Sunday, May 08, 2011

Spiritual Cases

My cousins and I went off somewhere in Northern Luzon, Philippines. A mountain wherein it was so high you think it's your time, because it has stairs that is almost 359 steps. But, I enjoyed every moment with my cousins going up there and praying on top of the mountain. And it was like, a wind that blew up in front of my face. For which I know, it is somewhat the hands of God, touching us because we're faithfully praying. When we're done and about to step down, we didn't feel any body pains and dizziness, I know God himself helped us through our way of going down.♥