Lord I pray for this 3 things for 2010:
Love, wisdom & discipline
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
i was struck
If i can serve others as if i were serving Jesus, I am delivered from any feelings of nobility in what i do. It is one thing to lift some drunk out of the gutter, take him home, shower him and put him into my bed. In such a case i might view myself as a wonderful person who did something worthy of praise. On the other hand, if when i look into the eyes of that drunk, i think of ministering to Jesus Himself, I am only left inquiring of myself, "Am I worthy?"
To recognise the image of our God in even the most socially despised of creatures is to become a humble servant of these people.
~Anthony Campolo
To recognise the image of our God in even the most socially despised of creatures is to become a humble servant of these people.
~Anthony Campolo
Friday, May 07, 2010
heart
It's a good time, after coming back from work, after the 5 days of inhumane hours n work stress. at home alone, 30mins before i go for cell group, bathed, with some good music... to try to write abt how the heart felt.. knowing now that ppl rarely read blogs, even better.. smiles :)
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It is cold out the night, I wore my favourite sweater walking through the quiet paths straight home, imagining as it was like olden days where children will wave to me from the side as you pass by, and a big golden sun stretching out its arms across the white picket fence before laying down a day's purpose to continue dreaming.
Like a kid 20 years ago in autumn, remember the stacks of leaves? =) remember how we used to swim through it, get ourselves the dirty, comfy little adventures we experience and believe.
yeh eh, how old am i? Or how young i went by or left? did i just lived today, pretend to, or died?
I close my eyes
and all I dream is nothing
I am 70, I am 25, I am 40. I am running, falling, wading, dragging, flying?
God I am 25 & 30. I am all I can be with nothing. You fill my empty, available cup, ba.
Like a painter whose mind may be set on a moving pattern, I am 25.
Like a trustee who knows who guarantees his future, I am 30, need not be 18.
Who is like you who creates the ever-expanding galaxies and take times to fill up my insecurities intricately?
Crisscross our hearts with your gentle, everlasting love. open its corner to flow out to the next heart. Calm our stormy souls, one word and be still. Buckle us with righteousness, like a seatbelt save us from our careless undertakings.
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ok, what a wandering mind, go lie down a while n go cell group/
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It is cold out the night, I wore my favourite sweater walking through the quiet paths straight home, imagining as it was like olden days where children will wave to me from the side as you pass by, and a big golden sun stretching out its arms across the white picket fence before laying down a day's purpose to continue dreaming.
Like a kid 20 years ago in autumn, remember the stacks of leaves? =) remember how we used to swim through it, get ourselves the dirty, comfy little adventures we experience and believe.
yeh eh, how old am i? Or how young i went by or left? did i just lived today, pretend to, or died?
I close my eyes
and all I dream is nothing
I am 70, I am 25, I am 40. I am running, falling, wading, dragging, flying?
God I am 25 & 30. I am all I can be with nothing. You fill my empty, available cup, ba.
Like a painter whose mind may be set on a moving pattern, I am 25.
Like a trustee who knows who guarantees his future, I am 30, need not be 18.
Who is like you who creates the ever-expanding galaxies and take times to fill up my insecurities intricately?
Crisscross our hearts with your gentle, everlasting love. open its corner to flow out to the next heart. Calm our stormy souls, one word and be still. Buckle us with righteousness, like a seatbelt save us from our careless undertakings.
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ok, what a wandering mind, go lie down a while n go cell group/
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Victor
God is speaking in solitude, asking what is my name. And for a man of failures, it is a difficult name to swallow. To learn to view from the Father's perspective, and based on His immeasurable love, rise up.
Victor \Vic"tor\, n. [L. victor, fr. vincere, victum, to vanquish, to conquer. See Vanquish.]
1. The winner in a contest; one who gets the better of another in any struggle; esp., one who defeats an enemy in battle; a vanquisher; a conqueror; -- often followed by at, rarely by of. [1913 Webster]
In love, the victors from the vanquished fly; They fly that wound, and they pursue that die. --Waller. [1913 Webster]
2. A destroyer. [R. & Poetic] [1913 Webster]
There, victor of his health, of fortune, friends, And fame, this lord of useless thousands ends. --Pope. [1913 Webster]
Source: The Collaborative International Dictionary of English v.0.48
Victor \Vic"tor\, n. [L. victor, fr. vincere, victum, to vanquish, to conquer. See Vanquish.]
1. The winner in a contest; one who gets the better of another in any struggle; esp., one who defeats an enemy in battle; a vanquisher; a conqueror; -- often followed by at, rarely by of. [1913 Webster]
In love, the victors from the vanquished fly; They fly that wound, and they pursue that die. --Waller. [1913 Webster]
2. A destroyer. [R. & Poetic] [1913 Webster]
There, victor of his health, of fortune, friends, And fame, this lord of useless thousands ends. --Pope. [1913 Webster]
Source: The Collaborative International Dictionary of English v.0.48
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