Sunday, October 29, 2006
Only Human
Went to City Harvest Church today.Few points noted.
Pastor Kong looks young. Could have been a young pastor.
He had many experiences and many ideas.
Real Dynamic and reaches to youth easily....but still human....his flaws were rather evident today...perhaps if it was because his approach is different...If pastors of conservative churches are there, there will be an uproar.
Although his doctrine and style sounded a bit wrong to me, there are many good points I got from him.
1) Danger of loving titles.Titles swell people up. Rank has often destroyed many people's life. Not that it is bad. . . But a few knows how to handle prestige and power.
Also, there are people out there who shut out everything that have a hint of religion. Imagine Person A is sharing with person B. Then Person C appears out of no where and says Hi! Brother A. Then Person B shuts out person A as a Religious person. There are people who just would not want to hear the truth. CHC decided to cut off the title part outside church and each are called by their first name.
2) He also mention something about hypocrisy. About singing I'll jump for the Lord or I'll raise my hands with out doing so. I find this point not bad. It is quite true, HAahaz.
Anyway....there are other points but don't feel like typing them out.
Had a sad day today......
Don't feel like elaborating....It will not edify anyway. Also...I wanna sleep...People are so hateful...Yet so interesting and desirable.I hate people...
But at the same time they interest me...
At the same time...I loved them and wanna be with them or help them in their ever sorry state.
I love the company they give.
I loved the life and energy they project.
I rejoice when they find God.
At the same time, I get drained from loving them.
Having a problem that loses its solution when you tell someone about it is really a huge burden...
Yes...If you are wondering am I depressed? I am...This are one of the moments in my life whereby I feel like giving up. Breaking down and just cry. I feel so alone.This song always comes up ...when I faced this age old problem.
Five For Fighting - Superman (It's Not Easy)
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me
I'm more than a bird:
I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see
It may sound absurd:
but don't be naive
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed:
but won't you concede
Even Heroes have the right to dream
It's not easy to be me
Up, up and away: away from me
It's all right: You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy: or anything:
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
It's not easy to be me
..........It's not easy to be me ...........
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Only a Man
Went to City Harvest Church today.Few points noted.
Pastor Kong looks young. Could have been a young pastor.
He had many experiences and many ideas.
Real Dynamic and reaches to youth easily....but still human....his flaws were rather evident today...perhaps if it was because his approach is different...If pastors of conservative churches are there, there will be an uproar.
Although his doctrine and style sounded a bit wrong to me, there are many good points I got from him.
1) Danger of loving titles.Titles swell people up. Rank has often destroyed many people's life. Not that it is bad..but a few knows how to handle prestige and power.
Also, there are people out there who shut out everything that has a hint of religon.So imagine Person A is sharing with person B. Then Person C appears out of no where and says Hi! Brother A. Then Person B shuts out person A as a Religous person. There are people who just would not want to hear the truth. CHC decided to cut off the title part outside church and each are called by their first name.
2) He also mention something about hypocritcy. About singing I'll jump for the Lord or I'll raise my hands with out doing so. I find this point not bad. It is quite true, HAahaz.
Anyway....there are other points but don't feel like typing them out.
Had a sad day today......
Don't feel like elaborating....It will not edify anyway. Also...I wanna sleep...People are so hateful...Yet so interesting and desirable.I hate people ...
but at the same time they interest me...
at the same time...I loved them and wanna be with them or help them in their ever sorry state.
I love the company they give.
I loved the life and energy they project.
I rejoice when they find God.
At the same time, I get drained from loving them.
Having a problem that loses it's solution when you tell someone about it is really a huge burden...
Yes...If you are wondering am I depressed? I am...This are one of the moments in my life whereby I feel like giving up. Breaking down and just cry. I feel so alone.This song always comes up ...when I faced this age old problem.
Five For Fighting - Superman (It's Not Easy)
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me
I'm more than a bird:
I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see
It may sound absurd:
but don't be naive
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed:
but won't you conceed
Even Heroes have the right to dream
It's not easy to be me
Up, up and away:away from me
It's all right:You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy:or anything:
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
It's not easy to be me
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The Sleeper Awakes
Went to City Harvest Church today.
Few points noted.
Pastor Kong looks young. Could have been a young pastor.
He had many experiences and many ideas.
