Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Reaching into My Soul
Monday, September 13, 2010
Divine Romance
The brightness of Your glory has arrived
In Your presence God, I’m completely satisfied
For You I sing, I dance
Rejoice in this divine romance
Lift my heart and my hands
To show my love, to show my love
A deep deep flood, an Ocean flows from You
Of deep deep love, yeah it’s filling up the room
Your innocent blood, has washed my guilty life"
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Lovest thou Me?
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Blogger!
I'm feeling a bit hesitant as to how I want to start this blog. I'm not sure if it's because I've been away from my writing/blogging for a while or because of the fact that I maybe have been searching for a new blogging platform (which by the way would be my second platform and third blog address, yikes).
Anyways, so I've been away for about 5 months now, and in my time that seems to be forever without writing or translating my thoughts for the little group of readers I get here and there. Believe me, it wasn't in my plans to be on halt for this long; I guess I was in such a state of limbo that I was constantly experiencing feelings and emotions that I thought were gone for good, but obviously most folks know how that goes. There is nothing but frustration when you're trying to bleed something out of your system that's become part of you in a sense, and it isn't easy because it feels like you're denying yourself and I'm sure no one enjoys that process. Right?
I'll reserve more of this for a later blog. Let's move on.
I'm currently participating in a time of examination with the church I attend, and although it's unnamed I'm simply calling it "Renewal 40". It's forty days of examination in ones personal space, life, home, family, job, and anything else you can throw in there. I know in my personal life I need all the examination I can get, and that doesn't come at all easy to admit but I know for a fact you don't get any ingestion problems when swallowing your pride.
As much as I'd like to go on I think Three a.m. is way past my bed time. I'll drop in for another post when the Sun's up and about.
p.s. In no way is this examination period tied in with ramadan. Okay bye.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
A World Without Pain?
I read an article not too long ago on CNN that was referenced from a book I read a few months ago. However, it didn’t necessarily come into contact with any sympathy on my part and the feeling to spread the word and make it a learning process for others; so I reread the book again and it just clicked better the second time around. What this is balanced around is the thought of removing ‘evil’ from the world. An issue like this is often found in the argument against God.
Now listen, I completely understand that this world isn’t always nice, and life definitely is not fair. But us faith believers often remind ourselves in comfort that “it rains on the just and the unjust alike”. Richard Dawkins, Sam Harris, and Christopher Hitchens have all made the arguments that this world would be far better if it had no idea or concept of God; I disagree, not only because of my emotional attachment to God, but because I find more reason in faith and belief in God than I do in no God at all. Anyways...
Let’s get back to the topic at hand.
Without pain in this world, we ultimately lose the experience of feeling of reality in this world. It’s the felt reality that we can all relate to, whether we believe in God or not... All of us can relate; or can we?
There are about 100 people in the world we live in today that do NOT suffer at the expense of pain, but they do in fact suffer with the rare malady that involves insensitivity to pain. It’s called CIPA - Congenital Insensitivity to Pain with Anhidrosis. People with this disease feel no pain, nor do they shed tears. What a way to live, right?
One case in particular is the story of little Gabby Gingras, who has to be watched over constantly. At four months of age, her parents noticed she would bite her fingers till they would bleed, with no expression of discomfort or pain. At two
years of age she had to have her teeth removed to prevent her from biting herself and causing serious injury. She always has to wear safety glasses because in one instance she literally scratched her eye till she begin to damage her cornea very badly.
She plays sports with absolute fearlessness, never hesitant about banging into anything. She says she sometimes feels like crying, but can’t. The average life span for a child with this malady is twenty-five years. The parents of children who suffer from CIPA have but one prayer - that their child would or could feel pain.
Wow, amazing. At least I believe so.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
All is fair.
I’ve done my fair share of being quite the optimist I believe I’m supposed to be. However, optimism isn’t without its challenge of honesty, which is often the part that stops people from being a positive and optimistic being to begin with. So I’ve found sense in discovering myself before stepping into the shoes of others, and it makes perfect sense according to chinese proverbs, philosophy on life, and fortune cookies for all I know. I’m quickly finding that laughter can be healthy even if and when I’m expressing my feelings for you avid readers.
A saying that I’ve become quite attached to is “God is Love” and I know from the bottom of my heart that it’s real, because God is real, but I must also come to a real conclusion and know for a fact that I stand for that, and that I must live it.
Do I truly believe it though? My answer would be yes, Absolutely! Where I’m finding the problem with this is that in order for it to become more than just a ritualistic thought, I must be impulsive about it, spontaneous with this message of Love. I’ve fallen completely in love with this idea, but I admit that I haven’t fully personalized it yet; what’s the idea of Love without
a personal touch?
I know now that even after all these years that I’ve proclaimed the messages of the Christ in my life, they were merely uttered words with no depth, fraud words and shallow actions. I felt so disgusted at my failed attempts, I felt a deep deep surge of conviction on my behalf. It let me know that I needed to seek Love at its most beautiful meaning, and that is God.
I know that in order to claim anything, you have to have relationship. You see, before God could deem man as “complete”, he had to give the man a Relationship on more than just one dimension. God claimed seven times in his creation that “it was good” before he finally said “it is not good” and he continued to form a help for Adam and with that, Man became complete.
I don’t feel broken, but for some strange reason I still feel that I do need some fixing. I guess some would say that that’s just me being optimistic, after all, that is what I’m aiming for. And that’s that. I'm wondering how I'm going to find the right words for times like this when I stumble across such a simple principle with so much light. I’ll let you know when I scrap the rest of this thought together. It can happen, right?