Waiting for the Rain
Oh I'm waiting in this desert
Just waiting for the rain
Oh but I won't leave this desert
Until I see the rain
And I'm waiting in the wilderness
Of promises yet fulfilled
Oh but I won't leave this wilderness
Until I see the rain
I'm waiting for the rain
Oh I'm waiting for the rain
I'm just waiting for the rain
Oh I'm waiting for the rain
For I have heard the story told of a prophet who prophesied
Of the rain that would come in the middle of a drought
As a sign of the rain to come
And though years have come and years have gone
We're still waiting for the rain
Oh but I can see the clouds gathering now
Are you ready, are you ready for the rain?
Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain
Just let it rain, let it rain
God let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain
By Misty Edwards
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Friday, January 11, 2013
Faith and works. Works and faith, fit together like hand in glove.
It's early in the year. I am not quite at fifth gear - the pace that I was at in 2012 - but it seems like it is gradually moving towards that again. Amidst falling asleep at early hours due to exhaustion and burnout (from last year) coupled with sleepless nights (which was surprising), I wake up early this morning and headed out for a full day of meetings, interspersed with conference calls.
One event after another. One conversation after another. It's been a few months since I have felt this curiously amazing feeling ...
Thoughts. Words. Deeds. Each form a piece of the large jigsaw puzzle. A huge canvas. The full picture, yet to be revealed. These are exciting times ... when jigsaw pieces find their way into destined positions. Trusting and sensing the invisible hand at work. It's an amazing feeling to be part of something larger than myself ... something other worldly ... in an otherwise worldly environment.
Winding down for the day. I catch up on my reading. I am again amazed.
Faith and works. Works and faith, fit together like hand in glove.
The phrase "hand in glove" from The Message bible jumped out at me. It spoke of my responsibilty to be busy about the work that God has placed in my path to do. The role. The responsibilities. The ideas. The possibilities. ... at this point, it would appear that the world is my oyster. The world as God's kingdom that has come and is coming. The world enveloping the precious pearl that is/will be revealed to those who put their hands to the plow (work).
For awhile I had been pondering a young leader's emotionally charged comments spewed from the pulpit. We are to worship God and God alone. (Therefore,) we will serve God and God only ... not man!
At that time, I was going through a tough situation where a trusted associate once told me that having been given a job was an answer to prayer. In the midst of reality - extremely hard work, being subject to vicious gossips and challenging circumstances, it was subsequently decided that the job cannot be from God. After all, it involved too much work, working with non-cooperative, ungrateful people, and worse case scenario - doing bits and pieces of work within short timeframes that seemed meaningless and with little hope of having the red carpet drawn out for one to walk on ... you get the drift!
We live and work in the world. And yet, it is impossible that one should work and serve God in an environment that is perceived to be overwhelming, stressful, thankless, and completely lacking in all manner of mutual respect ... and the list can go on, if we choose to let loose our guard! God it can't be from you because I can't find time to rest and the work keeps piling up and ... it is just not "restful" (completely opposite from ... a stroll in the park or watering a garden of roses, perhaps)!
Baffled. Speechless.
Like yeast, the deception spread. And suddenly, the reality became sails that no longer had wind. Tattered and torn by the unforgiving, relentless storm of betrayal, gossips and rumors. All possibilities came to a dead end. Dreams that were given appeared dead (as if it was a mental patient's hallucinations to begin with). When all seemed lost and gone. Dead. Yielded. "Suddeny, a gentle wave lifts the front of the boat. An easterly wind blows through the broken sail moving the boat in the right direction" ... once again.
I digress.
Faith and works. Works and faith, fit together like hand in glove.
The latest reading brings clarity to swirling thoughts from months past. That whole bit about worshipping and serving God and God alone. True. We are called to worship God, and God alone. For he is a jealous God, and we are to have no other gods/idols that we value above him. Additionally ... in the midst of worship or performing worship to God on a daily basis, he places us in the marketplace, a secular environment. It is at such places, where our secular work is/becomes ministry.
As believers, we work because that is what God has placed in our hands to do or in our paths, in answer to our prayers for the Lord to provide for our needs. In going about our daily work, we inevitably serve those (the imperfect ones) whom God has placed in our lives to watch over, lead and guide us in our work. It is like serving our parents. We don't worship our parents, but we are certainly called to honor them by loving and serving them.
We worship God at our workplaces by giving our best and the most excellent work (that comes from working by faith in God's grace, wisdom and strength). We worship God by maintaining our presence within the world. We (his presence in us) are his kingdom come (to the world). As we faithfully take our positions in the marketplace, we are His will done on earth as it is in heaven!
One event after another. One conversation after another. It's been a few months since I have felt this curiously amazing feeling ...