Real Dynamic and reaches to youth easily....but still human....his flaws were rather evident today...perhaps if it was because his approach is different...If pastors of conservative churches are there, there will be an uproar.
Although his doctrine and style sounded a bit wrong to me, there are many good points I got from him.
1) Danger of loving titles.
Titles swell people up. Rank has often destroyed many people's life. Not that it is bad..but a few knows how to handle prestige and power.
Also, there are people out there who shut out everything that has a hint of religon.So imagine Person A is sharing with person B. Then Person C appears out of no where and says Hi! Brother A. Then Person B shuts out person A as a Religous person. There are people who just would not want to hear the truth. CHC decided to cut off the title part outside church and each are called by their first name.
2) He also mention something about hypocritcy. About singing I'll jump for the Lord or I'll raise my hands with out doing so. I find this point not bad. It is quite true, HAahaz.
Anyway....there are other points but don't feel like typing them out.
Had a sad day today......
Don't feel like elaborating....It will not edify anyway. Also...I wanna sleep...
People are so hateful...
Yet so interesting and desirable.
I hate people ...
but at the same time they interest me...
at the same time...I loved them and wanna be with them or help them in their ever sorry state.
I love the company they give.
I loved the life and energy they project.
I rejoice when they find God.
At the same time, I get drained from loving them.
Having a problem that loses it's solution when you tell someone about it is really a huge burden...
Yes...If you are wondering am I depressed? I am...This are one of the moments in my life whereby I feel like giving up. Breaking down and just cry. I feel so alone.
This song always comes up ...when I faced this age old problem.
Five For Fighting - Superman (It's Not Easy)
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me
I'm more than a bird:
I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see
It may sound absurd:
but don't be naive
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed:
but won't you conceed
Even Heroes have the right to dream
It's not easy to be me
Up, up and away:away from me
It's all right:You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy:or anything:
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
It's not easy to be me .
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The Sleeper awakes.
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Wednesday, October 25, 2006
What's really Noble?
A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert island.
The two survivors, not knowing what else to do, agree that they had no other recourse but to pray to God.
However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island.
The first thing the first man prayed for was food.
The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land and he was able to eat its fruit.
The other man's parcel of land remained barren
After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife.
The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land.
On the other side of the island, there was nothing.
Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food.
The next day, like magic, all of these were given to him.
However, the second man still had nothing.
Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that his wife and he could leave the island.
In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island.
The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island.
He considered the other man unworthy to receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered.
As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from Heaven booming,"Why are you leaving your companion on the island?"
"My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them," the first man answered.
"His prayers were all unanswered, and so he does not deserve anything."
"You are mistaken!" the voice rebuked him.
"He had only one prayer, which I answered.
If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings."
"Tell me," the first man asked the voice, "what did he pray for that I should owe him anything?"
"He prayed that all your prayers be answered."
For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us.
When Jesus died on the cross he was thinking of you!
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Saturday, October 21, 2006
[Eu]nice Quiz...Happie so Cute!
Ehh...Eunice..spell my name as yukikiwhiiieee. Try pronouncing it. It sounds weird.XD
Name: Yu Ki Winchell David Yu Qi
Nicks: Yuki (most people) , Xiao Qi (Family Related & Angelina) , Qi Qi (Diana Aunty) , Yogi (Aunty Irene) ,
Ki Ki(Yiting) , Ah Qi ( Family Related) , Ah Qi Ah (Bro) , Qi ya (Family related) ,
Tomoyuki Yamashita (Joyce. Hahaz. WW2 Japanese General) , Yu Kiki (Euuniccee) , Yukiko (Aqilah) ,
Yu Ki da yo chi da an tei no (Jacquerline) , Nature Boy (My Brothers in the Boy's Brigade[Founder : Gervais]) , Michelle (Bernard & Benny[Cousins]) , Kor (Bro & Jtaime) , Child of God(Self).
Name spelled backwards: Iq Uy Divad Llehcniw Ik Uy
Name wifout vowels: Y K Wnchll Dvd Y Q
Name wifout consonants: U I Ie Ai U I
B'dae: 14 June ; A day to commemorate
Ethnicity: Chinese
Glasses/contacts: Perfect Eyesight. Deproving soon. Sad....
HairColour: Black
Length: Very Short. Just shave months ago...
