Many times we find ourselves separated from our Lord in the midst of our daily lives. The following is a prayer you may pronounce when you feel that you need to connect yourself with God in every part of your days.
God bless!
---
Dear Holy Spirit, my God pls come to my assistance in this Daily Journey toward eternity.
Let me see earthly pleasures according to their true values, without expecting too much from them.
Forgive me when my mind wanders in prayers and grant me interior strength to avoid unneccessary distractions.
Showme how to recollect my thoughts and control my senses, and let me forget worldly things when I am united with You in prayer.
Whatever leads me away from You is worthless and dangerous.
You are my greatest treasure. In all my activities I desire to be aware of Your nearness, so that I may live my earthly life in union with You.
Amen
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There are three things that walk with stately stride–no, four that strut about: the lion, king of animals, who won’t turn aside for anything. - Proverbs 30:29-30
Monday, April 25, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Love
If a person wants to be in your life, they'll make all the effort to do it.
Not simple.
Honestly, even if I want to prioritize my relationship to seek the right to be a priority, I can't seem to do so.
It's either he's not free, or I'm not.
It gets ugly when we both know it, and I get stuck thinking if we'll work. While feeling so, as a man with a stronger and better experience, he don't find that it's something we should completely focus on.
As long as we're in the heart.
But i'm having a problem with that.
I want him, God knows. And I know he does too. But faith comes to question when I think of our feasibility.
Just the other day, I read a sign on my current relationship:
'Its the unknown that tests our faith. It's when we are not sure where the direction is heading to that we call upon our faith to sustain us'
That's how it's like, I'd I can deliver the right words correctly. Hmm
I've tried to bid goodbye, but he seems to show how he can see it coming because he doesn't have the time for me, and yet he gives solutions. I've grateful to have him, but maybe our time is not now?
I question.
But as much as I want to dive to so much thoughts about him, I find that I myself have to really give the time that I commit to give him.
Give and take theory.
Still not simple.
Discernment continues....
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Not simple.
Honestly, even if I want to prioritize my relationship to seek the right to be a priority, I can't seem to do so.
It's either he's not free, or I'm not.
It gets ugly when we both know it, and I get stuck thinking if we'll work. While feeling so, as a man with a stronger and better experience, he don't find that it's something we should completely focus on.
As long as we're in the heart.
But i'm having a problem with that.
I want him, God knows. And I know he does too. But faith comes to question when I think of our feasibility.
Just the other day, I read a sign on my current relationship:
'Its the unknown that tests our faith. It's when we are not sure where the direction is heading to that we call upon our faith to sustain us'
That's how it's like, I'd I can deliver the right words correctly. Hmm
I've tried to bid goodbye, but he seems to show how he can see it coming because he doesn't have the time for me, and yet he gives solutions. I've grateful to have him, but maybe our time is not now?
I question.
But as much as I want to dive to so much thoughts about him, I find that I myself have to really give the time that I commit to give him.
Give and take theory.
Still not simple.
Discernment continues....
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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
God calls anyone, whoever and whatever you are:
I found this story shared by a Kurdistan man posted on a blog at www.pedson.blogspot.com
It's a bit of a read but it is worth it:
It all started in late 1980’s when I was detained by the Iranian police for no reason. They thought that I had some connections with Kurdish political parties that were opposing the Islamic Republic. I did not have any connection with any political party or anything of that sort. Months went by without them even letting my family know where I was. Finally, the day came when I was brought into court. The Judge asked me three questions that were asked of many people:
What is your name? -- I said Zana.
What is your ethnicity? -- I said I am a Kurd.
What is your religion? -- I said that I am a Sunni Muslim.
I was taken out of the court, thrown back into my cell and I was beaten all night. Next morning, they put me on a bus headed back to Mahabad, my city in Kurdistan. On the bus, I was sitting next to a man. He opened his bag and took out a sandwich which was wrapped in newspaper. I was very hungry since I had not eaten regular food in almost six months. I did not want to look at his food but I just couldn't stand the smell of the kabobs. He turned around and asked me if I would like one. Without hesitating as we usually do in Iranian culture, I asked for one. Instead of one, he gave me two out of the three that he had with him. I asked for his name and he said that his name was Yacub. I had never heard that name before. So I asked, "What kind of name is this?" He said "Hebrew". "Ahh, so you are a Jew?" I asked back. "No, I am a Christian", he said. I had heard a lot of negative things about Christians in the Quran so I did not want to get into a conversation about Christianity. But something inside me made me wonder why he believed in it (Christianity)? I asked if he believed that Jesus was the son of God. The answer was yes. How could God have a wife? How could God have sex? He started explaining that to say that God had sex with Mary is the greatest sin. But rather Jesus is the son of God in a spiritual way and not like the way we are born. And we never say that God ever had a wife, we believe in a holy God. I wanted to stop the conversation and begin a different subject. I could not think of any other subject, so I asked him why he was going to Kurdistan. He said that a friend needed some help with something. I asked for his name he said Zana. That was my name. But I thought it was a different person. He opened his bag and very quietly gave me a Bible. He put it in my bag. He knew that if someone saw him with that book it could cost him his life. I asked what it was. He told me that I would find out later.
We got to Mahabad and I got off the Bus before he did. I got my bag and was waiting outside for Yacub (Jacob) to come off, but the bus was empty and he still had not come out. I went to the driver and asked him where the man sitting next to me had gone? To my astonishment and confusion he said, "There was no man sitting next to you." Was I crazy or what? I said maybe I was dreaming. But I still had the taste of the sandwich in my mouth. I still had the book in my bag. What was Yacub? Who was he? Why didn't he go to his friend's house? Then I remembered that the friend's name was Zana and only then realized he meant me. I went home and found my mom in the house crying. She was so surprised and happy to see me. I asked what had happened since I had been gone. I found out that soldiers were looking for me and that she was raped by a Jaush (Kurdish for "traitor"). When I heard that, I felt like somebody was hitting me in the back with sticks. I went to my room and wept like a baby. I could not believe that this really had happened.