Thoughts. Words. Deeds. Each form a piece of the large jigsaw puzzle. A huge canvas. The full picture, yet to be revealed. These are exciting times ... when jigsaw pieces find their way into destined positions. Trusting and sensing the invisible hand at work. It's an amazing feeling to be part of something larger than myself ... something other worldly ... in an otherwise worldly environment.
Winding down for the day. I catch up on my reading. I am again amazed.
Faith and works. Works and faith, fit together like hand in glove.
The phrase "hand in glove" from The Message bible jumped out at me. It spoke of my responsibilty to be busy about the work that God has placed in my path to do. The role. The responsibilities. The ideas. The possibilities. ... at this point, it would appear that the world is my oyster. The world as God's kingdom that has come and is coming. The world enveloping the precious pearl that is/will be revealed to those who put their hands to the plow (work).
For awhile I had been pondering a young leader's emotionally charged comments spewed from the pulpit. We are to worship God and God alone. (Therefore,) we will serve God and God only ... not man!
At that time, I was going through a tough situation where a trusted associate once told me that having been given a job was an answer to prayer. In the midst of reality - extremely hard work, being subject to vicious gossips and challenging circumstances, it was subsequently decided that the job cannot be from God. After all, it involved too much work, working with non-cooperative, ungrateful people, and worse case scenario - doing bits and pieces of work within short timeframes that seemed meaningless and with little hope of having the red carpet drawn out for one to walk on ... you get the drift!
We live and work in the world. And yet, it is impossible that one should work and serve God in an environment that is perceived to be overwhelming, stressful, thankless, and completely lacking in all manner of mutual respect ... and the list can go on, if we choose to let loose our guard! God it can't be from you because I can't find time to rest and the work keeps piling up and ... it is just not "restful" (completely opposite from ... a stroll in the park or watering a garden of roses, perhaps)!
Baffled. Speechless.
Like yeast, the deception spread. And suddenly, the reality became sails that no longer had wind. Tattered and torn by the unforgiving, relentless storm of betrayal, gossips and rumors. All possibilities came to a dead end. Dreams that were given appeared dead (as if it was a mental patient's hallucinations to begin with). When all seemed lost and gone. Dead. Yielded. "Suddeny, a gentle wave lifts the front of the boat. An easterly wind blows through the broken sail moving the boat in the right direction" ... once again.
I digress.
Faith and works. Works and faith, fit together like hand in glove.
The latest reading brings clarity to swirling thoughts from months past. That whole bit about worshipping and serving God and God alone. True. We are called to worship God, and God alone. For he is a jealous God, and we are to have no other gods/idols that we value above him. Additionally ... in the midst of worship or performing worship to God on a daily basis, he places us in the marketplace, a secular environment. It is at such places, where our secular work is/becomes ministry.
As believers, we work because that is what God has placed in our hands to do or in our paths, in answer to our prayers for the Lord to provide for our needs. In going about our daily work, we inevitably serve those (the imperfect ones) whom God has placed in our lives to watch over, lead and guide us in our work. It is like serving our parents. We don't worship our parents, but we are certainly called to honor them by loving and serving them.
We worship God at our workplaces by giving our best and the most excellent work (that comes from working by faith in God's grace, wisdom and strength). We worship God by maintaining our presence within the world. We (his presence in us) are his kingdom come (to the world). As we faithfully take our positions in the marketplace, we are His will done on earth as it is in heaven!
Sunday, January 6, 2013
2013
2012 was ok, short of the movie predicting the end of the world! I am thankful to be alive and more importantly, to be immensely loved by God and my family, and favorably thought of by friends and buddies.
2013. You will be a totally different story. While it is still new, here are a few thoughts that give direction to this blessed life.
Scuba dive into the ocean of blessings
Surf the waves of change
Ski the slopes of uncharted territories
Scale the mountains of glory
Happy New Year! Fear God and live well!
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
What has become of me?
Morning fix. Nespresso.
Afternoon at CLGC. White coffee.
After 5pm at VR One. Jasmine Tea.
A few hours ago. Now.
Maybe in the next few hours.
INSOMNIA!
May this cup be taken away. Yet not my will but yours be done.
Oh, what I would give to skip the CIMB Asia Pacific Classic Malaysia tomorrow.
God have mercy!
Afternoon at CLGC. White coffee.
After 5pm at VR One. Jasmine Tea.
A few hours ago. Now.
Maybe in the next few hours.
INSOMNIA!
May this cup be taken away. Yet not my will but yours be done.
Oh, what I would give to skip the CIMB Asia Pacific Classic Malaysia tomorrow.
God have mercy!
Monday, September 26, 2011
Without Vision, the People Perish
Once again, I am at this moment in life, where I contemplate the purpose for which I have been created. I want to counted in this life, not just to have existed but to have made a positive difference in this world. Yet this cannot happen without the interaction with people because positive difference is measured based on the value another places on your contribution.
