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God's Invitation
Monday, July 5, 2010

Well yeah. Honestly speaking, I'm a little bored of writing in FAQ style. lol. Maybe I'm just not diligent enough to write a proper blog? Maybe. I don't know either.
However, I'm still living my life to the fullest. Thanks. And this story is kinda miraculous, IMHO (In my honest opinion *note that usually IMHO is in my humble opinion) lol.lol.

Well, so the story is just as simple as this. I'm not really sure whether I'm going to church or not that day. I was already late, it's 6.45 pm and the last mass that I know started at 6.30. Great. But then, don't know why, I called my friend, ellen. And there, she said there's a mass at 7 o'clock. Awesome. And there, I'm steering my car to the church, and at last I'm going to mass.

Simple. But then, I believe it was not a mere, simple coincidence that I can go to the mass. If only I didn't call ellen, if only I didn't want to check my credit, etc etc.. There's so many possibilities, and still, I've got to the mass. For me, it seems so miraculous, with the odds are 1:1 million.
Proves that God is Great.

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