Peace of Mind – God in the Chaos

Posted by on Aug 13, 2017 in Sermon |

Sometimes it’s hard to hear the voice of God in the midst of emotional turmoil, check out the secrets that Pastor Jonnathan learned through one of the toughest trials of his life.

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Pastor’s Testimony – July 23, 2017

Posted by on Aug 1, 2017 in Sermon |

You’re in for a treat, as our Pastor, Jonnathan Zin Truong, shares his radical testimony on how God heard his first cry to Him and answered him in a miraculous way, while he was still a devout buddhist and just a few steps away committing suicide while in college in 2003.

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Detours – July 9, 2017

Posted by on Jul 11, 2017 in Sermon |

One of the worst things you can do to a driver who is rushing from point A to point B, is to throw up the dreaded “Detour” sign to into their route. Throughout the bible, God used detours to recalculate the directions of lives of His people to be better aligned with His plans. I believe that God-detours still happen today to believers who are seeking God’s will and desires above all. Psalm 37:23 The steps of a good person are ordered by the Lord: and he delighteth in his way. Say, “I am a good person and my steps are ordered by Him. Carjacked A few months into my salvation, while working on a graphic design project for school, I decided to take a break, head to the store and pick up some drinks and some a frozen pizza from the neighborhood supermarket. As I was leaving, I told my mom of my plans, and set off on what should have been a 15 minute round trip. Just like previous nights, I was in, went straight to my beverage of choice, and stopped by the freezer section to pick up my Red Barron brand supreme pizza, checked out and started to make my way towards the door. As I approached the exit, God audibly spoke to me in the store, He said, “He is will carjack you.” Upon hearing that, I stopped, looked around and saw who God was talking about. He was a big white guy, bushy beard probably 6 foot 4 inches and 280 pounds. “Him?” I asked God, gesturing with my chin, so not to draw attention to myself. “Yes,” God replied. I said, “Praise God for saving me!” turned to go the other way before God spoke again… “Offer him a ride anywhere he wants to go.” I literally stopped in my footsteps, looked up to the sky and said, “WHAT!?!” I thought, “Ok, that can’t be God, I must be hearing the devil!” Pausing, I felt in my heart it was God. Not knowing His plans for the situation, I made a decision to be obedient. Lowering my head, I walked outside, right up to the guy. “Excuse me…” the man started. Interrupting him, I asked, “Would you like a ride sir?” In shock, the man… stuttering said… “Umm, ahh, well, yes.” I replied, “Great, I’m parked right over there, follow me.” We arrived at my truck and I put my groceries in the back seat, hopped in the drivers seat and watched the man approach the passenger-side door in my mirror. I watched him pause, adjust something in his belt/pants waist, cover it with his shirt and climb in the front seat. “Where would you like to go?” I asked the man. Again, hesitantly, he started to stutter and saying, “Umm, ahh, well, what?” Again, I asked, “Where would you like to...

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The Fire – June 2, 2017

Posted by on Jul 6, 2017 in Sermon |

When I was in tenth grade, I broke my right ankle for the first time trying to dunk the ball. While in the air, I was undercut, fell, on my right toe, with all my weight. At the time I was just under five foot tall but the fall would tear all the ligaments on the outside of my ankle, fracturing the inside of my ankle. After six months of being in a cast, I was finally able to take it off. I remember the day. I was excited, especially to scratch my shin, calf, ankle, and foot for the first time in months. Next I was excited to get back on the court, because I knew that all four foot, eleven inches of me was destined for the NBA one day. As the doctor checked out my ankle and foot, he was happy with how it healed but still believed that I would eventually require surgery to stabilize it. He showed me a few rehabilitation exercises to start my progress of recovery and strengthening the ankle. He scheduled me with a rehab clinic, which I never went to, to help me fully recover and to help determine if I needed surgery. I remember the list of “do nots” he gave me… do not play basketball, do not run, do not jump, do not jog, so not practice kung-fu, do not… At 15 years old, I heard him speak but didn’t hear what he said. I just wanted to get home and test out my newly healed ankle. At the time, I lived in Alief, Houston. As we pulled up to our unit, I noticed thick line of dark smoke snaking up to the sky. I pointed and said, “Mom, pull around the corner, I think there’s a fire!” My mother answered in Chinese, “No, you need to go inside and rest.” I replied, “Mom, you have to pull around, someone may need help!” My mother dropped her head, and pulled the car around. As we turned the corner, I surveyed the scene, as I was taught in emergency training in middle school, just a few short years ago. When we arrived at the scene, I saw a crowd of people standing around and watching, two men, a Hispanic and Black guy, standing by a window where the smoke was originating from, they were attempting to break more glass. My heart raced as I turned to my mother and was surprised that she was already looking at me, I said… “I have to go help mom!” With tears in her eyes, she replied, “I know, you were meant to save lives. Go and save lives.” With that, I sprang into action, forgetting what my doctor just instructed me an hour before. I ran up to the two men by the window and asked them if anyone was inside. The...

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