The King’s Princess

I am 18 years old, was born in Myanmar and raised in Frederick, Maryland. I am a daughter, youngest of four siblings and this is my first time writing a book. I often would wonder, while staring at my laptop how I was going to share my testimony. How do I explain the gift of the Holy Spirit? How can I explain the special message that my Heavenly Father shared with me? How should I begin? The truth is even after 6 years; I still don’t have any answer for these questions. So with my faith in Him, and all the courage an 18 years old can gather I am writing this book, a book that my Heavenly Father told me to write. When God first told me to write a book on my Journey with Him; my first thought was “ Lord, How do you expect me to write a book when I can barley write my essay for school?” I was worried and scared. I couldn’t write a book, I don’t know anything about writing a book but the Lord said to trust him. I realize this isn’t my book, this is His book and with God, NOTHING is impossible. He has a plan for me, a plan to prosper and not to bring harm (Jeremiah 29:11).

Before you continue on to read this book, I do want to warn you that this book is a little different. This book isn’t on self-improvement or devotionals. This book is on my relationship, my walk with my Heavenly Father. I was 13 years old when I first came to known my Heavenly Father. I was given spiritual gift, a gift of “handwriting”. I would often wonder if the spiritual gift that I was given would either be supernatural or miracle? I bet you’re wondering what gift was I given for it to be called “handwriting”. Well - when you first hear the word “handwriting” as a Christian, the first thing on the bible that comes to your mind is Handwriting on the wall (Daniel 5). But this time instead of a wall, it is my flesh that he uses as his wall. I’m sure you are having a hard time believing, I’m sure you regret reading this book but the truth is the truth. I cannot blame you for your disbelief nor can I blame you for questioning my every action. It took me a long time to finally accept that I was gifted differently. I was given a gift that came with blessing but many hardships, a gift that made people see me as a liar, a child of the devil and a girl with mental problem. But honestly, maybe I am crazy. I am definitely crazy and drunk with the anointed power of the Holy Spirit. I was first given the gift at the age of 13 years old; finally stop started accepting the gift that my Heavenly Father has gifted me with. So what is spiritual gift? Well in 1 Corinthians 12, we were introduced to many different spiritual gifts. Before we begin to talk about Spiritual gifts, I have no reason to brag about on the Spiritual gift that I was given. The spiritual gift that I was given is not developed by my or any human capacities. The glory and praises goes to our Heavenly Father. Spiritual gifts are given by the indwelling of the Spirit of God, gifts of Spirit. All believers have the indwelling of the Spirit. No believers can say that they have no gift of the Spirit from God. God has given every believer spiritual gift, some were gifted more than others but every believer have one (Romans 8:9). Our spiritual gifts are to guide us to become closer to God, our Heavenly Father, to get to know him and have a closer relationship with him.

In the past 6 years that I spend with God, I had to learn how to trust, have faith and believe in Him through the hard times to walk this journey with him. It took me a while to realize that the earthly ways are not God’s ways. It took me a long time to finally leave my pride, selfishness and bitterness to carry my own cross and follow Jesus Christ (Luke 14:27). My life is his; it has always been his. I feel that I can no longer live without the love of God. The contentment, peace and joy that are filling up my heart each day is from the Heavenly Father. The thirst to get to know him, the desperation to always be in his presence and to understand him better is in my blood now. The many days that I spend with him are no longer strange, the miracles or the anointed fire that is filling me up everyday no longer scare me instead I feel joy and love. I no longer look for the approval of others nor do I wish to fit in with the society. Now, I look for my father’s presence, I look for his approval, I wish to be a humble, loyal and faithful servant. I wish to serve his kingdom with all that I am. So I am writing this book with a humble heart. I did not write any words in this book without the approval of my Heavenly Father.