this sick call request, one of the medication nurses asked me if it was Mr. W. coming.

“Yes,” “Why? What’s up with him?”

“He got so upset with me because he wanted his bedtime Keppra, yet it was only ordered for mornings.”

“Oh no!” “I bet you, he was more than upset about this and doesn’t really have problem with his breathing,” I sensed it right away.

As I was laying down the stuff I needed, a shackled inmate walked in, escorted by their unit deputy. He was belligerent and was just talking, complaining rapidly, demanding for all his needs. He was so loud that every medical staff’s head turned to him.

I motioned for him to sit down, next to all the gadgets I had prepared earlier.

“Sir, what brings you here?” “Are you really having trouble breathing? What are your medical conditions?”

“You should know that! Don’t you have my chart? You guys don’t do anything anyway.”

Trying to remain patient, the deputy cut him off and warned him that he would be put to discipline for disrespecting me. Usually, I would allow the deputy to do their jobs of yelling at the inmates being disobedient or just plainly rude with staff, like me. But this time, seeing how he was acting, I couldn’t tolerate his behavior and knew I had to say something about that.

“Sir, for the record, yes, I do know your medical conditions before you came down here. But I always ask anyone who comes here sick, to double-check with them. So that if there are any medical or mental problems that are not addressed before, I usually add it and have the doctor see….”

“What? You don’t give me my meds anyway? How about my medication for my emphysema?” he loudly interrupted me. Sensing that the deputy was truly upset with him this time, I felt that he wanted to shove him against the wall for being so disrespectful with anyone from the start. But giving respect to me, he remained calm and hearing that I was able to defend myself, he let me do my thing. I nodded at him as if to give me time to talk with this belligerent inmate.

“You are not having trouble breathing, I can tell you that. Do not fake your medical emergencies or I can put you on discipline. You are down here because you want your meds that are not given. May I tell you som…”

“I don’t really care. I don’t give a _ _ _ _! You guys don’t do anything!”

“One more time…You’re gonna’ get it! Do not interrupt her! I’m warning you again! Don’t interrupt her!” intervened the deputy while he kept on letting me speak for myself.

“Where are my bedtime meds?” he continued to mumble.

“It was only…”

“How come they didn’t give me my bedtime dose?” he interrupted me again.

This time, I raised my voice a little with authority, “Will you let me speak? Every time I try to speak, you keep interrupting me with your dirty mouth! How are you going to understand if you are not giving me a chance to even review your chart? You come here like you’re the only sick inmate. There are more than 3,000 of you here. And a big number is sick, a lot sicker than you. But if you are being patient, our doctor here tries to address everyone’s medical issue.”

I’m surprised that there was no interruption this time. He just glanced at me and shut his mouth as he didn’t expect for me to raise my voice.

“The doctor just ordered your medication to be twice a day. It wasn’t put in the computer yet as we are still doing the orders from our doctor. When you asked the LVN earlier in your unit, she couldn’t give it to you because the new order for twice a day was not put in our system yet. So, I’ll go ahead and give you the bedtime dose now.”

He remained silent with me, but still was just talking back with his unit deputy. I’m glad the deputy remained calm. I knew he was giving me respect…Still…this man would be put on discipline because he talked back with profanities to the deputy. Getting up from his chair, his mouth continued to complain…

“Thank you, Ma’am,” uttered the deputy.

“No. Thank you…” I knew he got my message of him being calm despite the nasty behavior we witnessed. And of him letting me speak for myself!

The inmate couldn’t look me in the eye. He remained loud the whole time but was not even looking at me nor complaining to me.

I got angry at that inmate. With his disrespectful behavior. That was just uncalled for. All of us struggle with anger…Don’t we all say “Jesus showed righteous anger?” He did at the temple. But it was because he saw that people were disrespecting God. And taking advantage of the poor. Jesus got angry whenever the poor were mistreated. He became indignant when the children were not allowed to see him. His was all display of righteous anger. He got angry when others were mistreated yet he wasn’t angry when he was treated unfairly. How did he react when people treated him unjustly? He said on the cross, “Father, forgive them.”

Anger is not always wrong but we have to be careful that it doesn’t turn us into evil. If our being angry just serves our own desires or purposes, then that’s not righteous anger.

“26In your anger do not sin: Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, 27and do not give the devil a foothold.” ~ Ephesians 4:26-27

Let's Work Together

I hate the fact that I don’t feel unity at my workplace. It probably sounds true to some of you, where you work. Don’t get me wrong! Yes, we, medical staff, help each other during crisis at work, like treating emergencies, helping out each other when the load is too much for one. But I’m talking about the bias I feel and is evident. Like some leaders would favor some group, though they are lazy. They don’t see it that way. Things like that. So, some of the load are done by others who don’t mind doing the work without complaining.

I wish our highest manager would come down and visit all...Like a surprise and really see who’s working hard and who is not. Who is gossiping and sleeping at work instead of doing what they were hired to do. Things like that.

Sometimes, maybe it’s better, like in a church, there is a division. 1 Corinthians 11:19 says that “For there must also be factions among you, in order that those who are approved may have become evident among you.” But we all know, too much of a thing always end up in disaster.

