Monday, February 23, 2009
why do people use the word falling when it comes to love?does it mean we just keep falling and falling down a tunnel?where we never can reconcile with what we are and how we are?the memories cannot repeat itself again..though events and history can repeat..we can never alter the past..it is a dream that we stretch so hard to grasp..and then we stubbornly don't want to acknowledge that it is far exhausted and beyond our reach...I'm regretful..finally realized i didn't cherish when i could..I'm sorry..
I needed Jesus @ | 3:10 PM
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Tuesday, February 17, 2009
i dream that i stand upon this stage.practicing and rehearsing.perfecting every single move..aiming for a flawless and perfect act..aiming for something no one can point an accusing finger at, saying i am wrong or it's not to their liking..there is no audience watching..i rather be performing for myself than other people..but they just keep coming and coming..saying what i am doing is not good enough..saying that i should do this and that..saying i lack creativity and individuality..but i ask..am i given a chance to?that's why..all this is just a dream..an exhausted dream?or a dream that can never happen..a dream that i cannot reach form where i am now..or worse.cannot reach from wherever i may be?
I needed Jesus @ | 5:14 AM
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Wednesday, February 11, 2009
pain in itself is never scary or fearful...because no one remembers the pain..how it lingers in us...what is fearful is the scar pain leaves behind..a memento mori that opens up and smiles at us whenever we see it...then..we start feeling the pain all over again...and now.if we ponder more carefully..we realize that the real torture is the memory..the vivid memories of events or people that slowly crawls its way into us..turning every emotion in despondency and melancholy and sadness...and worse still..sometimes we don't even know..we don't even realize where we are in the world of emotions...because a girl like you is impossible to find,impossible to find
I needed Jesus @ | 9:46 PM
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Thursday, February 5, 2009
we often wonder where God really is..we can't see, can't hear, we can't smell' we can't feel...so where is God?the atheist laugh at us for using faith to explain the intangible relationship..they laugh and scorn..other religions have idols..tangible objects that they can place their trust on...things that are seen..so what do we have?we have a heart and mind..that's all that we need..to listen to God.to see God's will..to hear His voice...
people laugh at our belief..seeing it ridiculous that a God should die for man..not His friends but His enemies..they jeer at the sheer nonsensical plot of our Gospel..as the Bible says that the gospel is seen as foolish by the unbelieving..but it is the power of God unto salvation as well..the parallels are rather obvious..that wherever God is and wills..man tries to oppose..i see the tearing down of natural reserves and forest as an attempt by man to destroy the evidence that affirms that there is a Creator...they create their own concrete forests,elevating themselves to the status of a creator..
when we look at them..lost souls..the people that are not ignorant to our pleas for repentance, rather indifferent to the gospel...how do we feel?love.that is the word.that is the emotion.that is the power and motivation that God gives us to continuously reach out to the lost despite set backs.we feel sorry because we are going to heaven and they are not...the last part of Romans1:16 says that the power of the gospel is able to save anyone and everyone...the lesson is..are we limiting the people that we bring to church?do we only bring people that we are comfortable with?the popular people in class?how about the outcast?the quiet?and the unpopular?well.Jesus did reached out to these people by saving us, the sinful the dirty and the scornful..who are we then to determine who is to be save?
I needed Jesus @ | 8:30 PM
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Tuesday, February 3, 2009
a moment that death can never claim
while He kept silent there
love spoke in sacrifice
He gave His precious life, to save a soul like me
I needed Jesus @ | 3:12 PM
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we often wonder how male and female can fall in love...how they can accept each other when both are so different..the way males think is so different from the way females think..a snapshot of actions and thoughts by both parties would clearly draw the defining lines...males are more direct,overbearing,practical,insensitive while females are more emotional,irrational,sensitive and caring...so what exactly bring these two together?what is the drawing factor that sparks a sensation that cannot be defined by words until experienced?i believe that the root cause is a God given element called love....that intangible element that stirs the very heart of man...and the very substance that melts even the hardest heart...
if we ponder on love so often..if we see acts of love..little glimpses of love every now and then..we must be wondering how did this all came about...how people could just love one and one only..to keep to that commitment for life?how different people could find themselves as compatible mates of life?i believe it all started at creation and then affirmed at the cross..
right form the start..God had in mind the ways of man and how they were going to be like..in the past present and future..he knew that man would fall out with Him..and HE planned the greatest act of love..for the past present and the future..He gave love and showed love by the dying of His Son on the cross and it is imperative to note that love was an unknown attribute of God in the Old Testament...what happened was God's only Son died for not people of His kind..but rather..His creatures..not people that loved Him in return but rather, the people who mocked and scorned Him...i would say that that standard of love can never be reached by man..and if we are awed by long lasting love between couples..amazed by devotion of lovers..or even touched by the nobility of parental love...why people are not moved touched and compelled to recognise and believe God's love as the greatest love of all time?why not believe that He is the Son of God if such love can never be manifested by human beings?
the world is such:that the cacophony of the world, the rumblings and the songs of these world..the murmurs of god of these ages man choose to hear..while the euphony of God's love..the solo of His wondrous grace and mercy.. we often relegate to the bench..but we must always bear in mind that God's solo never change and He will always be singing it over us..and for eternity..
I needed Jesus @ | 4:54 AM
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