I re-read a dance review and realize that it may take years before any positive "fruit of one's labor" can be seen. For example, it's been more than a decade since I actively participated in the dance world. Throughout my absence from the Malaysian dance world, a few hearts have continued to pray, believe and paved the way for future dancers to be recognized as professional dancers of international or regional caliber.
"For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you a hope and a future." - Jeremiah 29:11
I received these words decades ago. Today, I stand and say, "Lord, clarify and confirm that purpose and plan you have placed in my heart, in my life. May two, right hearts come together that we may recognize your hand upon our lives and pave the way for more miracles to happen in and through our lives."
The age-old proverb “without vision, the people perish” rings true for Malaysian dancers today. Without dreams to guide us, we dance in circles thinking highly of our achievements when in fact, the world is passing us by. Fortunately for young Malaysian dancers today, Danceworks Production’s arduous task of promoting dance culture within Malaysia in this last decade has borne some fruit.
Malaysian dancers have come a long way from the days of once-a-year ballet school concerts to the privileged few, who have ventured beyond Malaysian shores to the United States, Europe, Australia, and other Southeast Asian nations to pursue dance careers with full-fledged dance companies.
Towards the end of 2010, 26 international dancers from Japan, Australia, Germany, Austria, USA and Thailand flew into Kuala Lumpur and began working together with more than 30 Malaysian dancers and performers, in preparation for Danceworks’ fifth production – the full-length ballet Don Quixote scheduled on 14 and 16 January 2011 at Istana Budaya, Kuala Lumpur.
According to Danceworks Artistic Director and Choreographer Jie Choong Wan Chin, the ballet production was made possible within a short lead-time due to the preparedness of the Ena Ballet Studio Company (where Choong is also the co-artistic director). “We already know the steps and have performed Don Quixote before.” Such partnerships help provide local dancers the opportunity to work with other professional dancers and be further exposed to the higher standards of international ballet.
The female lead role Kitri was performed by Ena Hirose, also the founder and co-artistic director of Ena Ballet Studio Company. Petite Hirose’s love for dance was evident in her spritely performance, creating a stage presence that was difficult to dismiss. Although, better control of her occasional flailing arms and distorted body lines during huge extensions would enhance her performance as a ballet artist.
Australian Ballet Principal Artist Robert Curran’s careful performance of the male leadBasil, on the other hand, demonstrated the wisdom of a seasoned artist, polished in every way. Curran was the typical gentleman on stage being careful not to outshine his partner Hirose’s performance, and as such, Curran’s performance was technically precise and acceptable, but not exceptional.
Worth noting was the eccentricity and humor of Gamache, a rich nobleman, played by Choong, While make-up can do wonders to change the facial expressions of stage characters, the maturity of a performer and the acute understanding of the ballet enabled Choong’s character performance to tickle the hearts of her audience, eliciting giggles and much laughter throughout the matinee performance.
Perhaps the most outstanding performer was 16-year-old Yui Sugawara, who danced the role of the Queen of Dyads in Act 2, Scene 2 of the ballet. The setting was of Don Quixote’s dream, where he sees a vision of his true love Dulcinea. Sugawara’s dancing showed great maturity for one so young. Her lithe physique and precise technique exuberated great strength, yet ethereal and with breathtaking beauty often associated with one’s figment of imagination.
I re-read a dance review and realize that it may take years before any positive "fruit of one's labor" can be seen. For example, it's been more than a decade since I actively participated in the dance world. Throughout my absence from the Malaysian dance world, a few hearts have continued to pray, believe and paved the way for future dancers to be recognized as professional dancers of international or regional caliber.
"For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you a hope and a future." - Jeremiah 29:11
I received these words decades ago. Today, I stand and say, "Lord, clarify and confirm that purpose and plan you have placed in my heart, in my life. May two, right hearts come together that we may recognize your hand upon our lives and pave the way for more miracles to happen in and through our lives."
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Danceworks’ Don Quixote - Keeps Malaysian Dance Aspirants’ Dreams Alive
Istana Budaya, Kuala Lumpur
14 & 16 January 2011
Istana Budaya, Kuala Lumpur
14 & 16 January 2011
By Michele Lum
The age-old proverb “without vision, the people perish” rings true for Malaysian dancers today. Without dreams to guide us, we dance in circles thinking highly of our achievements when in fact, the world is passing us by. Fortunately for young Malaysian dancers today, Danceworks Production’s arduous task of promoting dance culture within Malaysia in this last decade has borne some fruit.
Malaysian dancers have come a long way from the days of once-a-year ballet school concerts to the privileged few, who have ventured beyond Malaysian shores to the United States, Europe, Australia, and other Southeast Asian nations to pursue dance careers with full-fledged dance companies.
Towards the end of 2010, 26 international dancers from Japan, Australia, Germany, Austria, USA and Thailand flew into Kuala Lumpur and began working together with more than 30 Malaysian dancers and performers, in preparation for Danceworks’ fifth production – the full-length ballet Don Quixote scheduled on 14 and 16 January 2011 at Istana Budaya, Kuala Lumpur.