That night when I asked for my older brother Hasan at dinner, they all started crying. They told me that he was hanged. I felt like the food was going through my back. I could not eat. I got up and went to my room for some more weeping. I felt like the whole world was on my shoulders and I felt like I was carrying the rocks. I had nothing to do, so I took out the book and started reading. After reading the first chapters of the book of Genesis, I went to read the Injil. I started reading the book of Matthew. I was surprised. I had never seen anything like this. I stopped at chapter ten and just went to bed. I still could hear my Mom and sister crying downstairs. The neighbors came to cheer them up and talk to them. Next morning life was normal, so I went and visited my brother's grave. Life became normal again until one night in my dream Yacub appeared and told me that I must leave my country. I knew something was up so I went and hid at a friend's house. I did not want to leave the country; I loved it.
Sometime after, I sneaked back to my house at night and discovered that soldiers had been in my house and they were looking for me. Now this time, it was my sister that was raped by the soldiers for no reason. My brother who was executed had some ties to the Kurdish political parties. But what had I done wrong, or what had my sister done wrong? Is this what they call an Islamic Republic? All I could think of was suicide. But I would now leave so many people behind. If it was not for my family I would have killed myself. I knew that Yacub was telling me something. But what? Help me Yacub; what do you want me to do? I went to my room and packed whatever I could because I was going to leave the country. I took the Bible with me and headed for the mountains crossing the boarders into Iraq. I stopped in the middle of nowhere for a rest. I took out my book and read in it. When I came to Matthew 11:28 "Come to me all who are heavy laden and weary and I will give you rest," I was shocked and did not know what to think because the book kind of read my mind. It had what my heart longed for. I found what I was looking for. I found what met my personal needs. Right there in the middle of the night I gave my life to Jesus Christ. I couldn't believe the changes that were happening inside of me. I felt a kind of peace that could not be expressed by words. I was relieved. I could feel all of the weight that I felt on my shoulders coming off. I now understood God and what he was like. It was a good thing that I did not commit suicide. The Lord had a plan for me. I now knew who Yacub was -- an angel. It was very hard to believe. I myself found it hard to believe. But an angel would be the best answer.
I now forgave all of those that done wrong to me. Instead of cursing, I prayed for the salvation of the people who had beaten me in prison. I am grateful for having such a wonderful experience. My sincere prayer is that God Almighty will show you the truth. I am willing to help you find the truth.
I can be reached at the following address: Masihim@yahoo.com
"God has His ways to show you salvation - that is through Jesus Christ." MJ
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It's a bit of a read but it is worth it:
It all started in late 1980’s when I was detained by the Iranian police for no reason. They thought that I had some connections with Kurdish political parties that were opposing the Islamic Republic. I did not have any connection with any political party or anything of that sort. Months went by without them even letting my family know where I was. Finally, the day came when I was brought into court. The Judge asked me three questions that were asked of many people:
What is your name? -- I said Zana.
What is your ethnicity? -- I said I am a Kurd.
What is your religion? -- I said that I am a Sunni Muslim.
I was taken out of the court, thrown back into my cell and I was beaten all night. Next morning, they put me on a bus headed back to Mahabad, my city in Kurdistan. On the bus, I was sitting next to a man. He opened his bag and took out a sandwich which was wrapped in newspaper. I was very hungry since I had not eaten regular food in almost six months. I did not want to look at his food but I just couldn't stand the smell of the kabobs. He turned around and asked me if I would like one. Without hesitating as we usually do in Iranian culture, I asked for one. Instead of one, he gave me two out of the three that he had with him. I asked for his name and he said that his name was Yacub. I had never heard that name before. So I asked, "What kind of name is this?" He said "Hebrew". "Ahh, so you are a Jew?" I asked back. "No, I am a Christian", he said. I had heard a lot of negative things about Christians in the Quran so I did not want to get into a conversation about Christianity. But something inside me made me wonder why he believed in it (Christianity)? I asked if he believed that Jesus was the son of God. The answer was yes. How could God have a wife? How could God have sex? He started explaining that to say that God had sex with Mary is the greatest sin. But rather Jesus is the son of God in a spiritual way and not like the way we are born. And we never say that God ever had a wife, we believe in a holy God. I wanted to stop the conversation and begin a different subject. I could not think of any other subject, so I asked him why he was going to Kurdistan. He said that a friend needed some help with something. I asked for his name he said Zana. That was my name. But I thought it was a different person. He opened his bag and very quietly gave me a Bible. He put it in my bag. He knew that if someone saw him with that book it could cost him his life. I asked what it was. He told me that I would find out later.
We got to Mahabad and I got off the Bus before he did. I got my bag and was waiting outside for Yacub (Jacob) to come off, but the bus was empty and he still had not come out. I went to the driver and asked him where the man sitting next to me had gone? To my astonishment and confusion he said, "There was no man sitting next to you." Was I crazy or what? I said maybe I was dreaming. But I still had the taste of the sandwich in my mouth. I still had the book in my bag. What was Yacub? Who was he? Why didn't he go to his friend's house? Then I remembered that the friend's name was Zana and only then realized he meant me. I went home and found my mom in the house crying. She was so surprised and happy to see me. I asked what had happened since I had been gone. I found out that soldiers were looking for me and that she was raped by a Jaush (Kurdish for "traitor"). When I heard that, I felt like somebody was hitting me in the back with sticks. I went to my room and wept like a baby. I could not believe that this really had happened.
That night when I asked for my older brother Hasan at dinner, they all started crying. They told me that he was hanged. I felt like the food was going through my back. I could not eat. I got up and went to my room for some more weeping. I felt like the whole world was on my shoulders and I felt like I was carrying the rocks. I had nothing to do, so I took out the book and started reading. After reading the first chapters of the book of Genesis, I went to read the Injil. I started reading the book of Matthew. I was surprised. I had never seen anything like this. I stopped at chapter ten and just went to bed. I still could hear my Mom and sister crying downstairs. The neighbors came to cheer them up and talk to them. Next morning life was normal, so I went and visited my brother's grave. Life became normal again until one night in my dream Yacub appeared and told me that I must leave my country. I knew something was up so I went and hid at a friend's house. I did not want to leave the country; I loved it.