Hair Style: Freestyle
Pets: Currently Ketchup. Leviathan , Glutton , Scylla , Pipsqueak...killed by ...dad....
Favourites =)
Animal: Crow , Bat , Wolf (If you are sharp ..you'll see something.)
Band: Rubber Band. x]
singer: SELF!!!! Ok...la..other than self..People who sounds sweet!
Brand name of clothes: Eh? Me no Choosy.
Brand Name of shoes: Quality/Name
Candy: LOLLIPOPS , Fox anything sweet!! Sweet Tooth . =x
Cereal: Most..but must put milk. I'm hungry.
colour: Green , Blue , Red , Grey
Cookie: I'll consume the chocolate and the non-chocolate.
day: SUNDAY!!
Disney Character: Tazmanian Devil! So Cute! and loves to eat too! Hahaz.
Drink: water the best cuz Euunniiccee says yukiki says we should keep the temple clean. Ok La The reasons why:
1) Healthy
2) Cheap
Fast Food Places: Rarly Eat in fast food...I like Fish Fillet from Macdonalds (My First burger!During Kindergarden),
Cheese Fries In KFC ( Taste Good ..missed it ) .
Food: Food Lor
Holiday: A Holiday which I can spent it with Friends.
Ice Cream Flavour: Chocolate , Vallina , Strawberry. ALL KINDS ! =p
Month: June..Heeheez..Church Retreat and Birthday!
Number: 3, 7, 10, 14
Perfume: Samples!!
Flavour: Sweet, Sour
Pizza toppings: CHEESE till you die.
Restaurant: Hmm...Not a common food ground for me.
Sub in sch: Changing Subs every Semester. Science Used to be my Favourite.
Type of music: Don't what types are there. So Give favourite Song . Never Had A Dream Come True & Canon in D.
Type of sandwich: Delicious Sandwiches
Best Advisor: The word of God. Suan Choo.
Best Hair: Hmm...I like the Hair Stlye of L from Death Note.
Best Handwriting: Jtaime Mok Jia Tong
Dirtiest mind: Hhmmm...No Comments...heehee...
Funniest: The Joker of the Month is......(Drumroll) rollrollrollrolroll ROMANS. Drum Roll was his idea. Suan Choo next I guess ..hahaz
Loudest: Hazel? She's good at voicing out. Edwin , he gave memorable shouts.
Prettiest: Hmm..Difficult lei. I give a list of above average looks one ba.
1)Jtaime
2)Bernice
3)Pamela
4)Yuxian
5)Hazel
Most Trustworthy: All have betrayed me within 3 years time. Sad huh?
Nicest Eye: ELENA . Very lively eyes .
Shortest: Heeheez...HASSANNAH!!!!!Or..is it Andrea? Hahaz
Smartest: Hmm..Proven smart to me....Christine. Suan Choo is also extremely sharp.
Tallest: ME!!! ....hahaz. Hmm.... Azreal...Think..that's his name. I wanna be tall too.
Cutest : Crystalbell(BARBIE DOLL) Hahaz, Andrew ( Super cute sia), Andrea(Older than me still cute hahaz)
Biggest : GLENN!
Most Hardworking : Don
Ask out a crush: Nope.
Been on stage: Sure...Good old days. Hahaz. I love to perform!
Been scared to get a shot: Shot as in? I'm currently conquering my fear of injections.
Cheated on a test: Use to . HAhaz. Eu! I'm also honest K!
Cried in a movie: Yea..Yea..sad what. So cry lor. Give director face. hahaz xp.
Felt like u din belong: Most of the time . Hahaz. I'm still learning to socialize but I recognize my place is to be with.....a special group of people.
Fought a black belt: I don't take on the weak. Heeheex. I wish I have a chance to learn . And to spar with other people.
Gone to camp: I was termed Homeless.
Kept a New Year's resolution: Erm...yeah...I think..It was...Sorta like a....It is... erm....ya ....like....I believe it's....a new year Resolution.
Kept a secret from sum1: Most of the time. The secret that is to be proclaimed to all . The Gospel of God.
Pressed all de button on de elevator: NONONO. My personal Lift button presser press it for me. Duh...
Stolen aniting: I Scavenge...not steal.
