El Shaddai

I was in my first year high school and my father went home coming from Riyadh Saudi Arabia. He had no job and was broke. He work there as an engineer and frankly he was devastated at first cause how can he sustained our needs especially that all of us our studying at private school. My elder sister quit her schooling and pave way for the three of us, she is in her College that time at PWU. My father didn't stop searching for a job here in the Philippines and he didn't give up . But somehow his strength dried down and as he was at Manila Bay He gazed up to the sky and call the name of our God aiming for answers.... "Lord help me" as he weep and cry like a child. Then suddenly he saw a mini jeep near the bay and a man shouting El Shaddai ....El Shaddai .... He stood up ride this mini car even not knowing where will that jeep will take him. Finally when it stops he saw a huge crowd of people and and a man talking non-endlessly about God ... It was the voice of Bro. Mike Velarde.. as papa was listening to his preaching a man caught his attention and handed him a calling card and told him if his interested he can call him so that hell have a job. It was truly a blessing and a gift from God that God has answered his prayer. After he attended the prayer meeting he called the man who gave him the card and he never thought that this man was one of his long time friends. And finally my dad had a job as a Sales engineer at Clindisco Philippines. My dad is a good provider and he always listen to our needs .
But that was not the first nor the last time he went to PICC ground to hear Bro. Mikes preaching. He continues hearing him until all of the members of our family was blessed by El Shaddai. Back then El Shaddai gathering was being held at PICC now it is held at Amvel Park at sucat paranque. Papa always has a panulito of El Shaddai that he puts in his pocket....