I think it is a sign that we fall from the truth when we see bickering and disunity among us, Christians. Even sadder in our spiritual state when we are like this because we don’t need a surprise visit from our Manager. He sees it all. Jesus is not divided. We are.

I can hear Him saying everyday:

“Make my joy complete by being of the same mind, maintaining the same love, united in spirit, intent on one purpose.” - Philippians 2:2 [NASB]

Our kind of worship does not affect our salvation. It’s sad when one’s pride gets in the way instead of having God’s love in our hearts. Maybe it’s time to say: “Let’s work together despite our differences”, instead of “I’m right, you’re wrong.”

[Someone surely is having fun watching us divided, instead of being united in Christ]…



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Concern and Compassion

"If you think you are too important to help someone in need, you are only fooling yourself. You are really a nobody." - Galatians 6:3

“Over here, nurse!” exclaimed a still sleepy inmate from among the others who were roused by the sudden bright lights that were turned on from their unit’s control. His face looked sleepy yet so much concern was painted over his cellie [cellmate] who was down on the floor.

The deputy told us the rest. That inmate was holding the downed inmate with all his strength as he started having seizure, and made sure he won’t hit his head on the metal bunk bed nor on the floor. He got hit with the seizuring inmate’s flopping arm on his right eye.

As we treated the downed inmate first and after stabilizing his condition, the other nurse was summoned by the deputy to look at the injured inmate who tried to help the man with the seizure.

“What? There is nothing wrong with your eye! It would be okay!” uttered the other nurse loudly and very audible to others who were now all conscious of the incident. “Be a man!” she continued…

“What do you mean it’s okay? It got hit!” he said like a little child.

I glanced at his direction. Seeing it was only slightly red and not bleeding nor bluish, I hollered, “Sir, it looks okay right now. But if in case you would feel something that gets worse with the coming days, I want you to please put a nurse sick call so we can evaluate it again.”

Seeing his frustration with the other nurse, he turned his head toward me and with a soft voice replied, “Thank you, Ma’am for letting me know.” He nodded his head once as he acknowledged my advice.

“Does it hurt?“ I queried.

“Not yet,” he replied.

“Good…But like what I said, if anything gets worse, let the bubble [unit deputy/control] know.”

“Thank you, Ma’am.”

The ambulance finally arrived and took the downed inmate to be brought to the county’s hospital.

“See ya later buddy!” yelled the inmate who helped him.

Jonah was given a task by the Lord to bring His message to the people of Nineveh, to turn away from their sins. Jonah knew that doing so, the people would turn from their sins and worship God, even if his preaching would be weak, because of the power of God’s message. But he hated the Assyrians [people of Nineveh]. He wanted vengeance, not mercy given to them. So he ran…He thought he could...

He went on board a ship leaving for Tarshish. But as the boat was sailing along, the Lord flung a powerful wind over the sea, causing a violent storm that threatened to sink the boat [Jonah1:4].

“Throw me into the sea,” Jonah said, “and it will become calm again. For I know that this terrible storm is all my fault.”

“Instead, the sailors tried even harder to row the boat ashore. But the stormy sea was too violent for them, and they couldn’t make it.”- Jonah 1:12,13

That inmate who helped another and those sailors who tried to save Jonah’s life showed more compassion than that nurse and Jonah. The nurse didn’t want to do any extra work. Jonah didn’t want to do God’s task of trying to save the people of Nineveh from His judgment.

Believers must be ashamed when unbelievers show more care and concern and compassion toward others. For God wants us to be concerned for all of the people, both lost and saved.

Power Struggle

“Our scientific power has outrun our spiritual power. We have guided missiles and misguided men.” ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.



Though this clip was from a jail in Los Angeles, California, the hunger for power and control between different races occur in most of the detention or correctional facilities all over the nation. It doesn’t exclude my workplace.

Careful attention is given when arrestees come in from the streets and are booked in. Even if 2 people belong to the same race, the deputies who assign the housing for them have to make sure that they don’t miss any crucial information about these people. Being a gang member while the other may not be, is a thing to consider so that fights are avoided.

No matter how careful, fights do occur. And where there are big fights, nurses are very much involved in evaluating and treating injuries. It’s even harder when there is a great number involved. Triaging whoever is bleeding and most of them are. Sometimes, unfortunately, there are fatalities.

It’s sad when that kind of mentality of “I’m better than you” or “I’m stronger than you” exist inside these thick walls. And colors matter. The fact is: they are all inmates, no matter what color, no matter what social backgrounds. They all committed crimes outside and they are there to pay for those crimes.

It is sad when Christians also fight and hurt the cause for Christ. True Christians should not persecute each other. Unfortunately, this is still happening from many centuries ago up to this time. [From Life Application Bible; emphasis is mine]:

Paul once envisioned a church where all the Jews and Gentiles would be united in their love of God and in obedience to Christ. While respecting God’s law, this ideal church would look to Christ alone for salvation. A person’s ethnic background and social status would not be significant [Galatians 3:28 - “There is no longer Jew or Gentile, slave or free, male or female. For you are all Christians - you are one in Christ Jesus.”]

