Archive for December, 2005

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Do not keep the alabaster box of your friendship
sealed up until your friends are dead.
Fill their lives with sweetness.
Speak approving, cheering words while their ears can hear them,
and while their hearts can be thrilled and made happier.
The kind of things you mean to say when they are gone,
say before they go.
~ George W. Childs

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Ever felt like God can’t use you???
God Can Use You!!!Just remember, the next time you feel like GOD can’t use you, remember…..  

Samson had a long hair and was a womanizer
Rahab was a prostitute
Jeremiah and Timothy were too young
David had an affair and was a murderer
Elijah was suicidal
Isaiah preached naked
Jonah ran from God
Naomi was widow
Job went bankrupt
Peter denied Christ
The disciples fell asleed while praying
Martha worried about everything

Mary Magdalene was, well you know
The Samaritan woman was divorced, more than once
Zaccheus was too small
Paul was too religious
Timothy had an ulcer and
Lazarus was dead!

No more excuses now. God can use you to your full potential. Besides you aren’t the message, you are just the messenger.

Noah was a drunk
Abraham was too old
Isaac was a daydreamer
Jacob was a liar
Leah was ugly
Joseph was abused
Moses had a stuttering problem
Gideon was afraid

 

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The poor man thought, “If I had a penny for every time I knew the Lord blessed me I would be a millionaire.”

Then he continued, “But if I had a penny for evertime the Lord actually blessed me, I would be the richest man in the world… and I believe I already am.”

– Bob Smith

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Here is the lyrics of my fave song.. and I think no one here is really familiar with this. I tried to look for a video or audio code so I can play it here in friendster but I found none. For the curious… the genre is raw rock and it’s a CHiSTian song. ^___^

lyrics = superb!

“Matthias Replaces Judas”

by: SHOWBREAD

it is so that my transgressions have born a withered fruit,
the sun has scorched the rising plans;
alas they have no root, the bleached bones of animals bound by leather strips,
dance through the air with laughter as i wield this wicked whip,
as You did warn me Carpenter, this world has weakened my heart,
so easily i disparage, self-seeking the work of my art,
and there You have come to me at the moment i bathe in my sorrow,
so in love with myself, sought after avoiding tomorrow,

where do You find the love to offer he who betrays You?
and offer to wash my feet as i offer to disobey You,
Your beauty does bereave me, and how my words do fail,
so faithfully and dutifully i award You with betrayal,

the weak and the down trodden fall on broken legs,
as i walk past a smile i cast, fervor in my stead,
but my bones like plastic, do buckle backward now,
i lay in this field by Judas’ bowels and anticipate the plow,
i can not be forgiven; my wages will be paid,
for those more lovely and admirable is least among the saved,
and where would i fit Jesus?
what place is left for me?
the price of atonement is more than i’ve found to offer up as my plea,

Jesus my heart is all i have to give to You, so weak and so unworthy,
this simply will not do, no alabaster jar, no diamond in the rough,
for Your body that was broken, how can this be enough?
by me You were abandoned, by me You were betrayed,
yet in Your arms and in Your heart forever i have stayed

Your glory illuminates my life, and no darkness will descend,
for You have loved me forever, and Your love will never end!

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