Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Boom Box.


Isn't this Travis Barker's (Boom Box) Zildjian Stick Bag nice? *hint hint.









Christmas was AWESOME!
I can't really describe in words,
but to see so many lives being blessed and touched,
is indeed a meaningful celebration to all.
The reason for the season,
the birth of our Savior and Lord Jesus Christ,
that all may have SALVATION.
All I can say was that,
I've been blessed and awe-struck,
by what God has done during this Christmas.
I've done my best, and I believe God will do the rest...

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Draw Me Closer

I've found a place

Caught in open arms,

Where love's embrace

Mends a broken heart.

Here I will stay

For all my days.

Draw me closer.

Friday, December 14, 2007

Breakaway

Lives transformed,
Lives surrendered,
Emotions healed,
Breakthroughs coming to past,
Empowered and ministered,
Friendships; established and bonded,
Arising of Faith,
Stepping out of fear.

This is Breakaway.
And,
It's all worth it.

We are Gladiators...

Monday, December 3, 2007

The consequence for destroying my tofu.

Why did you destroy my tofu?
That's it, you're gonna be dead.

Insects? Kill at first sight.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Into the West

Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You have come to journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore
Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping
What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
To carry you come
And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass
Hope fades
Into the world of night
Though shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don't say
We have come now to the end
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again
And you'll be here in my arms
Just sleeping
What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
To carry you home
And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West