“Accept Christians who are weak in faith, and don’t argue with them about what they think is right or wrong.” - Romans 14:1

“Who are you to condemn God’s servants? They are responsible to the Lord, so let him tell them whether they are right or wrong. The Lord’s power will help them do as they should.” - Romans 14:4

“For we are not our own masters when we live or when we die. While we live, we live to please the Lord. And when we die, we go to be with the Lord. So in life and in death, we belong to the Lord. Christ died and rose again for this very purpose, so that he might be Lord of those who are alive and of those who have died.” - Romans 14:7-9

“So why do you condemn another Christian? Why do you look down on another Christian? Remember, each of us will stand personally before the judgment seat of God. For the Scriptures say, “ ‘As surely as I live,’ says the Lord, ‘every knee will bow to me and every tongue will confess allegiance to God.” - Romans 14:10,11

“Yes, each of us will give personal account to God. So don’t condemn each other anymore. Decide instead to live in such a way that you will not put an obstacle in another Christian’s path.” - Romans 14:12,13

“For the Kingdom of God is not a matter of what we eat or drink, but of living a life of goodness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit. If you serve Christ with this attitude, you will please God. And other people will approve of you, too. So then, let us aim for harmony in the church and try to build each other up.” - Romans 14:17-19

I Refuse

“No! I’d rather not get my insulin because I know I’m gonna’ crash by noon!” uttered a female inmate, whose walks were aided with a cane she held with her right hand.

“Ma’am, you have the right to refuse. But I want to make sure that you understand the possible consequences if you don’t get your insulin. Your blood sugar is okay at this time. Because the insulin is helping you. But if you refuse and then, eat your breakfast, your sugar level will go higher,” I informed her.

“No! It’s okay. I know myself. I know it will go down,” she insisted.

Pulling a refusal form of treatment, I wrote the necessary information on the “fill-in-the-blanks” part of it, as I continued to speak with her:

“If you think that you always crash by noon, how come you don’t tell the deputy in your unit? Because they’re good at sending you down here so we can always check your blood sugar or one of us can even go to your unit if you feel like your sugar level is low,” I sort of persuaded her knowing the risks are greater than her thinking that she was saving herself.

“Our doctor has this plan of giving you this amount of insulin. If your sugar level is way high or low, they do make adjustments as they review your records, time after time,” I added.

She just smiled. Taking the pen I offered, she marked that refusal form with her signature, the date and the time. I wrote the rest: of the reason why she refused and that she was informed and aware of the possible consequences.

Hobbling with her cane, she disappeared from my sight as she was led out to the Female side of the Clinic, back to their units. Together with other female diabetics. I would see her again. I wasn’t sure if she would ever change her mind.


Just wondering what the Lord is telling you in relation to this story, my friends?


This is what came to my mind: God has devised a plan, too for all humanity. He sent Jesus, His Son, to pay for our sins. His plan of salvation was accomplished when Jesus died on the cross for you and me. Yes, we’ve heard about His plan. Yet, He is giving us all the choice. We can either choose to accept His offer of salvation or we can choose to refuse and ignore it.

Knowing that Jesus died on the cross to save us from sins is not enough. We need to receive Jesus by faith, as an act of our will.

“For if you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For it is by believing in your heart that you are made right with God, and it is by confessing with your mouth that you are saved. As the Scripture tell us, “Anyone who believes in him will not be disappointed.” - Romans 10:9-11

And when we refuse, the destination is not a desirable place to be: apart from God. The place called “hell”. So, would you rather accept or refuse “Jesus Christ”? Hell is real.



“And all who believe in God’s Son have eternal life. Those who don’t obey the Son will never experience eternal life, but the wrath of God remains upon them.” -John 3:36

“That is the way it will be at the end of the world. The angels will come and separate the wicked people from the godly, throwing the wicked into the fire. There will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.” - Matthew 13:49,50

“And death and the grave were thrown into the lake of fire. This is the second death - the lake of fire. And anyone whose name was not found recorded in the Book of Life was thrown into the lake of fire.” - Revelation 20:14,15

I Can't Breathe

One nurse and I ran to our supply room and prepared the equipments needed for a med neb treatment. We were anticipating for the arrival of an inmate having labored breathing from his asthma attacks. The other nurse recognized the name. He just came back for the same problem from ER the previous night.

Gasping for air, it was a struggle for him to take in some air. The wheezes were so audible, I didn’t need to listen with my stethoscope. He was holding on to a couple of newly-prescribed inhalers that obviously were not working throughout the night. The med neb was not working. He remained struggling for breath. We summoned the doctor, who fortunately came in early to review some inmates’ charts.

“I can’t breathe,” he said without the words, as he coughed from having tight airways.

“Give him Epi! 1 mg!” he ordered to one of the nurses as I started the paperworks, knowing that this inmate needed to go to ER STAT! [as soon as possible]. The little glass vial of Epi was broken and after withdrawn with a syringe was given to the muscle of his right arm. Somehow, his oxygen level in the blood was at its best -100% saturation and would only drop down to 96-97%. But he remained out of breath, as his respirations became more shallow and faster.

“Doc, you want to upgrade the ambulance to code 3?” I suggested.

“I just did. You’re right. We’re not gonna’ wait for another 20 minutes with him breathing like this,” he calmly responded as he sat on a chair across from the patient, monitoring him the whole time.