Told a girl/boy dat u liked him/her: YES!!! HAhaaz. Poor Siao Chi. Sorrry!!!
Won a trophy: You think neh? ^^
Written a Love Poem: Nah..too mushy. Jogging better.
Growing up scares me more dden it shud: I guess there is a little fear but I know my life is in God's hands.
I adore getting mail: YES !! I LOVE IT!! Especially meaningful ones.
If at first u don succeed, u'll try again?: Most of the time.
If u cud describe urself in three words: I'm God's Art
Is ur computer in ur rm? : Nope
Is ur rm messy? No room currently...I'm the only one in my family without a room. I refuse to settle with a broken family...That room is mom's not mine. Mom will return one day.
one of ur fav junk food? Chocolate!!! =] and anything sweet.
Color of ur bedrom walls: No bedroom...got living room. White. I want a coloured one too!
Wad do u do when u r bored? Disturb people? Erm...Don't know eh.....Bored..I'll sleep.
Wad makes u happy? People around me HAPPY!! For a good reason. Hahaz
Wads ur fav ting 2 do on wkends? GO OUT !!!
Worst feeling in de world: Suppressing myself...Being misunderstooded...Sinning against God. Haiz...
ppl who i have chosen to do is:
PEOPLE WHO READ MY BLOGGGIIEEE!!! ^^
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Monday, October 16, 2006
Nothing better to Do.
Got Bored...waiting for midnight. Saw it In Daphne's Blog. Decided to waste time. xp
1)How old did you wish you were?
I'm not sure. Quite Content with now.
2) where were you when 911 happened?
Erm...Forgot le...Most accurate guess is in Singapore.
3) what do you do when the vending machine steals your money?
Steal? I'll take that a eat up. Non-living things can't steal. Well....I'll eat it up. Actually just whine , sulk and tell everybody I know. Hahaz. I mostly drink plain water.
4) do you count yourself kind?
Well...I'm not so sure...I believe I can still improve.
5) if you had to get a tatoo, where would it be?
I'll prefer to be a tatoo in people's life. Reminding them of God.
6) if you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?
ALL LANGUAGES!!!!
7) do you know your neighbours?
By Face. ( By Faith..Rhythmes hahahz)
8) what do you consider a vacation?
FUN! (Food, Sports, Songs, Sleep) RELAXATION! (Food, Sports, Songs, Sleep) PEOPLE I LOVE!(Food, Sports, Songs, Sleep)
9) do you follow your horoscope?
Got Bible le. Need no Horoscope. No wisdom in trading God's truth for man's hypothesis of truth.
10) would you move for the person you love?
Move as in? I like to move it move it (Madagascar) that move?
11) are you touchy feeler?
Touchy Feeler? I guess I'm not touchy. Feeler? Well ....I do feel. hahaz
12) do you believe that opposites attract?
North Pole : South Pole , Men : Women. Ya made to be . Unity in Diversity.
13) dream job?
MEDICAL MISSIONARY!!!! ( What does it do? All I know is I wanna devote my life to missions. I want to be close to God.)
14) favorite channels?
Wrong Channel. Hahaz. Rarely watch TV le. Sad.
15) favorite place to go on weekends?
CHURCH!!!!! I LOVE GOING TO THE HOUSE OF THE LORD!! Pslam 122:1 " I will rejoice with those who said to me :" let us go to the house of the Lord."
16) showers or baths?
Bathsss...... Had a 2 hour one with my classmates at MOE Camp In Lim Chu Camp Area. Considered bath because we flood the place. Hahaz.
17) do you paint your nails?
Erm... I brought up with the idea that Guys don't paint nails.
18) do you trust people easily?
I'm WORKING ON IT!!!
19) what are your phobias?
a)People
b)Blood Drawing/Letting
c)Alone in the Dark
d)Speed
e)Height
20) do you want kids?
YEAH!!! Lots OF Them!! 3 If possible. Heeheez. Soccer Team.
21) do you keep a handwritten journal?
Used to...Now Blog.
22) where would you rather be right now?
In bed sleeping...If mom wakes up now...I'm dead.
23) who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?
People?
24) heavy or light sleeper?
Well...Depends on my Situation and Environment.
25) are you paranoid?
At times. Well...most of the time. hahaz
26) are you impatient?
Hmm...So so . IMPROVING ON IT!!
