Youngest kid of six with an inferiority and black sheep complex, but determined that God saves not just his soul to heaven but the remainder of his manic-depressive life, so others won't say he became a Christian and remained a jerk.
i won't be transparent before i'm opaque. and you'll get to know me starting from the small things: who my favourite bands are. what kind of movies i like. who are my heroes.
I’m convinced that when confronted with sincere, real love, the Jesus factor will become obvious. But let’s not plant the cross before we carry it. I’m not trying to con you.
Some dreams are meant to be achieved. I know that. But maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, privately. Never known to anyone but ourselves.
It is a sadness that, when choosing between crying and sighing, will choose sighing. I'd almost say that melancholy is being sad about sadness itself.
On memory and nostalgia
It saddens me when life moves forward and people decide that certain things are worth forgetting.
I've learnt that the word irregardless is filed as a non-standard word in the English language. That's a lexicographer's way of saying it's not a real word.
Crowds are fickle things. So when we stand in the thousands and cry against the present government, do we know who we're actually crying for?
People always want the best for themselves. But I want to sometimes take second or third or fourth best, just so that the loser down the road doesn't always have to come in last. It must feel like shit to always come in last.
On growing old
Leasehold property make me feel sad. It doesn't matter how old the family photos are that you put on your wall. It's your family but it's not really your wall.
I ask you, if God loves everyone, and if God is also incapable of loving evil, how can there be such a thing as an evil man?
On a daily basis
One line quips, like this.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Run a google image search on "success" and observe this strange thing. coming in a close second to sporting pictures are pictures of men in corporate clothing standing on a variety of summits, like mountains. i mean, what's that supposed to mean?
people always talk about success as if there's a universally acknowledged understanding of what success means. they say things like "yeah, he's very successful" or "the event was a success" or "here's how you find success".
but you and i have heard enough stories about people who do very well in their jobs and drive nice cars and live in boutique apartments and are filing divorce papers. you and i know that that's not success. so why do we keep on talking about success as if it's something that can be measured by what meets the eye?
let's expand our vocabulary. especially christians - you above all people should know that value lies not in what you can pay for things but what god had to pay for you. talking about success as career advancement and swanky living does not register on my radar and should not register on yours.
cos i'm convinced now more than ever that in the kingdom of god, success has an entirely different definition. it's a definition that anyone - christian or not - will know whenever they do a quiet and honest inventory of their lives. it's a success of their personhood. it's a success of their humanity. so let's use new words. let's not say that "i know of a very successful man who had marital problems". that is not success. let's take a long hard look at all those "key to success" quick fixes, because those keys open doors that lead to a flimsy kind of glory.
let's begin to speak in a language that truly reflects what we believe.
Labels: language, society
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