Honestly I have to admit, with a feeling of guilt, I forgot about it.

I was impacted, I felt God's power, His peace, when Pastor Lia prayed for me.

"Fresh oil... Open your hands and receive it..." something along that line...

Well, now I remember, clearly.

Fresh oil, new anointing. It's coming to past.

I thank God for understanding so much more.

I thank God for the ability to relate.

I thank God for revelations and convictions.

I thank God even for bad times then and now.

I thank God for them whom I've hated, and learnt to love.

God, thank You for this new anointing.

I receive it, and I will not take it for granted again.

Even You didn't take it away from me when I did, but You still chose to work through me.

If You wouldn't give up on me, You wouldn't give up on them.

This is a whole deeper revelation.

How it doesn't matter what people think and say about you...

How it's wrong to judge people by what you see and hear...

You'll never know what people are going through by such, and drawing fast conclusions wouldn't make the situation better...

If you really think about it, character issues and big mistakes don't destroy a person.

But the aftermath breaks even the toughest of hearts...

The aftermath?

When it's worse than having no one who understands, but seemingly having everyone who misunderstands...

Misunderstandings are worse than stumbling blocks...

(Well, perhaps they are the hills from which these blocks break and fall off from)

So about judging people? You choose whether to or not from your own convictions...

But before you do, think twice...

Yes, I posted at 5.49am.

Night guys.