a choice

doors are closing and i remember asking God to do just that. but i still don't know where to go. i have this burning desire to serve Him. the question remains: how? my schedule prevents me from committing as the kalayaan brigade head, a position that was offered to me again recently. i also withrew from the mcm core when they forced a choice between mcm and kalcf. i may not be ministering the new kalcfers but i was appointed to oversee the kalbrig and i can't synchronize my schedule with the rest of the mcm core leaders. then there was the navigators nomination today. as much as i am willing to serve in their ministry, i already have persons in mind for the 4 positions available. i was really blessed to hear each one's vision. i have one other thing in mind. let's just say i want the sophisticated bridge my mentor talked about. and i do want to concentrate on my studies.

the question remains...

good enough

do not mistake my silence
for ignorance
and don't tell me that sheep
can shed their wolf's clothing
there's no such thing
find someone who's good enough
she's definitely not.

Tea and Sympathy

Jars of Clay

Fare thee well
Trade in all our words for tea and sympathy
Wonder why we tried, for things that could never be
Play our hearts lament, like an unrehearsed symphony



Not intend
To leave this castle full of empty rooms
Our love the captive in the tower never rescued
And all the victory songs
Seem to be playing out of tune

But it's not the way
That it has to be
Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy
'Cause it's not the way
That it has to be

You begin
And all your words fall to the floor and break like china cups
And the waitress grabs a broom and tries to sweep them up
I reach for my tea and slowly drink in

'Cause it's not the way
That it has to be
Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy
'Cause it's not the way
That it has to be
Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy

So fare thee well
Words the bag of leaves that fill my head
I could taste the bitterness and call the waitress instead
She holds the answer, smiles and asks one teaspoon or two

'Cause it's not the way
That it has to be
Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy
'Cause it's not the way
That it has to be
Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy

'Cause it's not the way
That it has to be
Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy
'Cause it's not the way
That it has to be
Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy

Don't trade us for tea and sympathy
Don't trade us for tea and Sympathy
We can work it out
Don't trade us for tea and Sympathy
Don't trade us for tea and Sympathy
We can work it out
Don't trade us for tea and Sympathy
We can work it out

i love you

because Jesus loves you.

good enough

do not mistake my silence
for ignorance
and don't tell me that sheep
can shed their wolf's clothing
there's no such thing
find someone who's good enough
she's definitely not.

sheep

the thing about sheep is they are considered among the most stupid creatures. they get lost on their own. i also heard that a shepherd brings two things: a staff, to guide them, and a club for discipline. he breaks the sheep's limb when it strays, so that it may learn, carries it on his shoulder and takes it with him. interestingly, they are known to recognize their Master's voice...




this is my prayer... that the Lord will bring you on your knees.

"Professing to be wise, they became fools." Romans 1:22

Tattooed on my Mind

D'Sound

Yes I know you're tattooed
On my mind you're tattooed

Maybe you'll soon forget about it all,
or maybe you'll miss it like I do.
But one thing's for sure:
I'm all knocked out,
spend too much time thinkin' of you

And I can't get you out of my dreams
Now I know that you're the dangerous kind
And your smile is tattooed on my mind

And I can't get you out of my dreams
Now I know you're the dangerous kind
and your smile is tattooed on my mind
Cause I can't get you out of my dreams

Don't wanna write,
I don't wanna call,
I would not know what to say
It should be you
That's how I want it to be
Tell me you feel the same way

And I can't get you out of my dreams
Now know that you're a danger first kind
And your smile is tattooed on my mind
And I can't get you out of my dreams

Oh, Yesterday, I was feelin' safe,
All I do today is tryin' to be brave
and no melody can seem to suit my mind...
and now I curse you for being so sweet and so kind

reflective

From the Lake, No. 1
by Georgia O'Keeffe

warrior

You Are a Warrior Soul

You're a strong person and sometimes seen as intimidating. You don't give up. You're committed and brave. Truly adventuresome, you are not afraid of going to battle. Extremely protective of loved ones, you root for the underdog. You are picky about details and rigorous in your methods. You also value honesty and fairness a great deal. You can be outspoken, intimidating, headstrong, and demanding. You're a hardliner who demands the best from themselves and others. Souls you are most compatible with: Old Soul and Peacemaker Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

eventful

got so much to do but can't seem to. hence, the posts... yesterday was really eventful. i learned more about my gift, its potency and dangers. i also experienced taking a bus by myself for the first time. it was quite an adventure. i rushed to class thinking i was really late and ended up very early. how is that possible? the class got moved an hour late. lolz. my groupmates and i were all in black. the other group (and the prof) were wearing white. my best friend and i helped out at a rummage sale later. i was culture-shocked. there were too many people and they were very difficult customers. they bargained practically everything for 5php. they even demanded we throw in stuff for free! the only reason i will still be helping out in the next weeks in spite of being scammed is our cause. i need only to remind myself that a life is at stake. a very dear friend needs an operation. that should be enough for me to disregard the heat and the shocking attitudes. i can't see myself being a missionary after what happened. i am thankful that i am called to be an insider. by the way, i received free books! got to go... it's time for worship! =)

a true tiger

You Were Actually Born Under:

Fierce and courageous - you are the king of every situation. You pounce and attack, until others give you want you want. Daring and magnetic, you inspire others to follow your lead. And while you're wild at heart, you have some hidden soft spots.

You Should Have Been Born Under:

Fierce and courageous - you are the king of every situation. You pounce and attack, until others give you want you want. Daring and magnetic, you inspire others to follow your lead. And while you're wild at heart, you have some hidden soft spots.

What Year Were You Born Under?

puddle of mud

i am so relieved the mud man did not melt into a puddle at my feet when he cast a mesmer on me...sheesh.





maybe he's one of the People in disguise.

mesmer

the sight of you overwhelms me
as if you are weaving a spell,
a mesmer, on me,
creating a surreal effect
that words cannot even attempt to
captivate a beauty profound beyond reality.

you are set apart in this world for me.

fragments

what you find here are pieces. of a puzzle. i spill too much. reveal too little. fragments. of my reality.

the cold

20 Million
Rivermaya

20 million diamonds crown the sky tonight
Silence for two lovers’ everything
They tell me whispering’s a virtue, and holding hands’ their game
‘Tis cold, it’s cold

And as I watch the candle burn this night away
My life collects another yesterday

Alone in the darkness, I am waiting for the one
While lovers wait for the sun, lay I
Waiting for the one.

Stalk the streets do lovers in this town tonight
20 million heartbeats holding hands
For them, it’s darkness that’s most precious,
but tell me who can I embrace?
The cold? There’s no one here to hold
Who’ll light the darkness with [his] name,
heal this blackout pain

And as I watch the candle turn this night to day

My life collects another yesterday

Alone in the darkness, I am waiting for the one
While lovers wait for the sun, lay I
Waiting for the one.

a no-show...a set-up?

pathetic! past is past.

shipwreck

a stranger wandering under the heat of the sun
lost in a sea of unfamiliar faces
anchored to the place of her roots
waiting for someone who'll take her away