Sometime after, I sneaked back to my house at night and discovered that soldiers had been in my house and they were looking for me. Now this time, it was my sister that was raped by the soldiers for no reason. My brother who was executed had some ties to the Kurdish political parties. But what had I done wrong, or what had my sister done wrong? Is this what they call an Islamic Republic? All I could think of was suicide. But I would now leave so many people behind. If it was not for my family I would have killed myself. I knew that Yacub was telling me something. But what? Help me Yacub; what do you want me to do? I went to my room and packed whatever I could because I was going to leave the country. I took the Bible with me and headed for the mountains crossing the boarders into Iraq. I stopped in the middle of nowhere for a rest. I took out my book and read in it. When I came to Matthew 11:28 "Come to me all who are heavy laden and weary and I will give you rest," I was shocked and did not know what to think because the book kind of read my mind. It had what my heart longed for. I found what I was looking for. I found what met my personal needs. Right there in the middle of the night I gave my life to Jesus Christ. I couldn't believe the changes that were happening inside of me. I felt a kind of peace that could not be expressed by words. I was relieved. I could feel all of the weight that I felt on my shoulders coming off. I now understood God and what he was like. It was a good thing that I did not commit suicide. The Lord had a plan for me. I now knew who Yacub was -- an angel. It was very hard to believe. I myself found it hard to believe. But an angel would be the best answer.
I now forgave all of those that done wrong to me. Instead of cursing, I prayed for the salvation of the people who had beaten me in prison. I am grateful for having such a wonderful experience. My sincere prayer is that God Almighty will show you the truth. I am willing to help you find the truth.
I can be reached at the following address: Masihim@yahoo.com
"God has His ways to show you salvation - that is through Jesus Christ." MJ
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Monday, April 11, 2011
Heaven or Hell; Political or Religious Joke?
While walking down the street one day a US senator is tragically hit by a truck
and dies.
The Senator's soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter . "Before you settle in, it seems there is a
problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not
sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the Senator.
St. Peter says, "Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll
do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose
where to spend eternity."
"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules", replies St.Peter.
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down,
down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf
course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his
friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his
hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the
expense of the people.
They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and
champagne.
Also present is the Devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time
dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he
realizes it, it is time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises...
The elevator goes up, u! p, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is
waiting for him.
"Now it's time to visit heaven," St Peter says.
So, 24 hours pass with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving
from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and the
24 hours in heaven passes by and St Peter returns.
"Well, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now which will you
choose for your eternity?" St Peter asks.
The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers, "Well, I never would have
thought it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be
happier and better off .. in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land
covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in
black bags as more trash falls from above.
The Devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.
"I don't understand," stammers the Senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was
a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and
danced and had a great time. Nowthere's just a wasteland full of garbage and my
friends look miserable. What happened?"
The Devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning..
Today ..you voted."
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and dies.
The Senator's soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter . "Before you settle in, it seems there is a
problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not
sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the Senator.
St. Peter says, "Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll
do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose
where to spend eternity."
"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules", replies St.Peter.
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down,
down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf
course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his
friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his
hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the
expense of the people.
They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and
champagne.
Also present is the Devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time
dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he
realizes it, it is time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises...
The elevator goes up, u! p, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is
waiting for him.
"Now it's time to visit heaven," St Peter says.
So, 24 hours pass with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving
from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and the
24 hours in heaven passes by and St Peter returns.
"Well, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now which will you
choose for your eternity?" St Peter asks.
The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers, "Well, I never would have
thought it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be
happier and better off .. in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land
covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in
black bags as more trash falls from above.
The Devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.
"I don't understand," stammers the Senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was
a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and
danced and had a great time. Nowthere's just a wasteland full of garbage and my
friends look miserable. What happened?"
The Devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning..
Today ..you voted."
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Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Relationship
Never easy.
Especially for me.
The only thing that keep this relationship going is that we understand each other's schedules, and of course, common views.
There are times I really need him to be there, well, mostly for idle pleasures or leisure habits. And times come when i really want to be my own single woman.
Ok in my relationship context with him, it's so easy to succumb to think that I'm still single.
But of course, maybe I'm just used to having guys going all over me, staying with me almost 24/7, penetrating or infiltrating my every schedules, making them my world, proving their undying love, making me feel so taken by their love etc.
Then again, I've had those and it didn't work out. It's like sizzling in the beginning, then crumbles after weeks, months, and worst, years.
For now, all I've got to ensure is not be tempted to sway.
But how could I?
His fixes are wonderful ;)
Simply put, he's just about the only man who can fit to my schedules, who doesn't make *much* fuss if I can't spend time.
Because it goes the same ;)
I can't wait to spend time with him again < 3
We'll see how this works out. I'm big on 'que sera sera' and 'dont force things, let it happen'
But soon, I'm gg to think a lot of this relationship n its feasibility. Hmmm
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Especially for me.
The only thing that keep this relationship going is that we understand each other's schedules, and of course, common views.
There are times I really need him to be there, well, mostly for idle pleasures or leisure habits. And times come when i really want to be my own single woman.
Ok in my relationship context with him, it's so easy to succumb to think that I'm still single.
But of course, maybe I'm just used to having guys going all over me, staying with me almost 24/7, penetrating or infiltrating my every schedules, making them my world, proving their undying love, making me feel so taken by their love etc.
Then again, I've had those and it didn't work out. It's like sizzling in the beginning, then crumbles after weeks, months, and worst, years.
For now, all I've got to ensure is not be tempted to sway.
But how could I?
His fixes are wonderful ;)
Simply put, he's just about the only man who can fit to my schedules, who doesn't make *much* fuss if I can't spend time.
Because it goes the same ;)
I can't wait to spend time with him again < 3
We'll see how this works out. I'm big on 'que sera sera' and 'dont force things, let it happen'
But soon, I'm gg to think a lot of this relationship n its feasibility. Hmmm
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Monday, April 4, 2011
A Secret Keeper / Lyricist
Maybe I've found my calling.
I think it's going to be a huge and contradicting gift, being one who is outspoken and majorly public.
It's not the first time I've encountered people who met me or spoken to me for the first time and then immediately wanting to reveal something that they think I could keep.