“Try to relax,” I reassured the inmate. “I know it’s easier said than done, but the ambulance is on its way. Try to hang on…We’ll be here and won’t leave you until help arrives, okay?”

He calmly nodded his head. Though struggling for air, he felt reassured that many nurses and the doctor were surrounding him with his struggle. All of the staff knew, he could pass out any minute if his airway started closing in. He didn’t know we were on a stand-by because it could be possible that we might do CPR if he lost consciousness.

“Give him another Epi of 1mg,” ordered the same doctor. Still no relief. But he remained calm. Every minute felt like years. As we watched him still helplessly trying to get air despite the best efforts we could give. Suddenly, the sounds of careening wheels from a guerney came in plain view. The staff was relieved. Help finally came. So he could be transported to the nearest ER and be treated with other stuff we didn’t have and not allowed to be performed in that setting.

“I hope you feel better soon!” I waved at him.

He managed to smile. In between those struggling gasps, I knew he felt better to see that help arrived. He would make it. I knew in my heart, he would. Because he trusted us.

How could a man behind bars tell a church to rejoice, instead of panicking of what awaited? Paul said, “Always be full of joy in the Lord, I say it again - rejoice!” [Philippians 4:4]. Paul taught us that our inner attitudes do not have to reflect our outward circumstances.

As we struggle in many areas of our lives, when we accept God’s offer of help, we, too can smile and be joyful amidst the times of troubles as long as we remain trusting in Him.

Jesus is our only Savior Who can rescue us from going into panic modes because He can give anyone peace. Just have faith and believe!

“Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need and thank Him for all He has done. If you do this, you will experience God’s peace which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.” - Philippians 4:6,7

Jesus is the air we breathe when we believe and trust in Him!

Inmates singing "This Is the Air I Breathe":



This is the air I breathe
This is the air I breathe
Your holy presence living in me

This is my daily bread
This is my daily bread
Your very word spoken to me

And I, I'm desperate for you
And I, I'm I'm lost without you



This is the air I breathe
This is the air I breathe
Your holy presence living in me

This is my daily bread
This is my daily bread
Your very word spoken to me

And I, I'm desperate for you
And I, I'm I'm lost without you

And I, I'm desperate for you,
And I, I'm lost without you,

I'm lost without you,
I'm lost without you.
I'm lost without you.
I'm lost without you [Jesus]

Passing On God's Love

God’s greatest attribute is love. Love describes who God is and how He feels about us - that He desires to be with us and have an eternal union with us. God commands that we love Him and one another. It is through loving Him that we discover how much we are loved by Him, and then we are able to pass that love on to others. Love is the soul’s greatest need, and even our health is better when we know that we are loved. Love brings security and calms us. Every other virtue has love as its foundation. [The Pursuit Of Virtues, 1999].

“Love one another, as I have loved you.” - John 15:12

Passing God’s love on you, precious friends…To God be the glory!



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Agape Love

It’s not easy to look at incarcerated inmates without doubting them, judging them, disliking them, rejecting them. The only way is to be able to taste “agape” love. Agape love is a self-sacrifice kind of love. Agape love is of God, which is His nature. [1John 4:8 - “God is love.”].

Everything that God does flows from His love. He loves because that is His nature. He loves all of us, even the unlovable! Not that anyone deserves it, but because that is His nature to do so. God’s love was shown to us on the cross, where Christ died to save us, sinners. He paid that ultimate sacrifice for those He loves. That is a sacrificial act. Sacrificial love is not based on a feeling but a determined act of the will and a joyful resolve to put others’ welfare above your own. It doesn’t come naturally to us. If we love God, then, that agape love can emanate from its True Source.

“And this expectation will not disappoint us. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love.” - Romans 5:5

When we have that love in our hearts, then, we can obey what Jesus said, “So now I am giving you a new commandment: Love each other. Just as I have loved you, you should love each other.” - John 13:34

Let us desire this highest, purest kind of love: AGAPE…Unconditional. Selfless. Always giving.

The Gold Teeth Turned Into Iron

“Life is all about timing... the unreachable becomes reachable, the unavailable become available, the unattainable... attainable. Have the patience, wait it out. It's all about timing.” ~ Stacey Charter

Last month, after my son’s usual orthodontic appointment, the Orthodontist advised that he needed to have all his 4 wisdom teeth extracted as they were just crowding the rest of his teeth as they came out. They were not impacted.

We were disappointed as this could have been done at that time, while he was on vacation. It would make it tougher as he went back to school at that time. My son never wanted to miss any classes as much as possible. And being interested in tennis, he got concerned that he would not be able to play if the procedure was done during the weekdays.

It took another 2 weeks from our insurance to reply to his dentist’s referral to another oral surgeon. But from my past experiences, I had learned not to worry and knew it had to happen in God’s perfect time. The letter came one day. The request was DENIED!!! That meant, my hubby and I would have to pay from our own pocket. You know now what the title is all about as you read this. And the procedure wouldn’t be cheap! It might amount to $4,000 something, depending on what would be done. [So much so for having insurance…].

Then, our dental office referred us to another oral surgeon who was maybe 15 minutes away. But knowing in the afternoon, the traffic gets awfully bad, we would have to risk going there. So, I called two days ago to set up an appointment for anything late in the afternoon. Nothing! Everything was early in the morning. I didn’t set up an appointment. I told the receptionist that I wanted to involve my son with the decision, yes, even with setting up an appointment. I respect his request to avoid pulling him out of school if it could be prevented.