27) who can you relate to?
Few people at a time. God at all time. =) The only one I can trust and only one that last.
28) how do you feel about interracial couples?
No Comments. Check the Bible. What do God have to say about this?
29) have you been burned by love?
Burned? Well ...as in some one you like unknowingly confesses that she likes another to you(coz..good friend) and somehow you ended up saying :" Go for it you can do it!" then depression. Yeah! HAhaz.
30) what's your favorite pick-up line?
To Brother: " Skipan? " , "Hush kimera nador" , "Sub Kera Tross" ( All sorts of Nonsense hahaz)
To people needing my already taken time : Sorry! Busy... You know..Things to Do , Places to Go, People to torment.
To all : HIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!(MSN) Hi! (Real Life)
31) what's your main ringtone on your mobile?
Juliet by LMNT
32) what were you doing at midnight last night?
Erm....Forgot le....
33) what did the last text on your cellphone say?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY !! Continue to grow and shine for God! Stay Crazy and keep smiling! God bless you Sis!!
34) whose bed did you sleep in last night?
Mom's friend Mattress.
35) what color shirt are you wearing?
Olive
36) most recent movie you watched?
Click. A Must watch.
37) name three things you have on you at all times?
Upperwear, Lowerwear, Underwear. xp
38) what color are your bedsheets?
BLUE!
39) how much cash do you have on you right now?
Erm...Alot...but up in heaven. xD
40) what is your favorite part of the chicken?
The Meat =)
41) what's your favorite town/city?
So Far. People = Singapore. Environment = Perth Australia !
42) i cant wait till...?
I see God . I have so much to ask him!
43) what did you have for dinner last night?
Erm...Forgot le...
44) do you own a gun?
Hmm...I'm the weapon. Heeheex
45) what do you prefer to drink in the morning?
Milk. Milk Makes You Drunk.
46) where do you think you'll be in 10 years time?
I don't know but I know God knows and he will see me through.
47) last thing you ate?
Lotus?
48) what songs do you sing in the toilet?
ALL SONGS!!
49) last thing that made you laugh?
Jacqueline being Cute.
50) worst injury you've ever had?
I did and rocker/Elvis Presley silde across a series of drain. ( Was playing soccer ...slipped and fell ; went sliding on my knees...cos raining )
Was unable to stand for a while. Injuries are white and red...A large piece of meat came off...yuck... I was bleeding real bad...and my shoes and socks were RED with blood. strangely, I felt no pain.
51) does someone have a crush on you?
Yeah...Used to freak me out. Hahaz.
52) what's your favorite candy?
CANDY!
53) what song do you want played at your funeral?
Don't know. But must be praising God and Rejoicing songs. = )
54) four random people to do this:
People who read lor.
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Saturday, October 07, 2006
I am only one, but still I am one. I can not do everything, but still I can do something. And because I can not do everything. I will not refuse to do something I can do.
Edward Everett Hale
He is no fool to give up what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose.
Jim Elliot
In fact everyone who wants to live a godly life in Christ Jesus will be Prosecuted.
2 Timonthy 3:12
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Friday, October 06, 2006
Eternal Ink
This letter has greatly blessed me and has changed my way of thinking. I hope it blesses you as well.
I dreamed I was in heaven.
Where an angel kept God's book.
He was writing so intently.
I just had to take a look.
It was not, at first, his writing.
That made me stop and think
but the fluid in the bottle.
That was marked eternal ink.
This ink was most amazing,
Dark black upon his blotter
but as it touched the parchment.
It became as clear as water.
The angel kept on writing,
but as quickly as a wink,
the words were disappearing.
With that strange eternal ink.
The angel took no notice
but kept writing on and on.
He turned each page and filled it.Till all its space was gone.
I thought he wrote to no avail,
His efforts were so vain.
For he wrote a thousand pages.
That he'd never read again.
And as I watched and wondered that.
This awesome sight was mine,
I actually saw a word stay black.
As it dried upon the line.
The angel wrote and
I thought I saw
A look of satisfaction.
At last he had some print to show.
For all his earnest action.
A line or two dried dark and stayed
As black as black can be,
But strangely the next paragraph
Became invisible to see.