However, it's only tonight that I saw this when this lady seek for my number and told me, she wants to share something with me in secret.
It amazes me how God has blessed me with meekness, despite prideful ways I been brought up.
Another revelation happened last week.
Apparently, I'm a natural lyricist.
And now, Bro. Aleson and Bro. Davis has become my adopted and willing mentor.
Two talented musicians in my parish and a newbie who's good with words got pulled into each other, and the first ever get music gathering is this Wednesday.
I'm learning keyboard now actually, my goal to learn is by this Sept 2011 :)
Meet my new baby:
Got it off eBay for only $120 off an Auction Bid which I won due to quick sealing of the price deal.
eBay's becoming a good friend. Goods are awesome :))
Anyway, got to go sleep. Goodnight
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I think it's going to be a huge and contradicting gift, being one who is outspoken and majorly public.
It's not the first time I've encountered people who met me or spoken to me for the first time and then immediately wanting to reveal something that they think I could keep.
However, it's only tonight that I saw this when this lady seek for my number and told me, she wants to share something with me in secret.
It amazes me how God has blessed me with meekness, despite prideful ways I been brought up.
Another revelation happened last week.
Apparently, I'm a natural lyricist.
And now, Bro. Aleson and Bro. Davis has become my adopted and willing mentor.
Two talented musicians in my parish and a newbie who's good with words got pulled into each other, and the first ever get music gathering is this Wednesday.
I'm learning keyboard now actually, my goal to learn is by this Sept 2011 :)
Meet my new baby:
Got it off eBay for only $120 off an Auction Bid which I won due to quick sealing of the price deal.
eBay's becoming a good friend. Goods are awesome :))
Anyway, got to go sleep. Goodnight
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Sunday, April 3, 2011
Two adults in a relationship
I don't know how our relationship will proceed, I leave this wonderful feelings to God.
And my wonderful man, I will lift up to Him in prayer.
I think that maybe, most probably, we can really work out. Let's see how things go after earlier <3
The message I got the other day, "The only way to keep love is to give it space and care to grow". I believe it tells about my relationship with him.
I've no intention of grasping actually. Never. I'd like to have him have his own choice to have me, love me and care for me.
Were worlds apart, our backgrounds but I don't know why it feels as if I find him familiar, his warmth, his everything...
It's as if I've met him before, or I've had the chance to know him.
I always believe things happen for a reason, that God doesn't lead people into your life just for fun. He has a reason to put people in our lives for our benefits. And when they're done, they go and allow us to grow.
So I'm letting it go, completely in hope of resting in the will of God to tell us why of all people, our paths met, and how does our relationship benefits us.
So little time, so much thoughts.
It's late, I have to go.
Goodnight ;)
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And my wonderful man, I will lift up to Him in prayer.
I think that maybe, most probably, we can really work out. Let's see how things go after earlier <3
The message I got the other day, "The only way to keep love is to give it space and care to grow". I believe it tells about my relationship with him.
I've no intention of grasping actually. Never. I'd like to have him have his own choice to have me, love me and care for me.
Were worlds apart, our backgrounds but I don't know why it feels as if I find him familiar, his warmth, his everything...
It's as if I've met him before, or I've had the chance to know him.
I always believe things happen for a reason, that God doesn't lead people into your life just for fun. He has a reason to put people in our lives for our benefits. And when they're done, they go and allow us to grow.
So I'm letting it go, completely in hope of resting in the will of God to tell us why of all people, our paths met, and how does our relationship benefits us.
So little time, so much thoughts.
It's late, I have to go.
Goodnight ;)
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Saturday, March 26, 2011
A kiss ain't jus a kiss
I smiled to sleep and I woke up smiling.
That's what his lips did to me.
Ok, as I type this and I recount about us, I smile more.
{what the heaven is wrong with me?}
It's a simple, light but wonderful, innocent kiss. It's simplicity is simply lovely.
Oh yes, I brought honey to one of my favorites. A tower overlooking the whole city at bugis ;)
Ahhh!
What I'm amazed was the level of comfort I have with him.
Usually, i'll be squirmish and felt uncomfy of closeness. He's a gentleman, period.
{and it's about time I gauge my comfort level with him. Bestie thinks that he's the slowest advancing boyfie I had - but we both like it. hehe}
There's no rush and pressure at all, besides, with our plans already almost in store, we can choose to take our time. We have all the time together to enjoy each others' company :)
For now, this hearty and simple innocent of a kiss will do.
{I want more of this, jus this type of nice light kissing}
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That's what his lips did to me.
Ok, as I type this and I recount about us, I smile more.
{what the heaven is wrong with me?}
It's a simple, light but wonderful, innocent kiss. It's simplicity is simply lovely.
Oh yes, I brought honey to one of my favorites. A tower overlooking the whole city at bugis ;)
Ahhh!
What I'm amazed was the level of comfort I have with him.
Usually, i'll be squirmish and felt uncomfy of closeness. He's a gentleman, period.
{and it's about time I gauge my comfort level with him. Bestie thinks that he's the slowest advancing boyfie I had - but we both like it. hehe}
There's no rush and pressure at all, besides, with our plans already almost in store, we can choose to take our time. We have all the time together to enjoy each others' company :)
For now, this hearty and simple innocent of a kiss will do.
{I want more of this, jus this type of nice light kissing}
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Friday, March 25, 2011
Me; Reality
Many people know me to be the happiest, the bubbliest, the one who always have a smile on my face. I make the most of happiness because it's meant to be appreciate to the fullest.
There are people however who thinks that if you allow yourself to be too happy, there is a hidden motive that life has, which will later ensure that you are sad.
But as I see it, you are first sad then you know happiness. For how can one know happiness when one doesn't know sadness. These two come hand in hand.
I've always been seen strong, tough, manly, unemotional, and I like that. No kidding. Yet, I appreciate thoroughly those people who welcomes the opposite of what I portray.
Yes, I've emotions too.
I have the downfalls, the moments of tears and contracted chest, to the point of inability to breathe.
Many a time, I avoid being alone, because I keep remembering how I've completely let my grandma down. For over past 6 months now, I still cry about the same regret; the same pain that causes me to lay bare on my bed, hoping that I can turn back time.