Somewhere along this, when his braces were done, my hubby remembered [I should say God made him remember?] that…that particular office [my son's orthodontist place which was 5 minutes away] offered a dental plan. So, off he went [to my son’s orthodontist office and the dental office was right there, too]. Yes!!! God approved that plan. We just need to pay $80 [covers the whole year] and for the procedure? Check this out! $17 and a few cents! For the 4 teeth that needed to be extracted. God is sooooooooo good! And why did I blog about it? Because I want to thank Him and share this experience with you [though it might bore you]….And another lesson learned how important it truly is…to wait for His perfect timing. Patience…counts. And He does really love to give good gifts!!!

And since God brought you here to let you know that He can turn “gold teeth” into “iron” [as nothing is impossible with Him], would you please pray for my son who is having this procedure this Friday, the 12th. What’s another awesome thing about it? He doesn’t have school this Friday. It is a holiday. Then, he has 2 days [weekends] to rest. So, hopefully, he can still train by Monday with the rest of his tennis team. To God be the glory! Even if He doesn’t answer our petitions, just remain trusting in Him…Thank You Lord! For everything that You give us. Thank You Lord for making it known that You are here, actively working in our lives. You are here to help us out in times of need. May I never forget to praise You and thank You for the rest of my life. May I thank you even more during times of victories, when I'm on top of the mountains, when I'm filled with so many blessings. Knowing that it's not what I did. But because of what You did. Thank You for Who You are. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.

Thank You Lord!

Rejected...Denied...

“But why won’t you give me an extra towel that I can roll so I can lift my head up? I know I need another one. I saw the doctor wrote it down,” said an annoyed male inmate who just returned from the county’s hospital after being treated for his right eye that was swollen and had bled in the white part of his eye. He was fighting against the cop so he got hit with an object on that particular eye when he was being arrested.

“Sir, I’m not going to keep repeating myself here. I already told you and this is the third time. I already had given you a permission to use an extra towel and that’s mainly to be used as a cold compress for your eye to prevent swelling,” I firmly answered.

“But…”

“Sir?”

“Just because you heard from other inmates what they got, doesn’t mean you’re going to get it. It depends on your injury and if there is no order from the doctor, nurses can’t give it to you. I told you earlier, you would be seen by our jail doctor for a follow-up. Then, go ahead and tell him so if he feels like you need it, he will write an order.”

“They didn’t even order pain meds but I’m giving you some of what I’m allowed to give you so you can be comfortable,” I added.

“I don’t understand. I had an injury like others…I know it’s going to help….”he mumble. Then...:

“Stop it! That’s enough!” a loud remark cut through from the deputy standing nearby.

“She was so nice with you yet you won’t listen. Not all your requests are going to be given. She kept explaining but it’s not sinking in your brain!” he yelled.

“Now, you can go back to your unit!” he commanded.

He looked at me. With head bowed low, he briefly glanced at me and uttered, “I’m sorry, Ma’am. Sorry about that. And thank you so much for giving my eye medications and pain medications.”

“I hope you feel better. Don’t rub your eyes and you can also request to be seen by us if you feel that it’s not improving after using the medications,” I reassured him that his behavior did not bother me.

I knew it was frustrating for him not to get what he wanted. But issuing things even extra towels could be used by these inmates to make something that they could think of. They had all the time to improvise to make things like weapons or shanks. Or if suicidal, could be used to harm even their own selves. Just because he had an eye injury did not mean he would get what he wanted and asked for.

Do you know the other side of Jesus? He exposed those people who sounded religious but had no personal relationship with him. On “judgment day”, only our relationship with Christ and our obedience to him will matter. Some will be denied to be let in into His Kingdom. Some will be rejected.

“21 Not all people who sound religious are really godly. They may refer to me as ‘Lord’, but they still won’t enter the Kingdom of Heaven. The decisive issue is whether they obey my Father in heaven. 22 On judgment day many will tell me, ‘Lord, Lord, we prophesied in your name and cast out demons in your name and performed many miracles in your name.’ 23 But I will reply, ‘I never knew you. Go away; the things you did were unauthorized.” ~ Matthew 7:21-23

It's Time To Wake Up

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“What happened?” I asked the female diabetic inmate as she was walking in, yawning and rubbing her right eye.

“I had done all the accuchecks [blood sugar checks] with the rest of the group and I noticed you weren’t with them. How are you anyway?”

“Sorry, they didn’t call me. Good morning, Ma'am,” she replied smiling as she had known me from the past accuchecks time. With her tone of voice comfortable to talk to me in that manner, in a friendly way yet without disrespecting me.

“I’m sure they did [referring to the person who handles all the controls in their unit]. I spoke with her and said that she kept calling you but you didn’t come out. You know, I’d still call for you anyway, right? It has to be done before you eat and you need your insulin dose.”

“Sorry again, Ma’am. Thank you for calling for me,” as she grabbed the Accucheck machine and poked her finger.