The book was getting fuller,
The angel's records true,
But most of it was blank, with
Just a few words coming through. I
knew there was some reason,
But as hard as I could think,
I couldn't grasp the significance
Of that eternal ink.
The mystery burned within me,
And I finally dared to ask
The angel to explain to me
Of his amazing task.
And what I heard was frightful
As the angel turned his head.
He looked directly at me,
And this is what he said...
I know you stand and wonder
At what my writing's worth
But God has told me to record
The lives of those on earth.
The book that I am filling
Is an accurate account
Of every word and action
And to what they do amount.
And since you have been watching
I must tell you what is true;
The details of my journal
Are the strict accounts of YOU.
The Lord asked me to watch you
As each day you worked and played.
I saw you as you went to church,
I saw you as you prayed.
But I was told to document
Your life through all the week.
I wrote when you were proud and bold,
I wrote when you were meek.
I recorded all your attitudes
Whether they were good or bad.
I was sorry that I had to write
The things that make God sad.
So now I'll tell the wonder
Of this eternal ink,
For the reason for its mystery
Should make you stop and think.
This ink that God created
To help me keep my journal
Will only keep a record of
Things that are eternal.
So much of life is wasted
On things that matter no
tSo instead of my erasing,
Smudging ink and ugly blot.
I just keep writing faithfully and
Let the ink do all the rest
For it is able to decide
What's useless and what's best.
And God ordained that as I write
Of all you do and say
Your deeds that count for nothing
Will just disappear away.
When books are opened someday,
As sure as heaven is true;
The Lord's eternal ink will tell
What mattered most to you.
If you just lived to please yourself
The pages will be bare,
And God will issue no reward
For you when you get there.
In fact, you'll be embarrassed,
You will hang your head in shame
Because you did not give yourself
In love to Jesus' Name.
Yet maybe there will be a few
Recorded lines that stayed
That showed the times you truly cared,
Sincerely loved and prayed.
But you will always wonder
As you enter heaven's door
How much more glad you would have been
If only you'd done more.
For I record as God sees,
I don't stop to even think
Because the truth is written
With God's eternal ink.
When I heard the angel's story
I fell down and wept and cried
For as yet I still was dreaming
I hadn't really died.
And I said:
O angel tell the Lord
That soon as I awake
I'll live my life for Jesus
--I'll do all for His dear sake.
I'll give in full surrender
;I'll do all He wants me to;
I'll turn my back on self and sin
and whatever isn't true.
And though the way seems long and rough
I promise to endure.
I'm determined to pursue the things
That are holy, clean and pure.
With Jesus as my helper,
I will win lost souls to Thee,
For I know that they will live with Christ
For all eternity.
And that's what really matters
When my life on earth is gone
That I will stand before the Lord
And hear Him say, well done.
For is it really worth it
As my life lies at the brink?
And I realize that God keeps books
With His eternal ink.
Should all my life be focused
On things that turn to dust?
From this point on I'll serve the Lord;
I can, I will, I must!
I will NOT send blank pages
Up to God's majestic throne
For where that record's going now
Is my eternal home.
I'm giving all to Jesus
I now have seen the link
For I saw an angel write my life
With God's Eternal Ink.
(the actual account of a dream)by Craig F. Pitts
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Sunday, October 01, 2006
My Son
A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.
When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.
About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door
A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.
He said, "Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art." The young man held out this package. "I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this."
The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. "Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift."
The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.
The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.
On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel. "We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?"
There was silence.
Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, "We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one."
But the auctioneer persisted. "Will somebody bid for this painting. Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?"
Another voice angrily.. "We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Goghs, the Rembrandts. Get on with the real bids!"
But still the auctioneer continued. "The son! The son! Who'll take the son?"
Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. "I'll give $10 for the painting." Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.
"We have $10, who will bid $20?"
"Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters."
$10 is the bid, won't someone bid $20?"
The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the son.They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections.
The auctioneer pounded the gavel. "Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!"
A man sitting on the second row shouted, "Now let's get on with the collection!"
The auctioneer laid down his gavel. "I'm sorry, the auction is over."
What about the paintings?"
I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time.
Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings.
The man who took the son gets everything!"
God gave His son 2,000 years ago to die on the cross. Much like the auctioneer, His message today is: "The son, the son, who'll take the son?"
Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything.
FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO SO EVER BELIEVETH, SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE...THAT'S LOVE
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