Danceworks’ production of Don Quixote was staged after Mikhail Baryshnikov’s (possibly the greatest ballet dancer in the 21st century) version which was first performed by the American Ballet Theater in New York City in 1980. The core dancers comprised principal artists from the Australian Ballet, dancers from the Ena Ballet Studio Company in Nara City, Japan, and the Bangkok City Ballet in Bangkok, Thailand.
According to Danceworks Artistic Director and Choreographer Jie Choong Wan Chin, the ballet production was made possible within a short lead-time due to the preparedness of the Ena Ballet Studio Company (where Choong is also the co-artistic director). “We already know the steps and have performed Don Quixote before.” Such partnerships help provide local dancers the opportunity to work with other professional dancers and be further exposed to the higher standards of international ballet.
The female lead role Kitri was performed by Ena Hirose, also the founder and co-artistic director of Ena Ballet Studio Company. Petite Hirose’s love for dance was evident in her spritely performance, creating a stage presence that was difficult to dismiss. Although, better control of her occasional flailing arms and distorted body lines during huge extensions would enhance her performance as a ballet artist.
Australian Ballet Principal Artist Robert Curran’s careful performance of the male leadBasil, on the other hand, demonstrated the wisdom of a seasoned artist, polished in every way. Curran was the typical gentleman on stage being careful not to outshine his partner Hirose’s performance, and as such, Curran’s performance was technically precise and acceptable, but not exceptional.
Worth noting was the eccentricity and humor of Gamache, a rich nobleman, played by Choong, While make-up can do wonders to change the facial expressions of stage characters, the maturity of a performer and the acute understanding of the ballet enabled Choong’s character performance to tickle the hearts of her audience, eliciting giggles and much laughter throughout the matinee performance.
Perhaps the most outstanding performer was 16-year-old Yui Sugawara, who danced the role of the Queen of Dyads in Act 2, Scene 2 of the ballet. The setting was of Don Quixote’s dream, where he sees a vision of his true love Dulcinea. Sugawara’s dancing showed great maturity for one so young. Her lithe physique and precise technique exuberated great strength, yet ethereal and with breathtaking beauty often associated with one’s figment of imagination.
Sugawara also danced the role of street dancer Mercedes, while the other Australian Ballet Principal Artist, Kevin Jackson danced the role of Espada, Mercedes’ boyfriend. Both Jackson and Sugawara gave a spirited performance that drew great applause from the audience.
Overall, the Don Quixote ballet was a good start to 2011. The successful collaboration of returning Malaysian dancers, professional artists from within the region, as well as local dancers raised the standard and expectation for greater dance performances to be staged within Malaysia in the years to come.
Note: A synopsis of the Don Quixote ballet can be obtained at http://www.abt.org/education/archive/ballets/don_quixote.html
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Oh, how I miss you ... and terribly so, too!
Boiled milk custard from Yee Shun Milk Company, Hong Kong
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Remember John the Baptist, The Prisoner in the Third Cell
With simple English, Edwards effectively conveys the life and thoughts of John the Nazarite juxtaposed with the thoughts and prayers of his cousin Jesus during the crucial moments.
The thoughts of Jesus towards his cousin John when the latter was imprisoned and awaiting his death ...
You will never live to see your thirty-third birthday, nor will you know exactly why I have called you. Nor will you know if your life on this earth counted for anything. Those long years in the searing desert, you denied yourself of everything this earth affords except food and water, and only enough of that to keep you alive. You did this all for me. Yet, as you face death, there is no evidence that your life was anything but wasted. Have I forsaken you in the hour you need me most?
Despite John's seeming immaculate life of devotion to his Lord, the Lord was silent during John's time of suffering and despair.
Today you are resentful of those who so callously hurt you. But no, not really. The truth is you are angry with God because, ultimately, you are not dealing with men, you are dealing with the sovereign hand of your Lord. Behind all events, behind all things, there is always His sovereign hand.
Will you follow a God you do not understand? Will you follow a God who does not live up to your expectations?
Your Lord has put something in your life which you cannot bear. The burden is simply too great. He was never supposed to do this!
That God should allow John the Baptist to be beheaded in response to Herodias (Herod's second wife) as entertainment for Herod and his guests in spite of John having lived a life completely devoted to God.
But the question remains, "Will you continue to follow this God who did not live up to your expectations?"
The following are excerpts from different chapters in Edward's story book that so powerfully reminded me of the call that the Lord may have on a few and to not be offended by him when things don't happen the way one would have expected of him or others.
The thoughts of Jesus towards his cousin John when the latter was imprisoned and awaiting his death ...
You will never live to see your thirty-third birthday, nor will you know exactly why I have called you. Nor will you know if your life on this earth counted for anything. Those long years in the searing desert, you denied yourself of everything this earth affords except food and water, and only enough of that to keep you alive. You did this all for me. Yet, as you face death, there is no evidence that your life was anything but wasted. Have I forsaken you in the hour you need me most?
