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Saturday, January 28, 2006

Psalm 66 and Proverbs

Shout with joy to God, all the earth!
Sing the glory of His name; make His praise glorious!
Say to God, "how awesome are Your deeds! So great is your power that Your enemies cringe before You. All the earth bows down to You; they sing praise to You, they sing praise to Your name."


To man belong the plans of the heart, but from the Lord comes the reply of the tongue.

In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.


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"The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised."

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

"If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me."

How does one take up a cross daily? that doesnt sound very easy to me. in fact it sounds quite painful. and thats exactly the point. if our spiritual lives are easy then we have not denied ourselves. we cant just do it once a week on Sunday. there is a key word in this sentence: DAILY. every day we're supposed to wake up and serve God. its not a part-time job. its a 24-7 job. its our identity. wow. thats a tall order. "I can do everything through Him who gives me strength." through Him. thats why we must deny ourselves. daily.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

A sonnet for the Broncos loss

i had to write a sonnet for english. im not actually a freak. but it turned out good and the broncos' loss was my inspiration. so here it is.

Struck down are dreams of glory now in pain

Once cherished in the west but now has died

The efforts crushed and now will faint in vain

And no more lives the glory like a tide


To rise to fame and bask in all again

And overtake the sand and wash the toes

Of friends who bleed and watch for them to fend

But back the tide does fall with ghastly blows


And all the friends whose creeks true and just

Flow not into the tide where needed but

Go dry because the enemy does thrust

A sword into the heart where they do cut


Oh woe to us in this where life has turned

The tide does fall and all our hopes are burned



tear. someone hold me.


Friday, January 20, 2006

Poor Connor

as you know, connor's stuff got stolen in costa rica. among the stolen items was his credit card. so he decided to cancel the account, to which his blog account was connected. soooooooooo, if you want to read his blog, too bad. its gone. dead. deceased. in turmoil. not here. sorry. wasnt that a great post especially after my little posting drought? yes i thought so too.