If only I could, and do what I should have done at that moment of time. I'd be much at peace having to let her go. But now, I don't think I can ever...
{Until the time we are all raised up to Christ, and maybe only then, then only can I be complete}
I miss her, and I'd have given half of my life now to turn back time.
And the other half of mine, to seek God's permission to let my grandpa live long; long enough to see me married, have kids, and fulfilled the promise I've given to his wife, my dear grandma.
{I've already have that granted, and I've claimed it sweetly}
--
There are much to thank for, and I'm happy actually. Despite the tears, the happiness comes in much increased abundance.
I have a relationship that I can understand, and with whom surprisingly knows, and says, what's in my mind.
He's has passed the top criterias that grandma told me a long time ago, and I didn't realize so till just recently.
Therefore, it's been affirmed that I didn't just 'stumble' upon this relationship for nuts.
Still, more to come. There's a big challenge I see though, but knowing him, if there's a will there's a way. That's what I love about him.
{Honey, I hope that you're the half of the sacrament I've been seeking}
--
This August 16, 2011, is grandma's first death anniversary.
I'm going back for 10 days, and plan a program, and hold a peaceful distribution of heirlooms & will.
Let's hope that I can find peace after her one year, as I seek to reconcile with this regrets.
{When I think about going back, I get angry with myself too because I make fuss of ensuring I go back, and for what? When she's already gone? But I've to always remember my grandpa is still around}
In all, I now promise to myself that I will do things even if I might regret it, than regret not doing it.
{Love you, Lola.}
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There are people however who thinks that if you allow yourself to be too happy, there is a hidden motive that life has, which will later ensure that you are sad.
But as I see it, you are first sad then you know happiness. For how can one know happiness when one doesn't know sadness. These two come hand in hand.
I've always been seen strong, tough, manly, unemotional, and I like that. No kidding. Yet, I appreciate thoroughly those people who welcomes the opposite of what I portray.
Yes, I've emotions too.
I have the downfalls, the moments of tears and contracted chest, to the point of inability to breathe.
Many a time, I avoid being alone, because I keep remembering how I've completely let my grandma down. For over past 6 months now, I still cry about the same regret; the same pain that causes me to lay bare on my bed, hoping that I can turn back time.
If only I could, and do what I should have done at that moment of time. I'd be much at peace having to let her go. But now, I don't think I can ever...
{Until the time we are all raised up to Christ, and maybe only then, then only can I be complete}
I miss her, and I'd have given half of my life now to turn back time.
And the other half of mine, to seek God's permission to let my grandpa live long; long enough to see me married, have kids, and fulfilled the promise I've given to his wife, my dear grandma.
{I've already have that granted, and I've claimed it sweetly}
--
There are much to thank for, and I'm happy actually. Despite the tears, the happiness comes in much increased abundance.
I have a relationship that I can understand, and with whom surprisingly knows, and says, what's in my mind.
He's has passed the top criterias that grandma told me a long time ago, and I didn't realize so till just recently.
Therefore, it's been affirmed that I didn't just 'stumble' upon this relationship for nuts.
Still, more to come. There's a big challenge I see though, but knowing him, if there's a will there's a way. That's what I love about him.
{Honey, I hope that you're the half of the sacrament I've been seeking}
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This August 16, 2011, is grandma's first death anniversary.
I'm going back for 10 days, and plan a program, and hold a peaceful distribution of heirlooms & will.
Let's hope that I can find peace after her one year, as I seek to reconcile with this regrets.
{When I think about going back, I get angry with myself too because I make fuss of ensuring I go back, and for what? When she's already gone? But I've to always remember my grandpa is still around}
In all, I now promise to myself that I will do things even if I might regret it, than regret not doing it.
{Love you, Lola.}
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Monday, March 21, 2011
My definition of Love
Love holds different meaning to different people. It can mean different, start, blossom or even end differently.
For me, love is something like this now:
"Love is not about two people looking at each other, but of two who are looking towards the same direction."
Honey and I have an altogether different but functional relationship. It doesn't really consist of constant assurance, of 24/7 report status, of enforcing loyalty and of fearing we are going to lose each other constantly.
My relationship is something I have always desired. My bestfriend saw it.
She commented, while I was kinda suddenly falling into a doubt, that "isn't this exactly what you wanted?" and ever since, I realized that there's a reason why I said yes to him. And the reason is because he respects the space I need, and he appreciates me thoroughly because I do too.
It's lovely. Simply lovely.
With him, I don't have conditions set before me. I don't even need to watch what I say, who I talked with and act accordingly. Cos no matter what habit I hold on to, I stopped or continue, he tolerates.. And eventually leading to acceptance.
Wonderful.
But of course, to be successful in this relationship, both of you must be happy on your own. Fulfilled by your own company or the company of others. Limited to nothing, but only loyalty.
He's a simple, understanding, wonderful, rational and straight forward man, who meets me halfway. Who I can talk straight to without actually have the need to worry or be shy to.
Do I worry about the usual guy instances that he might end up cheating if I don't have time for him? Or woman instances that I'd cheat when he doesn't have time for me?
Probably im prepared, but I'm not worried. I want him, and he wants me. That's enough for now.
I can't wait to see him again <3
We been too busy with other things lately. Boohoo.
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For me, love is something like this now:
"Love is not about two people looking at each other, but of two who are looking towards the same direction."
Honey and I have an altogether different but functional relationship. It doesn't really consist of constant assurance, of 24/7 report status, of enforcing loyalty and of fearing we are going to lose each other constantly.
My relationship is something I have always desired. My bestfriend saw it.
She commented, while I was kinda suddenly falling into a doubt, that "isn't this exactly what you wanted?" and ever since, I realized that there's a reason why I said yes to him. And the reason is because he respects the space I need, and he appreciates me thoroughly because I do too.
It's lovely. Simply lovely.
With him, I don't have conditions set before me. I don't even need to watch what I say, who I talked with and act accordingly. Cos no matter what habit I hold on to, I stopped or continue, he tolerates.. And eventually leading to acceptance.
Wonderful.