"And blessed are you,
if you are not offended with me"
Despite John's seeming immaculate life of devotion to his Lord, the Lord was silent during John's time of suffering and despair.
Today you are resentful of those who so callously hurt you. But no, not really. The truth is you are angry with God because, ultimately, you are not dealing with men, you are dealing with the sovereign hand of your Lord. Behind all events, behind all things, there is always His sovereign hand.
Will you follow a God you do not understand? Will you follow a God who does not live up to your expectations?
Your Lord has put something in your life which you cannot bear. The burden is simply too great. He was never supposed to do this!
That God should allow John the Baptist to be beheaded in response to Herodias (Herod's second wife) as entertainment for Herod and his guests in spite of John having lived a life completely devoted to God.
But the question remains, "Will you continue to follow this God who did not live up to your expectations?"
"And blessed are you
if you are not offended with me"
If we were never to understand why life circumstances are the way they are or if life seems utterly disappointing, unfair, or just completely against what you believe or expect in your pursuit of truth, righteousness and justice ... that we would never take offense or walk away from living the life he has called us to - one of trust in Him and obedience to His bidding in every way.
For in doing this, we abandon ourselves to worship him with all our heart, soul, mind and strength.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Forgetting what lies behind is a necessary progression
You're a bird who's been in a cage all your life, and suddenly all the walls are gone, and you're in the wide open. You're so afraid you're looking for any way back into the cage again. Whatever you choose to think now, it's not safer there. Even if you tried to go back now, I don't think you could survive that way again.
- Michael Hosea to his beloved wife, who lived a life of a prostitute in Francine River's Redeeming Love
When we were babes, we were fed with milk. As we grow, we will need solid food and exercise to gain strength in our bodies that we may learn to walk, and eventually run. And when we become adults, the motion of walking and running becomes second nature. We choose nutritious food to sustain a strong body and discipline of sorts to maintain a healthy lifestyle.
However, when tragedy strikes, why then is it that human nature punishes us with regression to the old ways? Or to remain in a wheelchair and wheel our entire life, hopes and dreams off the cliff?
God forbid that we should go back to the old ways and not allow growth beyond the highest point of yesteryears - beyond our comfort zone.
Should we settle with being taught the ABCs all over again - a place of familiarity and comfort - when we have tasted so much more living in the freedom of the Spirit?
Would we not allow Him to do a new thing in our lives, while being firmly grounded upon His truth and empowered by His Spirit?
Would we not allow Him to do a new thing in our lives, while being firmly grounded upon His truth and empowered by His Spirit?
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Invictus
Malaysians can learn a thing or two from watching the movie Invictus, based on the book Playing the Enemy: Nelson Mandela and the Game that Changed a Nation. The movie inspires one to extend grace to those who have mistreated us, looking beyond one's self interest in order to embrace the greater purpose of the nation, and be one nation united regardless of race, creed or color.
A key part of the movie was this inspiring poem titled "Invictus" the Latin word for unconquerable or undefeated, which encouraged Nelson Mandela to "stand when all he wanted to do was lie down" during his time in prison.
Invictus by William Earnest Henley
Invictus by William Earnest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
And one for the road ...
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
And one for the road ...
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
My End of the World
One minute, the whole world is in my hands
The next, like the end of the world
Still alive amidst a dying world
And yet, the music's ever so lovely
The song speaks of love lost
The news, a nation racing downhill
The church, of anything and everything
And yet, the music's ever so lovely
The people dream of greener pastures
The restrained whisper "Listen to his voice!"
Deep within lies the freshness of his words
Oh, the music's ever so lovely
My lover has my heart, my mind, my soul, my strength
Transformed, I am a steadfast regent
Fulfilling his purposes amidst a dying world
Oh, the music's ever so lovely
Heading towards the end of the world ...
Sunday, August 1, 2010
There's something about this song that makes me wanna burst out and live life a little more ... a lot more ...
I'm Yours
Songwriters: Mraz, Jason;
Songwriters: Mraz, Jason;
Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks, now I'm trying to get back
Before the cool done run out I'll be giving it my bestest
And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some
But I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm yours
Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and then you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
Listen to the music of the moment people, dance and sing
We're just one big family
And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved loved
So I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm sure
There's no need to complicate, our time is short
This is our fate, I'm yours
D-d-do do you, but do you, d-d-do
But do you want to come on
Scooch on over closer dear
And I will nibble your ear
I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and I laughed
I guess what I be saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons
It's what we aim to do, our name is our virtue
But I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm yours
(I won't hesitate)
Open up your mind and see like me
(No more, no more)
Open up your plans and man you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours
(It cannot wait, I'm sure)
So please don't, please don't, please don't
(There's no need to complicate)
There's no need to complicate
(Our time is short)
'Cause our time is short
(This is our fate)
This is, this is, this is our fate
I'm yours
© GOO EYED MUSIC
I am also reminded of my time in Hawaii, though a time of studying God's word and his ways, it was very much a time of ...
soaking in his presence,
the beauty of his creation on land and underwater,
the freshness of the breeze,
the tingling warmth of the sun against my pale surface,
the friendly chatter of the people,
their beautiful smiles,
ohhh ... just the exuberance of life and living
The instruments remind me of one of my favorite musicians the late Israel "Iz" Ka'ano'i Kamakawiwo'ole.
