I wish that I didn’t have to be around u all the time..

The Muslims are proud of their mosques, the Hindus and Buddhists are proud of their temples.. Only the Christians are ashamed of their churches and don’t wanna call them churches.. Why? Cos, it may offend some people..

Pastor Lim | Pentecostal Foundations

Psalm 51

1 Have mercy on me, O God,

      because of your unfailing love.

   Because of your great compassion,

      blot out the stain of my sins.

2 Wash me clean from my guilt.

      Purify me from my sin.

3 For I recognize my rebellion;

      it haunts me day and night.

4 Against you, and you alone, have I sinned;

      I have done what is evil in your sight.

  You will be proved right in what you say,

      and your judgment against me is just.

5 For I was born a sinner—

      yes, from the moment my mother conceived me.

6 But you desire honesty from the womb,

      teaching me wisdom even there.

7 Purify me from my sins, and I will be clean;

      wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.

8 Oh, give me back my joy again;

      you have broken me—

      now let me rejoice.

9 Don’t keep looking at my sins.

      Remove the stain of my guilt.

10 Create in me a clean heart, O God.

      Renew a loyal spirit within me.

11 Do not banish me from your presence,

      and don’t take your Holy Spirit from me.

12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation,

      and make me willing to obey you.

13 Then I will teach your ways to rebels,

      and they will return to you.

14 Forgive me for shedding blood, O God who saves;

      then I will joyfully sing of your forgiveness.

15 Unseal my lips, O Lord,

      that my mouth may praise you.

16 You do not desire a sacrifice, or I would offer one.

      You do not want a burnt offering.

17 The sacrifice you desire is a broken spirit.

      You will not reject a broken and repentant heart, O God.

18 Look with favor on Zion and help her;

      rebuild the walls of Jerusalem.

19 Then you will be pleased with sacrifices offered in the right spirit—

      with burnt offerings and whole burnt offerings.

      Then bulls will again be sacrificed on your altar.

(New Living Translation)


A broken spirit and a contrite heart you will not despise O God.. (Vs 17)


If only you’d spend half the time less.. *shrug* But then again.. Yeah.. *shrug*

"Quintessential comfort food that it is, fried chicken is unpretentious. No haughty airs here. Eating with your fingers is not only acceptable, it’s all but required." - L.A. Times (http://lat.ms/9d9f8w)

"Quintessential comfort food that it is, fried chicken is unpretentious. No haughty airs here. Eating with your fingers is not only acceptable, it’s all but required." - L.A. Times (http://lat.ms/9d9f8w)

The moon hangs low tonite.. A third covered by darkness that blended right in with the rest of the sky..

I feel with the moon..

I wave my arms about trying to dispel the darkness/clouds that surrounds..

To no avail..

So tonite.. I confess my inability n plead urs..

The milk soured..


Disappointed in some.. But mostly myself..

Dear God, I don’t want anything, I just want to run to Jesus Christ. I want Him so bad it hurts. I need Him. I desire so much for my life to resemble a character from a book, one who doesn’t know initially, but soon learns and then does accordingly.

Adam Young (http://owlcityblog.com/2011/04/04/hercules-goes-bananas/#more-5092)

Phrase of the night: “Don’t be a stranger!” My reply: “Never have really been one, have I?” and flashed my signature grin..

It was good tonight.. I honestly didn’t mind going by myself at all.. Lately I realized that I could truly say that n mean it.. Aloneness isn’t something that bothers me much anymore.. Loneliness still does, but aloneness, not much.. I’m glad.. I used to think aloneness = loneliness.. I realize now it doesn’t.. I am sometimes glad for my times alone.. Sometimes they bring about a sense of peace..

But I have to admit that, in the midst of helping with the clearing up of the hall after the concert, it almost felt like I was part of them again.. Coupled with a little sense of ostracization.. Haha.. Contradicting senses I suppose, but both were there.. I miss being a part of the student body very much.. Excitement, working together, hanging out, cramming together, worshipping n praying, sharing.. It’s been what, 4 years maybe? It’s been awhile..

I’m praying.. Someday soon.. But by the time I get back, I guess, I think it will still be “strange”..

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No Longer I..

It is no longer I that lives but Christ that lives within me..

~Gal 2:20



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