“11 Another reason for right living is that you know how late it is; time is running out. Wake up, for the coming of our salvation is nearer now than we first believed. 12 The night is almost gone; the day of salvation will soon be here. So don’t live in darkness. Get rid of your evil deeds. Shed them like dirty clothes. Clothe yourself with the armor of right living, as those who live in the light. 13 We should be decent and true in everything we do, so that everyone can approve of our behavior. Don’t participate in wild parties and getting drunk, or in adultery and immoral living, or in fighting and jealousy. 14 But let the Lord Jesus Christ take control of you, and don’t think of ways to indulge your evil desires.” ~ Romans 13:11-14

It’s time to wake up from our deep spiritual sleep!

C 2 8

Many inmates get tattoos to make a statement. It makes them feel they belong to a certain group where they can be identified. Some state power with affiliations to some powerful gangs that run outside and inside the prison walls.

Yesterday, after my time with the Lord, I had gone off for my scheduled eye exam. By God’s grace, everything was the same. Except I still needed to get a pair of new specs as my old one’s coating started peeling. I needed to see!!!

When my loving hubby came home, he accompanied me to Lenscrafters in the mall nearby so I can have a new pair within just a few hours. After measuring everything and finding what I liked, we took a stroll around the mall to kill time as my glasses were being made. By the time we have went up and down the 2-story level, there was still 15 minutes remaining. So, instead of going back to Lenscrafters, we decided to turn to its right corner and saw some stores we haven’t seen before. C28...A store caught our eyes immediately. Looking like a shop for teenagers shirts, we looked closer and saw all the Word printed on their shirts, jeans, stickers, everything! It was a Christian store. The sweet, young lady said that it had been there for 8 years. Yet, we never knew. Why C28? It was taken from Colossians 2:8. So, they had a lot of products sharing the “NOT OF THIS WORLD” messages or “NOTW” for short. And yes, they share the Good News if given an opportunity and she said that some teenagers walked into that store and left...Saved. Glory to God!

As I woke up this morning, C28 was on my mind:

“Don’t let anyone lead you astray with empty philosophy and high-sounding nonsense that come from human thinking and from the evil powers of this world, and not from Christ.” - Colossians 2:8

But let me back up and start from verse 6:

“And now, just as you accepted Christ Jesus as your Lord, you must continue to live in obedience to him.”

Verse 7: “Let your roots grow down into him and draw up nourishment from him, so you will grow in faith, strong and vigorous in the truth you were taught. Let your lives overflow with thanksgiving for all he has done.”

In relation to tattoos and body piercings, it is good to always ask God to bless that particular activity for His purposes [1 Corinthians 10:31 - “so whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God”]. But if there is a room for doubt whether it pleases God, then it’s best not to participate in that kind of activity. [Romans 14:23 - “But if people have doubts about whether they should eat something, they shouldn’t eat it. They would be condemned for not acting in faith before God. If you do anything you believe is not right, you are sinning.”].

Pray for wisdom and ask the Lord to provide pure motives and discernment.

1 Corinthians 10:23 - “You say, ‘I am allowed to do anything’ - but not everything is helpful. You say, ‘I am allowed to do anything’ - but not everything is beneficial.”

Remember that we have a special tattoo when we came to Christ...Our new commitment to God is tattooed [written] on our hearts, not our bodies. ["When you came to Christ, you were circumcised, but not by a physical procedure. It was a spiritual procedure - the cutting away of your sinful nature. For you were buried with Christ when you were baptized. And with him you were raised to a new life because you trusted the mighty power of God, Who raised Christ from the dead." - Colossians 2:11-12].

It Always Brings Me To Tears

This song always brings me to tears. As I do so right now that I am typing my thoughts and worship Him this morning. Lately, the Lord has bringing to mind to "always look up to Him as He was nailed on that cross". Going through trials or not, I know He is reminding me of His faithful and unconditional love. Day after day. Like what He is doing now to me. He is reminding me that He gave His life for me [us] because He loved me [us]first. This morning, I felt like taking a blog break. And seek Him first in everything and surrender everything. I don't know at this time. I know where He wants me to go first. To be at the foot of the cross and "look up" to Him. Let His blood drip over me. Be cleansed. Be healed.

Friends, there is nothing more or less that we can do that will make our Lord love us more. He loves us. Period. We have received His gift of forgiveness. But it doesn't stop there. He wants us to look up to Him and be cleansed. Day after day. We need daily repentance. And submit everything to His Lordship.

"And now, dear brothers and sisters, let me say one more thing as I close this letter. Fix your thoughts on what is true and honorable and right. Think about things that are pure and lovely and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise." - Philippians 4:8

Who is true? Honorable? Righteous? Pure? Lovely? Admirable? Excellent? Worthy of praise?

None but Jesus!!! Let us put Jesus into our minds.

O Lord, thank You for reminding me to look up to You on that cross. Like what that song said, You thought of us above all...Help us do the same. To focus our minds and hearts on You. Above all...Thank You for loving us first. Your cross...A plus [+] sign. That's what we get when we start living our lives with You. Everything is a plus. Thank You Lord for Your wisdom. Thank You Lord for Your guidance. Thank You Lord for Your healing. Thank You Lord for all Your provisions. Thank You Lord for Your love and mercy. I love You Lord.