Monday, June 21, 2010
A daily choice
Never apologize ...
For choosing what is right and just
For choosing to live a pure life
For in doing this, we honor our parents.
Never apologize ...
For presenting our bodies, holy and acceptable to God
For renewing our minds and not conforming to the ways of this world
For in doing this, we worship him
Never apologize ...
For discerning and choosing the will of God
For that which is good, acceptable and perfect
For in doing this, we reap a blessed life.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY
Yesterday, today, and the days to come!
For choosing what is right and just
For choosing to live a pure life
For in doing this, we honor our parents.
Never apologize ...
For presenting our bodies, holy and acceptable to God
For renewing our minds and not conforming to the ways of this world
For in doing this, we worship him
Never apologize ...
For discerning and choosing the will of God
For that which is good, acceptable and perfect
For in doing this, we reap a blessed life.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY
Yesterday, today, and the days to come!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Fresh Encounters
I continue to swirl in his presence, in this world. Surreal. While feeling like I am on Cloud 9, I am conscious of both my feet firmly planted on the ground.
It has been awhile ... a long while of seeking God and trying to make sense of things.
This I know, my God is with me and he is for me. I am on the right track. Though there are bumpy roads ahead, there is no better journey to be on than the one he has called me to.
A life of unpredictable human interactions, of self-awareness, and the constant reminders to walk in humility. The daily choices of living by faith and in obedience to his call, purpose and ways.
There are no two ways about it. No compromise can and should be given. It is really His way or the highway for me ... that's what I would like it to be ... for me at least. To live a life of abandonment for him purposes.
Now that I have acknowledged this desire, I wonder what that would really mean in my world. So far, it has felt like I am in this world but not of this world. As in, it hasn't been all that comfortable at all.
Church camp last weekend was nothing unusual. The times when we spend so much time getting to know one another, playing games and letting our hair down by sportingly dressing up in a movie character was all good.
But the true gem of such getaways is really in the divine appointment and encounter with the living God.
I went for the "Oscar's Night" as Miranda Priestly, the editor of Runway magazine from the movie "The Devil Wears Prada." Decked in branded clothing, accessories, 3-inch heels, and of course, the several thousand dollar handbag!
It felt right to a certain extent ... the professional life I have lived can be full of pretenses. In reality, it has also been sprinkled with many divine appointments. But have I been living a life of passion for him? Or was it for my career and job?
I am never 100 percent certain that it has always been for him.
I have a long way to go on this journey I began 22 years ago, and there's no turning back. At least, I don't want to turn back. Neither do I want another path, another journey.
I know it is about my heart. Does he hold the key to my heart or is the key still in my hand?
It's really about lives, isn't it? All the preparations. All the blessings. It's really about the life I live and what I leave behind, isn't it? Whether I have touched people's hearts and lives, giving other's the benefit of doubt, and bestowing acts of kindness to those whom I am fortunate to cross paths with.
The fresh encounter with God. And that song - that mystical that played in the background.
The breath of God infused into my being, drenching every part of me with his sweet, yet powerful presence. Like an electric shock, the cells in my body jumped, twitched and began to move in ways I could not quite control.
The dance began to flow, as fresh waters out of the wellspring of life. Suddenly, my surroundings were permeated with his heavy presence, his glory. I was summoned. Compelled to respond to him, my fingers twitched. The energy flowed through my arms, my body, my toes, my feet ... all of me stretched towards the heavens.
One week later, I am reading the Song of Solomon. I have read this before, but this time, I read his words with fresh understanding and a stirring in my heart.
The anointing from the encounter with God had lingered and I knew it all too well, when in my private chambers.
These words, they jumped out at me. It was my heart crying out to him ... Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy is fierce as the grave. Its flashes are flashes of fire, the very flame of the Lord. Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it.
Little did I know that these were the very words that came through the boom box while I was at camp, creating an atmosphere of worship, and inviting the Holy Spirit to fill the hearts of those surrendered to him. The words that seeped through my heart and soul just a week before continues to keep the fire burning within ... until we become one.
It has been awhile ... a long while of seeking God and trying to make sense of things.
This I know, my God is with me and he is for me. I am on the right track. Though there are bumpy roads ahead, there is no better journey to be on than the one he has called me to.