But of course, to be successful in this relationship, both of you must be happy on your own. Fulfilled by your own company or the company of others. Limited to nothing, but only loyalty.
He's a simple, understanding, wonderful, rational and straight forward man, who meets me halfway. Who I can talk straight to without actually have the need to worry or be shy to.
Do I worry about the usual guy instances that he might end up cheating if I don't have time for him? Or woman instances that I'd cheat when he doesn't have time for me?
Probably im prepared, but I'm not worried. I want him, and he wants me. That's enough for now.
I can't wait to see him again <3
We been too busy with other things lately. Boohoo.
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Thursday, March 10, 2011
Hospitality
The means of being hospitable gets muddled into commercialized aspect that has got to do only with serving.
As many people in the service line are taught to be hospitable, there comes a concern in me that these people lack one valuable reason on hospitality.
The functional world revolves around making money out of everything. That people have to pay huge amounts to learn to be hospitable, in polytechnics or private institutions.
Little did we know that despite learning all these commercialized form of hospitality doesn't make us any more hospitable than we were before we enrolled.
Yes, there are techniques to be learned in the commercialized hospitality industry. However, it doesn't teach you that Love should be the reason and outcome of hospitality.
There's not one technique that tells people to serve with love.
However, you will find that people who have a hospitable background tend to serve others better than those who have had no familiar hospitality background while growing up.
Sometimes however, hospitality may be derived from the second family of the person. Second families consists of relatives, extended relations, and of course, (parish) community.
To be hospitable we must be willing to offer these three things at least;
1. Food &
2. Drink
3. A place to sleep
Of course it doesn't stop there. Offer these without the heart served with it is a piracy of hospitality.
I attended a seminar regarding (Christian) Hospitality last weekend, and what moved me was the best hospitable act to give / show our visitors etc is our presence.
The way we talk, the way we look at them, we listen good and we respond with realness of ourselves.
Now that wraps up hospitality.
You may not offer food, drinks and a place to stay because maybe you don't have enough of these, or none at all, but you offer your presence and that sums up all.
And this I write from the opinion of my heart <3
Feel free to second this or to beg to differ :)
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As many people in the service line are taught to be hospitable, there comes a concern in me that these people lack one valuable reason on hospitality.
The functional world revolves around making money out of everything. That people have to pay huge amounts to learn to be hospitable, in polytechnics or private institutions.
Little did we know that despite learning all these commercialized form of hospitality doesn't make us any more hospitable than we were before we enrolled.
Yes, there are techniques to be learned in the commercialized hospitality industry. However, it doesn't teach you that Love should be the reason and outcome of hospitality.
There's not one technique that tells people to serve with love.
However, you will find that people who have a hospitable background tend to serve others better than those who have had no familiar hospitality background while growing up.
Sometimes however, hospitality may be derived from the second family of the person. Second families consists of relatives, extended relations, and of course, (parish) community.
To be hospitable we must be willing to offer these three things at least;
1. Food &
2. Drink
3. A place to sleep
Of course it doesn't stop there. Offer these without the heart served with it is a piracy of hospitality.
I attended a seminar regarding (Christian) Hospitality last weekend, and what moved me was the best hospitable act to give / show our visitors etc is our presence.
The way we talk, the way we look at them, we listen good and we respond with realness of ourselves.
Now that wraps up hospitality.
You may not offer food, drinks and a place to stay because maybe you don't have enough of these, or none at all, but you offer your presence and that sums up all.
And this I write from the opinion of my heart <3
Feel free to second this or to beg to differ :)
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Saturday, March 5, 2011
Bible Quote
Thank you for viewing my blog, readers.
I appreciate the time you all take to read my posts, no matter how boring.
Would like to share with you a verse that grows in me:
"I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in me, and I in him, he bears much fruit; for without me you can do nothing. If anyone does not abide in me, he shall be cast outside as the branch and wither; and they shall gather them up and cast them into fire, and they shall burn" -John 15:5-6
Sharing:
Last year, I felt the difference of relying on myself and having a powerful God, so divine, to intervene in my life.
Many times before last year I know I've experience the difference, but last year was truly my awakening.
I'm a strong willed girl who even to a fault doesn't allow moments of happiness pass. So I don't let myself get bogged down by negativity. I'm stubbornly able to lead the way to what I want. I expect a lot but I also expected to not receive (it's always at the back of my head).
To the point, I'm strong.
No matter how difficult, I just needed a little push of inspiration to get me going. But I could feel my elasticity almost going to give way to breakage.
And just as it was going to, He called me to walk with Him.
From March to May, my home life took a huge crash as financial disagreements rose. From May onwards, my almost 3year relationship ended. July came, and August came and the events felt as if someone ripped off your still fresh scab,
dig at it and poured in a bottle of alcohol in the open wound.
My beloved grandma passed away.
But when she left me here on earth, she gave me the best inheritance any daughter or grandchild could ask for - love, faith and hope - God.
And I'm happy. For all the things God has given me and made me to become.
I will give him the glory He rightfully deserves.
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I appreciate the time you all take to read my posts, no matter how boring.
Would like to share with you a verse that grows in me:
"I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in me, and I in him, he bears much fruit; for without me you can do nothing. If anyone does not abide in me, he shall be cast outside as the branch and wither; and they shall gather them up and cast them into fire, and they shall burn" -John 15:5-6
Sharing:
Last year, I felt the difference of relying on myself and having a powerful God, so divine, to intervene in my life.
Many times before last year I know I've experience the difference, but last year was truly my awakening.
I'm a strong willed girl who even to a fault doesn't allow moments of happiness pass. So I don't let myself get bogged down by negativity. I'm stubbornly able to lead the way to what I want. I expect a lot but I also expected to not receive (it's always at the back of my head).
To the point, I'm strong.
No matter how difficult, I just needed a little push of inspiration to get me going. But I could feel my elasticity almost going to give way to breakage.
And just as it was going to, He called me to walk with Him.
From March to May, my home life took a huge crash as financial disagreements rose. From May onwards, my almost 3year relationship ended. July came, and August came and the events felt as if someone ripped off your still fresh scab,
dig at it and poured in a bottle of alcohol in the open wound.