Lord, I want nothing or no one else but You. Use me Lord and let Your will be done for the rest of my life's journey. In Jesus' Name. Amen.

Cancer Had Been Cured

“The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me, because the Lord has anointed me to preach the good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn, and provide for those who grieve in Zion - to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning,and a garment of praise instead a spirit of despair.”
- Isaiah 61:1-3 [NIV]

Cancer…Who doesn’t know cancer? It affects anyone. Anywhere. An awful disease that claimed my loving father’s life back in December 2007. Diagnosed with colon cancer in 2005, it slowly spread and progressed toward devastation. It hurt him. It hurt us. His children. And many others who knew and loved my father.

Grimacing in pain at times, he kept silent. He wanted to show he was strong. He showed he was at peace at the same time. Marked by quiet rests as he laid on his bed, unable to get up anymore. For a little over 2 weeks. As my brothers and I constantly surrounded him. Buying more time to tell him how much we loved him. Feeling a hole growing inside our hearts. The size of our father.

I treasured his hugs and kisses the more. Knowing how much strength it took him to wrap his arm around me. The way he told me he loved me with every precious breath. The way he kissed me on my forehead or cheeks, lifting his weary body just to be able to do so. Same with my grown-up brothers, nestled in his arms, as we each took turn. One softly caressing the wrinkled forehead, as I applied lotion on his weary feet that used to sail many oceans when he was younger.

Laughter filled his house as many teardrops fell. Laughter that echoed in that tiny room filled with his family and friends. They were mostly tears of happiness. As my father loved to joke around. People came in crying. But they left smiling or laughing. Neighbors were often wondering why we all looked happy. Despite the imminent arrival of “Death” at my father’s house.

He said, “Let them wonder. Because for the first time, they would remember a person who passed away with his family and friends laughing and celebrating, instead of mourning.”

Cancer could be prevented. Even cured if diagnosed early. But the etiology has been a mystery.

Except…I have known about a Healer Who loves to heal us all from sins’ cancer. This spiritual cancer had spread so much since a forbidden fruit was eaten at the garden of Eden. But God had an immediate plan. Way before. He sent His miraculous healing. His love. By the death of His own Son. Yes! That was “love” crucified on that wooden cross. Because of His shed blood, He conquered cancer. And other illnesses, known or not known in this world.

We are healed that is…if the cancer-stricken spirit believes what He did and accepts His gift of love and forgiveness.

Love soothes pain. Love mends a broken heart. Love brings along with it: joy, peace and hope. Joy and peace…The ability to celebrate despite the circumstances surrounding a sick and weary soul. And hope that death is not the end of life. It’s only the beginning of an eternal journey. Promised by His love. Jesus’ unconditional love.

Love that my father had received after losing my mother years before him. No wonder! He could smile. He could laugh. He had comfort. He was strong. Despite knowing death would come any minute to end his earthly journey. And as he breathed his last, I knew then that he won his battle. Cancer would never defeat a saved soul. My father was right. I was joyful for his departure, knowing that his destination was what we all longed for. A place of rest. A place where there would be no more pain. No more tears. No more suffering. A place where a mansion was prepared for those who loved the Healer.

“Death has been swallowed up in victory
Where O Death is your victory?
Where O Death is your sting?
~ 1 Corinthians 15:54-55 [NIV]

Something beautiful halted that ugliness. The beauty of love that came from the One and only true Savior. Cancer…After all…was defeated. Cured. Nailed on the cross thousands of years ago…

“Surely he took up our infirmities
and carried our sorrows,
yet we considered him stricken by God,
smitten by him, and afflicted.

“But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was upon him,
and by his wounds we are healed.”

~ Isaiah 53:4,5 [NIV]


"Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name.
Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven..."

I Blew A Fuse

Sometime last year…I was endlessly working. Part of it, was my nature. To give everything I have. Only for the Big Boss. I would always be grateful for this job He gave me as a Correctional Nurse. It was not easy. But the joy of being able to help out to the hurting souls gave me accomplishments deep inside that has far more value than earth’s money or gold.

The other part was because of the Supervisor or Charge Nurse was also telling me “Do this! Do that when you’re done!” Patiently, I had been following her wishes. Until my neck got achier and it felt like I couldn’t go on anymore [I had a neck injury in 1997]. It wasn’t about her telling me what to do. It was about her telling us to do work first that were not nursing kind of stuff. You know, like filing papers. Cleaning the exam rooms after. Calling some inmates middle of the night to make sure they were okay when the sick call was usually done in the morning. In their units.

I heard Paul’s voice saying: [Romans 13:1 -”For there is no authority except from God and the authorities that exist are from God.”].

I even heard Peter from the back of my mind, too: “For the Lord’s sake, accept all authority - the king as head of state, and the officials he has appointed.” -1Peter 2:13-14

“Rcubes…Can you also do the blood pressure checks in unit 8?”, she uttered as I was barely done from charting on an inmate’s chart after a non-emergent sick call. Mind you, this was also done by the LVN's in the morning.

Would you believe RCUBES got upset? That was it! The anger meter went up the roof! A fuse blew up! As I kept telling myself, “be slow to anger Rosel! Be slow to anger!” I didn’t say anything. She noticed. Because I usually had the enthusiasm to work. Most of the time, without being told.