A life of unpredictable human interactions, of self-awareness, and the constant reminders to walk in humility. The daily choices of living by faith and in obedience to his call, purpose and ways.
There are no two ways about it. No compromise can and should be given. It is really His way or the highway for me ... that's what I would like it to be ... for me at least. To live a life of abandonment for him purposes.
Now that I have acknowledged this desire, I wonder what that would really mean in my world. So far, it has felt like I am in this world but not of this world. As in, it hasn't been all that comfortable at all.
Church camp last weekend was nothing unusual. The times when we spend so much time getting to know one another, playing games and letting our hair down by sportingly dressing up in a movie character was all good.
But the true gem of such getaways is really in the divine appointment and encounter with the living God.
I went for the "Oscar's Night" as Miranda Priestly, the editor of Runway magazine from the movie "The Devil Wears Prada." Decked in branded clothing, accessories, 3-inch heels, and of course, the several thousand dollar handbag!
It felt right to a certain extent ... the professional life I have lived can be full of pretenses. In reality, it has also been sprinkled with many divine appointments. But have I been living a life of passion for him? Or was it for my career and job?
I am never 100 percent certain that it has always been for him.
I have a long way to go on this journey I began 22 years ago, and there's no turning back. At least, I don't want to turn back. Neither do I want another path, another journey.
I know it is about my heart. Does he hold the key to my heart or is the key still in my hand?
It's really about lives, isn't it? All the preparations. All the blessings. It's really about the life I live and what I leave behind, isn't it? Whether I have touched people's hearts and lives, giving other's the benefit of doubt, and bestowing acts of kindness to those whom I am fortunate to cross paths with.
The fresh encounter with God. And that song - that mystical that played in the background.
The breath of God infused into my being, drenching every part of me with his sweet, yet powerful presence. Like an electric shock, the cells in my body jumped, twitched and began to move in ways I could not quite control.
The dance began to flow, as fresh waters out of the wellspring of life. Suddenly, my surroundings were permeated with his heavy presence, his glory. I was summoned. Compelled to respond to him, my fingers twitched. The energy flowed through my arms, my body, my toes, my feet ... all of me stretched towards the heavens.
***************
One week later, I am reading the Song of Solomon. I have read this before, but this time, I read his words with fresh understanding and a stirring in my heart.
The anointing from the encounter with God had lingered and I knew it all too well, when in my private chambers.
These words, they jumped out at me. It was my heart crying out to him ... Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy is fierce as the grave. Its flashes are flashes of fire, the very flame of the Lord. Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it.
Little did I know that these were the very words that came through the boom box while I was at camp, creating an atmosphere of worship, and inviting the Holy Spirit to fill the hearts of those surrendered to him. The words that seeped through my heart and soul just a week before continues to keep the fire burning within ... until we become one.
God is definitely at work!
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
In Honor of My Warts and All ...
From dear friends who accept others for who they are ... I have much to learn ...
Author unknown
When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.
On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school.
I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!
When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides, a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!"
Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults and choosing to celebrate each others differences is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
So we should learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn't a deal-breaker!
We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!
"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket. Keep it in your own."
God Bless You, now, and always.
Author unknown
When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.
On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school.
I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!
When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides, a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!"
Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults and choosing to celebrate each others differences is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
So we should learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn't a deal-breaker!
We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!
"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket. Keep it in your own."
God Bless You, now, and always.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Easter "Doodles"
Easter, a breaking dawn
Of new hope, a new beginning
Of new life, a journey of romance.
Others say - Easter bunnies!
Chocolate candies, rainbow colored eggs
And the weary, "Ah, a long weekend indeed!"
Churches display crosses and crucifixes
Christians gather family and friends
Strangers oblige their one of two visits each year
And yet others, regard this Sunday like any other
Wholly devoted to the true and living God
In awesome wonder of the Father, the Brother, and the Friend
Easter, a day like no other
And yet, a day like every other
Happy Easter everyone ... and everyday!
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Monday's Child
"Molten Liquid Gold" - Photography by Clark Little
Poem by Mother Goose
Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.
This rhyme was first recorded in A. E. Bray's Traditions of Devonshire in 1838 and was collected by James Orchard Halliwell in the mid-nineteenth century.
Movies, surprisingly!
Once in awhile, you stumble on a movie that brings life back to the old, dry bones! Well, it has been quite often that I have stumbled on movies that I really enjoy from romantic comedies to cartoons to Japanese anime. One movie leading to another and before I know it, a movie marathon every weekend.
Today, I saw 14 blades - yes, a Chinese movie and I was a little nervous about seeing this one. I had a free ticket and thought, "Why not? After all, the worse that could happen is sitting through a movie that I barely understand except for the subtitles. But surprisingly, I enjoyed the story line or at least I think I understood most of it. It was an interesting activity of reading subtitles and listening to the Cantonese although I must admit the "olden days" Chinese speak quite differently from what we know today.