My beloved grandma passed away.
But when she left me here on earth, she gave me the best inheritance any daughter or grandchild could ask for - love, faith and hope - God.
And I'm happy. For all the things God has given me and made me to become.
I will give him the glory He rightfully deserves.
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My heart Smiles
It's funny how you never expected to feel something wonderful but you actually do.
I've conveyed to mum and well, she was concern but all was good when she asked me something and she saw I'm happy. She was trying to catch a glimpse of what I feel, that I might not know about.
I honestly didn't think that my face expressed what is in the inner part of my heart. (even if I'm afraid or shy to admit)
Haha I'm not saying I'm soooo in love, but it will get there, given proper time and connection I know I will.
For some reason, I still cannot find a bad thing to pin point in him.
But maybe, who knows it's true that maybe someone is made just for you, perfect in your eyes and soul.
We are two adults seeking something stable and of love.
So may God bless our souls.
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Friday, March 4, 2011
The New Beginning?
I decided.
I'm excited and it's really funny how things led to something serious such as these.
I've to share with mum soon.
She'll definitely be full of questions, and even skeptical, just as how concern my best friend is due to this.
I don't blame her. This is not how my relationship starts but honestly, it's real funny how my life goals matched his.
We'll have to simmer things down, actually accept the incredible story.
I think even he and I still find things incredible.
I've never felt more adult than I ever thought I could feel. Wow.
I'm looking forward to see him again :)
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I'm excited and it's really funny how things led to something serious such as these.
I've to share with mum soon.
She'll definitely be full of questions, and even skeptical, just as how concern my best friend is due to this.
I don't blame her. This is not how my relationship starts but honestly, it's real funny how my life goals matched his.
We'll have to simmer things down, actually accept the incredible story.
I think even he and I still find things incredible.
I've never felt more adult than I ever thought I could feel. Wow.
I'm looking forward to see him again :)
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Love, Salvation, Trust
Human's love is imperfect no matter how sincere or perfect it may seem. It is selfish, and it is full of shortcomings. But with God, Human's love is made perfect.
Why? Because...
And the most evident product of His Love is His providence of our salvation:
When you learn to
Even the most scary fall, you will not fear because you know His Hands will catch you, firmly and securely.
So come on, it's time to fall into His arms.
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Why? Because...
And the most evident product of His Love is His providence of our salvation:
When you learn to
Even the most scary fall, you will not fear because you know His Hands will catch you, firmly and securely.
So come on, it's time to fall into His arms.
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Thursday, March 3, 2011
Generous heart
Mother Theresa said to give till it hurts. That only when we feel a pinch do we know that yes, we are actually giving ourselves along with what we give others.
It goes with regards to money, but of course the intangible things like love, help and the likes too are counted.
In which case, I thought that maybe it suggests that Love NEED to hurt.
So I was thinking that it's when were hurt that we learn to appreciate the love, and when we give till there's none much left that we understand the meaning of being generous.
I have been examining my conscience with my ability of being generous.
Am I being generous or am I being a show off?
With lately been provided by a good cash-flow, am I lending, giving and loaning to people because I want to be a help that makes my friends glorify God for my help or is it to increase my ego and glorify myself?
Honestly, this year GOD's providence is really abundant. Even when I don't have much anymore, even to the point of complete dry spell of money, one way or another, I get a windfall.
Experiencing God in this way makes me understand how blessed I am.
This year is one of the most challenging just yet: two of my younger cousins will be coming with grandpa. They'll be studying here and I'm going to be their lifeline.
So many obstacle so far with documentations and as I think of the cost of them living here, I praise the Lord for letting me tap from His strength.
Also, im not going to lie that I need a human man offer me the warmth and moral encouragement I need.
But I will not settle for just random man with false intent and insufficient warmth to support.
He must be a God-fearing man who honors and respect a woman in all ways, in hopes of allowing her to be holy.
Idealistic? Yes, but ideas divine are ideas that will be made real by God.
Believe.
This year, I've an offer to take that can truly be a blessing. If it is His Will, I gladly accept it.
P.S. I've already made peace with Thomas. That means that emotional baggages has been cleared. We are happy for each other.
Praise God for today's opportunity. Amen.
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It goes with regards to money, but of course the intangible things like love, help and the likes too are counted.
In which case, I thought that maybe it suggests that Love NEED to hurt.
So I was thinking that it's when were hurt that we learn to appreciate the love, and when we give till there's none much left that we understand the meaning of being generous.
I have been examining my conscience with my ability of being generous.
Am I being generous or am I being a show off?
With lately been provided by a good cash-flow, am I lending, giving and loaning to people because I want to be a help that makes my friends glorify God for my help or is it to increase my ego and glorify myself?
Honestly, this year GOD's providence is really abundant. Even when I don't have much anymore, even to the point of complete dry spell of money, one way or another, I get a windfall.
Experiencing God in this way makes me understand how blessed I am.
This year is one of the most challenging just yet: two of my younger cousins will be coming with grandpa. They'll be studying here and I'm going to be their lifeline.
So many obstacle so far with documentations and as I think of the cost of them living here, I praise the Lord for letting me tap from His strength.
Also, im not going to lie that I need a human man offer me the warmth and moral encouragement I need.
But I will not settle for just random man with false intent and insufficient warmth to support.
He must be a God-fearing man who honors and respect a woman in all ways, in hopes of allowing her to be holy.
Idealistic? Yes, but ideas divine are ideas that will be made real by God.
Believe.
This year, I've an offer to take that can truly be a blessing. If it is His Will, I gladly accept it.
P.S. I've already made peace with Thomas. That means that emotional baggages has been cleared. We are happy for each other.
Praise God for today's opportunity. Amen.
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Monday, February 28, 2011
Path to A New Adventure
I'm going to give it a shot.
After I decide on Friday, if it's a green signal from God, I will book us Engage Encounter sessions at my Parish.
I can't believe that I'm actually going through this route. I'm going to talk to mum soon.
I guess it'll be this year.
On my birthday.
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After I decide on Friday, if it's a green signal from God, I will book us Engage Encounter sessions at my Parish.
