He [Jesus] answered and said, “It is written, ‘Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.’

When the devil tempted Jesus, Jesus turned the Word of God on him, saying, “It is written… It is written… It is written…” (Matthew 4:4, 7, 10)

Likewise, should the devil remind you of the pain in your body, say what God’s Word says: “It is written, ‘By His stripes I am healed!’” (Isaiah 53:5; 1 Peter 2:24) And tell Daddy God, “I have Your Word for it and I am standing on Your Word. I am not trying to be healed. My healing has already happened. I don’t care what this body says. It has to line up with Your Word because by Jesus’ stripes I am healed!”

And if the devil says to you, “Look at the meager balance in your bank account. How are you going to pay your bills?” just say, “I am not trying to be rich. I am already rich and I have God’s Word for it. It is written, ‘My God shall supply all my needs according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.’ (Philippians 4:19) It doesn’t matter how much I have in the bank. God’s Word tells me that as the need arises, the supply will be there!”

When fear grips you, don’t say to yourself, “This fear is stupid. Come on, what are the chances of it happening to me?” Don’t try to rationalize or reason your fear away. Instead, speak God’s Word into the situation. Say, “It is written, ‘For God has not given me a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.’” (2 Timothy 1:7) What if the fear returns? Speak God’s Word again. Say, “It is written, ‘For God has not given me a spirit of fear…’”

When the devil tries to deceive you, give him the Word of God. There is something about the Word of God that causes him not to want to hang around those who use it. It reminds him of Jesus, the Word made flesh (John 1:14), who rendered him powerless and of no effect when He said, “It is written…”

source: New Creation Church

At terminal 3, waiting to proceed to the boarding gate B10. And i have only two minutes and 30 seconds to complete what i have to say. The airport is a strange place, with many strangers, either waiting for the plane to take off or waiting for somebody to arrive or waiting to use the free internet. 41 sec left, I better finished it here.
I'm back again, since nobody is in queue behind me, for each is allowed to use only for 15 minutes. Mineka is with the kids, in the dream land, we will be 6 hours apart for the next 12 days.
This morning we drove to the west to collect my backpack and we had lunch, just two of us, economy scissors rice, curry noodle, fried carrot cake and BBQ taopork (it is not port but beancurd). Mineka went to IJCS with the two kids and they had a celebration for Setomoto san and his wife, they are moving to Cairo. Her husband is a chef and will be working there. His wife will probably count the camels and survey the pyramids and pay repect to the mummies. I drove then to church and at 7, I drove then back. Mineka cooked for me soba before my brother drove me to the airport. In life, we either drive or be driven. I will miss the kids and the kids will hopefully not forget me. I will be thinking of Mineka and wishing to her to join me in every moment of my time in Milan, Rome and Osnabruck. It is summer and summer sky is always blue. My wife does not have blue eyesm she has the most beautiful brown eyes that captures the coloures of the four seasons in all their songs through the air. There is a scream of a child at the end of the walkway, and the announcement for passengers going to Paris was made. I wish I could visit Paris with my beloved wife some day in the near future, it is known as the city of romance. I need to go now. My love to my wife and kids, they are in my heart and mind always. God bless and keep them under the shadows of His wings. (The boy continues to cry, but there is no more announcement.)

Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours

Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours

I am Yours
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
'Cause I am Yours
I am Yours

...may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the width and length and depth and height; to know the love of Christ which passes knowledge; that you may be filled with all the fullness of God...may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the width and length and depth and height to know the love of Christ which passes knowledge; that you may be filled with all the fullness of God. Ephesians 3:18-19

Last Saturday, Arief passed me his car. I enrolled myself in BBDC for refresher course for lessons on Sunday, Monday and Wednesday. On Tuesday, I drove my family around the neighbourhood and Yukie wanted to go home after that, saying the car is moving too slowly and Mineka was stressed with stiff shoulders. On Wednesday, I drove to West Coast Plaza to buy some stuff from Cold Storage. TODAY, I drove to work, taking AYE instead of the intended PIE. Thank you Lord, for your protection in Christ! I speak: There shall be no accident at all from the car and towards the car. Bless everyone who sits in the car. The same and greater ways you blessed those who come to our house. In Jesus' Name. AMEN!

シンガポールに帰ってきて、１週間がたちました。ようやく、体もこの気候になれてきたようです。幸恵は、シンガポールは暑いわ～ビショビショに汗かいた～と毎日のようにいってます。幸恵も良誓もシンガポールに帰ってきても日本に帰りたいとか決して不平不満はいいません。ただ、今与えられている場所を楽しみ生きている彼らの姿からいつも学んでいます。

It was early spring, Mineka left with the two kids for Osaka two weeks ahead of me. I left on 4 April and we returned together. Last year, we were at Aomori in May and the sakura was as beautiful. What is life like without the fragrance of spring? No one can tell. We missed nothing if we experienced nothing. The petals fell like tears, bidding farewell, as we left.

行ってきました。見えました見えました。まるいものが。ウォーターバッグといってたけど、日本語でなんていうのかな？まだ、赤ん坊は見えなかったけど、次回の検診には見える予定です。予定日は11月15日。Dr.Kowa　によると、11月初旬に生まれるだろうって。今晩から、日本に帰ります。エンハイ、またね！楽しい最後！？のシングルライフを！

Shichi-Go-San (七五三, seven-five-three?) is a traditional rite of passage and festival day in Japan for three and seven year-old girls and five year-old boys, held annually on November 15. Yukie turned 3 this year. Thanks be to God for His proctection and love. May she grow in stature and grace, having favour with God and men.