The story was entertaining, too - the main character was somewhat like the musketeers with the best one having had a difficult past of having to kill his own brother in order to live. This turning point left him with endless nights of nightmare but his dedication to serve and complete missions for the rulers during the Ming Dynasty kept him going and alive. What later differentiates him from the rest was his hesitance to complete a mission when he discovered that seizing a treasure box and delivering it to the requestor would put the nation in jeopardy and many years of war.
The moment of truth - he does not complete his mission and loses his honor but instead journeys on a new mission - to retrieve the treasure box containing the royal seal from the wrong hands in order to restore his dignity. The story unfolds with the emergence of a hero, the discovery of tender love - rather surprisingly for a warrior with his tough exterior - and seeing a man give up what he had set out to gain in order to save the life of the woman he had grown to care for and perhaps love. Lots of bloodshed and all in this action-packed, kung fu movie ... but I thoroughly enjoyed it.
I have never seen this movie star before, but I thought he was pretty hot with his six packs and a broad display of tattoos ... kudos to Donnie Yen, martial artist and Hong Kong movie star who was born in Canton, China!
Totally unplanned, we went for a second movie after dinner. The Book of Eli. Thanks to the GSC-Eon Credit Card, I was able to line up on the VIP lane and obtain our tickets in a jiffy.
The Book of Eli was something else. Also filled with bloodshed - ah, my Saturday of bloodshed movies which is unbecoming of me - but surprisingly, I enjoyed this movie. I didn't care much about the post-apocalyptic setting nor the fashion that made the entire movie dull in appearance, but what made me sit up was that the movie portrayed and brought forth the an individual who is steadfast in this faith and staying the course to transport a book to its destination. To protect the truth ... of the book - The Bible. A very powerful book. A book that many sought for at a time when it was scarce. But oh, the power it brings to the one who would read it night and day and commit to memory its words. The words that would form the inner man. His character. His purpose and mission in life. His lifestyle. His actions. His care and protection towards the weak.
The movie spoke volumes to me, yet not in a way where I can say freely describe except that I would want to read the Bible as often as I can in order to commit His words to memory and know in my heart the path I am to walk and the mission I am to fulfill in this life. The character and lifestyle I am to embrace. And to know that when I walk by faith, and not by sight, He is beside me to protect and care for me. To walk with me through the valley of the shadow of death and give me peace because He is with me.
Now that I think about it, I have been praying about some things. Today, He has reassured me that I am to walk by faith and not by sight for He is with me. I have my answer as to what I need to do. Lord, give me the courage and strength to follow you!
The story was entertaining, too - the main character was somewhat like the musketeers with the best one having had a difficult past of having to kill his own brother in order to live. This turning point left him with endless nights of nightmare but his dedication to serve and complete missions for the rulers during the Ming Dynasty kept him going and alive. What later differentiates him from the rest was his hesitance to complete a mission when he discovered that seizing a treasure box and delivering it to the requestor would put the nation in jeopardy and many years of war.
The moment of truth - he does not complete his mission and loses his honor but instead journeys on a new mission - to retrieve the treasure box containing the royal seal from the wrong hands in order to restore his dignity. The story unfolds with the emergence of a hero, the discovery of tender love - rather surprisingly for a warrior with his tough exterior - and seeing a man give up what he had set out to gain in order to save the life of the woman he had grown to care for and perhaps love. Lots of bloodshed and all in this action-packed, kung fu movie ... but I thoroughly enjoyed it.
I have never seen this movie star before, but I thought he was pretty hot with his six packs and a broad display of tattoos ... kudos to Donnie Yen, martial artist and Hong Kong movie star who was born in Canton, China!
Totally unplanned, we went for a second movie after dinner. The Book of Eli. Thanks to the GSC-Eon Credit Card, I was able to line up on the VIP lane and obtain our tickets in a jiffy.
The movie spoke volumes to me, yet not in a way where I can say freely describe except that I would want to read the Bible as often as I can in order to commit His words to memory and know in my heart the path I am to walk and the mission I am to fulfill in this life. The character and lifestyle I am to embrace. And to know that when I walk by faith, and not by sight, He is beside me to protect and care for me. To walk with me through the valley of the shadow of death and give me peace because He is with me.
Now that I think about it, I have been praying about some things. Today, He has reassured me that I am to walk by faith and not by sight for He is with me. I have my answer as to what I need to do. Lord, give me the courage and strength to follow you!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
The Philosopher's Stone
Fullmetal Alchemist, Episode 45
The Philosopher's Stone
Those who possess it are no longer bound by the Law of Conservation in alchemy
They don't have to sacrifice something of equal value in order to gain something
We sought after it and finally obtained it.
The Philosopher's Stone
Those who possess it are no longer bound by the Law of Conservation in alchemy
They don't have to sacrifice something of equal value in order to gain something
We sought after it and finally obtained it.
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