About time words became action.
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Saturday, May 4, 2013
The Martian has arrived....
@
11:45 PM
I'm really tired today.
So I'd keep this post short.
So I'd keep this post short.
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| Martian Pink |
And yes that is a baby blue cover,
because the other choices was pink and dark pink.
AND WE ALL KNOW I AM NOT A PINK PERSON.
If I regret this,
I'll blame it from having watched John Carter yesterday.
Lol.
But I remember daringly wishing for this when this Samsung model first came out.
At that time, I was thinking why pink only in Korea.
So it was a seriously cannot believe this! moment when the seller took it out.
And I couldn't not buy it.
So here's to contradicting covers!
And please be patient while I learn this Martian up.
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Friday, May 3, 2013
Worldly matters
@
12:15 AM
I choose to be thankful...
Corrie ten Boom was a godly woman who endured great persecution from the Nazis in the World War II concentration camp known as Ravensbruck. During an interview, she once stated she had learned to hold everything "loosely" in her hands. When asked why, Miss ten Boom explained that after being a Christian for many years, she had discovered the truth that when she grasped things tightly, it hurt more when the Lord had to pry her fingers loose. The choice really is ours to make. We need to hold our "stuff" loosely while investing financial resources in eternal things. We need to keep our gaze riveted to God’s plan alone instead of entering the all too familiar and ungodly “competition” that seems to plague so many people.
To stay away from idols and avoid greed, we need to change our focus from what we want to what we have, and choose to be satisfied with whatever that is.
for still having 810 x12
OB10
Flex
all to myself.
An excerpt from GiG:
Corrie ten Boom was a godly woman who endured great persecution from the Nazis in the World War II concentration camp known as Ravensbruck. During an interview, she once stated she had learned to hold everything "loosely" in her hands. When asked why, Miss ten Boom explained that after being a Christian for many years, she had discovered the truth that when she grasped things tightly, it hurt more when the Lord had to pry her fingers loose. The choice really is ours to make. We need to hold our "stuff" loosely while investing financial resources in eternal things. We need to keep our gaze riveted to God’s plan alone instead of entering the all too familiar and ungodly “competition” that seems to plague so many people.
To stay away from idols and avoid greed, we need to change our focus from what we want to what we have, and choose to be satisfied with whatever that is.
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Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Early again
@
8:20 AM
We've been bringing sweet old songs back.
A song sang way back in my early days in CF:
Back then, we sang in F.
Today we are going to do it in D, because males can barely touch the high notes.
And somewhere in the lyrics, there's been a change over the years.
Where 'I' have been replaced with 'You'.
The fingers were remembering a familiar melody last night.
One unsung for years, yet muscle memory remembered how sweet it was.
How there's an undiminished 7th that makes things sound so much sweeter between a ii and the V.
And how the slightest change of a D/F# to Em7, making it a ii V instead of I V, can make such a difference.
If only my heart is in the right place this morning.
Not just to nail all the chords right, but to sing this from within.
For I know this declaration. I want to sing this declaration.
But would You accept it, coming from this heart that hasn't been putting You first?
To sing of surrender while life has been a daily battle of frustrations.
To sing of the depths of Your grace and forgiveness while I am with 'unwanted' mentality this morning.
To sing of loving You when I haven't been soaking in that love or walking towards You.
Something that I've learned from the concert, we sing to declare the truth over our lives.
We sing when we don't feel like it, because it's His truth.
And for any child of God, His truth is the truth that prevails.
Lord, let this day be about You
Let us sing onto You
Play onto You
With all that our hearts can
Yet humbly knowing that
It's never enough
Amen.
A song sang way back in my early days in CF:
.....
Let me find You in the desert
Let me find You in the desert
Till this sand is holy ground
And I am found completely surrendered
To You, my Lord and Friend
.....
And the depth of grace the forgiveness found
To be called a child of God
Just let me say how much I love You
O my Saviour, my Lord and Friend
.....
And the depth of grace the forgiveness found
To be called a child of God
Just let me say how much I love You
O my Saviour, my Lord and Friend
Back then, we sang in F.
Today we are going to do it in D, because males can barely touch the high notes.
And somewhere in the lyrics, there's been a change over the years.
Where 'I' have been replaced with 'You'.
The fingers were remembering a familiar melody last night.
One unsung for years, yet muscle memory remembered how sweet it was.
How there's an undiminished 7th that makes things sound so much sweeter between a ii and the V.
And how the slightest change of a D/F# to Em7, making it a ii V instead of I V, can make such a difference.
If only my heart is in the right place this morning.
Not just to nail all the chords right, but to sing this from within.
For I know this declaration. I want to sing this declaration.
But would You accept it, coming from this heart that hasn't been putting You first?
To sing of surrender while life has been a daily battle of frustrations.
To sing of the depths of Your grace and forgiveness while I am with 'unwanted' mentality this morning.
To sing of loving You when I haven't been soaking in that love or walking towards You.
Something that I've learned from the concert, we sing to declare the truth over our lives.
We sing when we don't feel like it, because it's His truth.
And for any child of God, His truth is the truth that prevails.
Lord, let this day be about You
Let us sing onto You
Play onto You
With all that our hearts can
Yet humbly knowing that
It's never enough
Amen.
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,
inner voice
,
song
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