“Do you have a problem?” she asked.

“Yes, I do!” I answered really loud and with a higher tone of voice that surprised my co-workers who had not seen that kind of attitude from me. I felt their sympathy. On me.

She brushed against my left shoulder and whispered, “We’ll talk later, okay?”

“No!” I said with defiance she did not expect.

To make this long story short, I didn’t talk with her not until the following week that I was scheduled to work.

“Hi, Nurse Z!” I softly greeted her as I walked into the Clinic.

“Would it be okay with you, if you have a minute, to talk with me?”

“Sure,” she said as she got up and led me to her office.

As I heard the door closed behind us, I started, “I’m sorry for the behavior I had shown you last week. The reason I got upset was because you were non-stop telling me what to do. You know you never have a problem with me when it comes to work. Because I don’t need to be told. But most of the stuff you told me to do was not even related to our work. Which was fine. If we have a quiet night. You know that I also like to help out others whenever I can. But you knew we were busy that night. It just got to me as I started feeling my neck hurting more.”

She just kept staring. Not saying a word. Digesting all the words that were coming out like a flowing river. I saw her eyes got teary.

“I didn’t talk to you when you offered that night, because I was so angry and I didn’t want to face you that way. I know that in my anger, it would be easy to say things that I wouldn’t mean or even regret much later. And it would be so easy to destroy someone even with words.”

Still no words from her. She was meeting my own straight gaze.

“I just want to let you know that I’m very sorry.”

“Okay. Thanks for telling me,” were the only words she uttered as on-lookers were staring at the two of us as we walked out of that room. They were wondering what happened but they knew it was a talk that led to healing. To straightening out what was misunderstood before.

And I felt something got lifted from my shoulder…I didn’t want to make a good impression on her. I wanted to do it Christ’s way. He always put others first.


“Then make me truly happy by agreeing wholeheartedly with each other, loving one another, and working together with one heart and purpose. Don’t be selfish; don’t live to make a good impression on others. Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourself. Don’t think only about your own affairs, but be interested in others, too and what they are doing.” - Philippians 2:2-4

With Your Power And Might

I had posted a prayer request earlier. Please scroll down to see my previous post and please visit bro. Andy's site at "Insights From The Bible."

As I came home after dropping off my son at his school, I asked for the Lord to give me a new song to praise Him as I haven't played my guitar in a while. And He is always faithful to grant that request every time we ask from our heart. Within 5-10 minutes, He gave me a song.

I want to thank You Lord for all of Your blessings. For another day in our lives. Days that go by so fast, like sands slipping through fingers. But You constantly remind us, that when we seek You first, You are always there, wanting us to do that and wants to bless us in return. Thank You Lord for Your faithful love and mercy. Thank You that we can come boldly to Your throne of grace as You see Jesus' righteousness when we do so. You provide everything. And we don't deserve anything.

Forgive us for the times that we don't seek You. When we are lost in this world's busyness and find excuses not to be still and give time to see Your face. Please forgive us when we maximize our trials and forget that there is nothing impossible with You. Give us a heart surgery Lord. And help us continue to grow in Your grace and knowledge.

Yet, You continue to love us unconditionally. I love You Lord. I pray for You to fill all of Your children's hearts with Your Spirit. So that we die everyday and let Jesus in us increase. Give us the boldness to share the Good News. Give us discernment and protect us at all times O Lord. Thank You. Praise Your Holy Name. I have witnessed the power of me just saying Your mighty Name "Jesus" and the enemy cowers.

Thank You that we have Your mighty weapons and power to be able to fight. Yes, we will stand. Even in these evil days. Because You never leave us nor forsake us. Glory be to You O Lord forever and ever. I pray all of these in Jesus' Mighty Name. Amen.


With Your Power and Might
[song by: Daddy and rcubes 2/1/10


This road was not easy for me

Sometimes, I got weak and weary

When I fell, I felt like surrendering

‘Til You came along and reached out to me


Chorus:


And this child fights with Your power and might

I don on Your armor and know that I can stand

With Jesus, I can claim a total victory

Yes, I’ll fight…with Your power…and might


This road is never easy, now I know

But the truth is that You’re there beside me

You fill me up with grace and mercy

You lived for God but you died for me


[Repeat Chorus]

Fading:


….only Jesus

…..Only with Jesus

Prayer Request

In lieu of my regular posting, this morning, as I did my devotional before my busy mornings start, a prayer request from a dear brother in Christ had caught my attention as I usually checked my bloggy friends' new posts.

I'm bringing it to your attention, prayer friends/intercessors to please visit brother Andy's site [from "Insights From The Bible]. Or you can also scroll down until you see my blog roll and click on "Insights From The Bible".

He is a great brother in Christ who loves to share God's Word in his site. Him and his wife need your prayers. Don't we all, anyway? To pray for each other, not only at times of needs but everyday, for protection. I had posted it before, when Jesus prayed for the disciples and all believers, [John 17:6-26] He didn't ask the Father to take us out of this world. He prayed for protection for His followers. Because we don't battle in our own power and might. We battle with His.

May God bless you all and thank you for coming by.

1Thessalonians 5:17 -"Never stop praying."

Ephesians 6:10 - "Be strong in the Lord's mighty power."