"What must we do, to be doing the works of God?"

Joh 6:29 Jesus answered them, "This is the work of God, that you believe in him whom he has sent."

We have just believe in Him whom he has sent and that become the work of God. It is that so simple but not easy to do. God is Spirit unable to see and touch by our flesh but only from the work He has done. I was lost touch on this blog since Tanat went back. Tanat spent almost a month in the field with me and I learned from him a lot to be patient, and tolerate many things that happened to him on site. To God be the glory. He enable to carry it through that period even some of the boy hit him at the part. Heget along with children in Nong Tamleung fine.

John 6:35 Jesus said to them, "I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst.
John 6:36 But I said to you that you have seen me and yet do not believe.
John 6:37 All that the Father gives me will come to me, and whoever comes to me I will never cast out.
John 6:38 For I have come down from heaven, not to do my own will but the will of him who sent me.
John 6:39 And this is the will of him who sent me, that I should lose nothing of all that he has given me, but raise it up on the last day.
John 6:40 For this is the will of my Father, that everyone who looks on the Son and believes in him should have eternal life, and I will raise him up on the last day."

I left the blog for a long whileUntil before going to Tuesday cell meeting my wife called me to open my mail to see email from Wai Choong and Le-Peng.

I copy all and put it here about their thought.

They started about their thought of me this morning (5 August) and would like to share this poem by Amy Carmichael with me. It is also Wai Choong and her prayer for me. Their wish me to continue to be God's fuel, burning bright for Him.

Make Me Thy Fuel (Amy Carmichael)

From prayer that asks that I may be Sheltered from winds that beat on Thee,

From fearing when I should aspire, From faltering when I should climb higher,

From silken self, O Captain, free Thy soldier who would follow Thee.

From subtle love of softening things,

From easy choices, weakenings, (Not thus are spirits fortified, Not this way went the crucified) From all that dims Thy Calvary, O Lamb of God, deliver me.

Give me the love that leads the way,

The faith that nothing can dismay,

The hope no disappointments tire,

The passion that will burn like fire;

Let me not sink to be a clod: Make me Thy fuel, Flame of God.

It was so wonderful compose by Amy, and wonderfully blessed me.