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, April 29, 2008
MAKES ME WANNA SHOUT
Today, i wanna say that life with God is so much better.
i always hear them say it in church: "personal revival". corporate revival, national revival, all that grandiose mass return of orphans to their Father starts with each person getting revived inside for themselves.
today, i just don't know what else to say.
except perhaps that i am tasting first hand how good God is to those who set Him first. have i set Him first? i don't know. but like the subtitle of this blog alludes, i'm trying. for the first time in maybe years, i'm genuinely trying to not just set him first but to know what else is vying for number one and bring them down a rightful notch. will this exercise go down the same path as many previous attempts to, so to speak, "get it right"? maybe. maybe not. maybe i'll be trying all my life.
regardless, i want to thank God today for turning around a really monstrous technical problem i've been having for three weeks now. relapse after relapse had left me wrecked with frustration and what sometimes feels like defeat but, as i've recently been reminded, if God is for me who can be against me?
i don't know how right or wrong i've been in the past three, four days, but i know today that God is for me. there is no way, no chance that i could have surmounted some of my tech problems if God did not first move the right people into my path, and then personally get involved. and yes, i know, this is about as hopeful as my blog has been since its inception.
thank you sha.
thank you jon.
thank you kim.
thank you bob.
thank you thay.
thank you Jesus.
makes me wanna shout.
Labels: christianity, hope, survival
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