I can't believe that I'm actually going through this route. I'm going to talk to mum soon.
I guess it'll be this year.
On my birthday.
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Sunday, February 27, 2011
Meatless & Weird Stuff
I went meat-less today, and might continue tomorrow too.
We'll see what happens :)
So I was thinking I might actually finally donate blood. Got kinda excited when I saw this poster:
So let's see, I might actually do it.
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I'm very weirded out lately actually, i'm beginning to think that I have 'Marry Me' post-its on my forehead, or something.
Ok I'm not complaining, it's a huge compliment to have stable, nice men gauging that I'm a good woman to marry, and it's exciting, whisking me to a new level of adventure, but maybe, just maybe, I need to talk with myself how these things will be on me in a long run.
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Bestie says I've to think properly, and actually make the effort to size them up and so I can see if I can 'consider to consider' proposals.
{Like I don't know that}
Maybe I'm just held up by things that I don't show much interest.
I just need time to get back to my original perspectives.
For now, I'm going to smile and play coy like I always do. And, play stupid to all matters as these.
I don't know why I can't take these things seriously. Tho deep down I may know the root to these.
Maybe, its cos I been in immature relationships that leads nowhere near solid prospects of marriage. And of course, I guess it might be just me too.
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Saturday, February 26, 2011
Lord's Second Coming
I just came from a movie with Azmi, No Strings Attached, and we walked home from eHub.
{Will give a short review on the movie in the next posts to come}
Anyway, as we walked back to my place, and he was busy texting his girl friend, words and tune just entered my head and it started with -
"The whole world will bow down before you, as you walk with us again.
The while earth will pay homage to you O my King"
And then I continued, having the tune and the words overflowing continuously till I actually completed a song - a ballad on the Lord's Second Coming.
I could see it being played this year's advent.
The lyrics are as follows:
The whole world will bow down before you
As you walk with us again
The whole earth will pay homage to you O my King
Up ahead they will see a bright light in their midst
So come O our King
Walk amongst us we pray
As you come let us see your face
Once again
Fill us with your presence,
Empower us all
The whole world will bow down before you
As you walk with us again
The whole earth will pay homage to you O my King
Up ahead they will see a white light in their midst
O Lord please forgive our trespasses we pray
Shine on us your light once again
Fill us with your presence,
Empower us all
For the world will bow down before you as you come
Teach us, lead us
Remain... With us
Lord forgive us our sins
For the world will bow down before you as you come
Teach us, lead us
Remain... With us
Lord please forgive us our sins
End of Song.
I'm proud of it, should show it to my musician friends and they can pair it with their instruments.
I'm really happy that God blesses me with talents for words and be an instrument for him.
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{Will give a short review on the movie in the next posts to come}
Anyway, as we walked back to my place, and he was busy texting his girl friend, words and tune just entered my head and it started with -
"The whole world will bow down before you, as you walk with us again.
The while earth will pay homage to you O my King"
And then I continued, having the tune and the words overflowing continuously till I actually completed a song - a ballad on the Lord's Second Coming.
I could see it being played this year's advent.
The lyrics are as follows:
The whole world will bow down before you
As you walk with us again
The whole earth will pay homage to you O my King
Up ahead they will see a bright light in their midst
So come O our King
Walk amongst us we pray
As you come let us see your face
Once again
Fill us with your presence,
Empower us all
The whole world will bow down before you
As you walk with us again
The whole earth will pay homage to you O my King
Up ahead they will see a white light in their midst
O Lord please forgive our trespasses we pray
Shine on us your light once again
Fill us with your presence,
Empower us all
For the world will bow down before you as you come
Teach us, lead us
Remain... With us
Lord forgive us our sins
For the world will bow down before you as you come
Teach us, lead us
Remain... With us
Lord please forgive us our sins
End of Song.
I'm proud of it, should show it to my musician friends and they can pair it with their instruments.
I'm really happy that God blesses me with talents for words and be an instrument for him.
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Friday, February 25, 2011
Birthday Bloated
Happy birthday to my dears father and cousin, Azmi.
After work I met up with them at East Coast Food Village.
It was a chore looking for seats that would fit 8 Adults, 2 Teens and 1 Child.
And to all who've been there, you would know how difficult it is to get a proper seat. But thank God we got a big ans comfortable place to sit at.
Initial plan would have been at Swissotel or at our new family favorite restaurant at Downtown East, Magic Wok. But cos Father's mum and siblings came so we have to "spend less".
It was fun tho. We spend so much on food, but thank God nothing was wasted.
{too much food}
{but more to come}
The food was awesome nevertheless. I guess this was one of the best place to have birthday dinner cos it's cheap but wonderful. Thank God for His great providence.
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Azmi and I stole some time to ourselves, but ended up at Mana Mana area and it kinda whipped up some memories but the good thing was that I wasn't affected.
It was good memory.
--
Anyway, back to the celebration. I'm seated here after eating Prima Deli's cookies and cream cake that Aunt chose. It was nice!
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Tomorrow I will be going out with Azmi and spend some cousin times after a long time. We have a lot of things to catch up on!
So tomorrow's movie time! :-)
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After work I met up with them at East Coast Food Village.
It was a chore looking for seats that would fit 8 Adults, 2 Teens and 1 Child.
And to all who've been there, you would know how difficult it is to get a proper seat. But thank God we got a big ans comfortable place to sit at.
Initial plan would have been at Swissotel or at our new family favorite restaurant at Downtown East, Magic Wok. But cos Father's mum and siblings came so we have to "spend less".
It was fun tho. We spend so much on food, but thank God nothing was wasted.
{too much food}
{but more to come}
The food was awesome nevertheless. I guess this was one of the best place to have birthday dinner cos it's cheap but wonderful. Thank God for His great providence.
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Azmi and I stole some time to ourselves, but ended up at Mana Mana area and it kinda whipped up some memories but the good thing was that I wasn't affected.
It was good memory.
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Anyway, back to the celebration. I'm seated here after eating Prima Deli's cookies and cream cake that Aunt chose. It was nice!
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Tomorrow I will be going out with Azmi and spend some cousin times after a long time. We have a lot of things to catch up on!
So tomorrow's movie time! :-)
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