From within

I WAS HERE! COULD YOU SAY THAT?

2013-10-23T07:36:00.000-07:00

So I heard this song for the first time at our AIESEC's local committee meeting. Our president played it so we could get some motivation for the ongoing promotions.
" I was here, I wanna live my footprints on the sands of time, ...when I leave this world, I'll leave no regrets" - The words of this song are so true, at the end of our lives this is something most of us will want to say, that we were here, we gave to the earth, we contributed in some little way.
But! how can you live your footprints on the sands of time.
Life is like a play and each and everyone in this word has a role to fill in. Some main, others minor, some supporting, together we make up this play. We are all actors and actresses and behind the scenes, someone writes the play, someone directs the play. It is evident that to fulfill our roles efficiently, we need the script and we need the director. As much as you may want to be your own person and have your own freedom, to be an outstanding actor or actress you need to follow the script and the director.
So who is the director? God is! The I am that I am, the ultimate creator, the one who is, who was and who is to come -He wrote the play, He knows how it will end. God is the beginning and the end. As one of my favorite preachers of all time puts it, "It is in the middle that human choices are made; the beginning and the end remain with God. The decrees of God are birth and death and in between those limits, man makes his own distress or joy" -Oswald Chambers.
"...that I made a difference, I lived, I loved, I did, I've done, ... that I gave my all, brought someone some happiness"
Lets be active actors and actresses in this play, lets depend on the One who knows it all so at the end of our lives we would be assessed as having been here. So, let God! He knows yesterday, He knows today, He knows tomorrow. He wrote the play, if you will allow Him, He will direct your steps.

Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and dine with him, and he with Me. Revelations 3:20 (NKJV)

If you breathe.....

2010-10-03T13:48:00.000-07:00

the lad is so cute..
So today is a Sunday and i felt compelled to put this down before i forgot about it.
So i got into the bus 24, to go to church, i like the new venue because its close to the bus stop.
You must know that today was the second time i was following that route. Today, i paid attention to my surrounding, soon the bus had arrived at a road, on one side of the road was the forest and the other a fence ( i don't remember the color) and i looked into it, then i realized it was a cemetery, a very big one long and wide, then i realized why no one was really living around there.
The bus came to a stop, and only then did i notice that lots of people in the bus had flowers, i looked out the window where i also saw people, some alone some in groups, a few coming out of the cemetery carried brooms and stuff.
only until then did i realize that i wasn't part of them,i wasn't part of those in the grave, nor those going into the cemetery nor those coming out. I am alive, I've not had cause to go and visit any close friends who have died. If you are reading this, of course you are alive.
Psalm 150:6 let everything that breathes sing praises to the Lord, do praise Him while you have the time.
Shalom :)

Joyce Meyer - Impact of Having a Good Self-Image 1-A

2010-07-25T04:51:00.000-07:00

The ant and the contact lens........

2010-07-24T07:12:00.000-07:00

A true story by Josh and Karen Zarandona

Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing. Although she was very scared, she went with her group to a tremendous granite cliff.

In spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took a hold on the rope, and started up the face of that rock. Well, she got to a ledge where she could take a breather. As she was hanging on there, the safety rope snapped against Brenda's eye and knocked out her contact lens. Well, here she is, on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her and hundreds of feet above her. Of course, she looked and looked and looked, hoping it had landed on the ledge, but it just wasn't there. Here she was, far from home, her
sight now blurry. She was desperate and began to get upset, so she prayed to the Lord to help her to find it. When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye and her clothing for the lens, but there was no contact lens to be found. She sat down, despondent, with the rest of the party, waiting for the rest of them to make it up the face of the cliff.

She looked out across range after range of mountains, thinking of that Bible verse that says, "The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth." She thought, "Lord, You can see all these mountains. You know every stone and leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens is.
Please help me." Finally, they walked down the trail to the bottom. At the bottom there was a new party of climbers just starting up the face of the cliff.

One of them shouted out, "Hey, you guys! Anybody lose a contact lens?"
Well, that would be startling enough, but you know why the climber saw it?

An ant was moving slowly across the face of the rock, carrying it on its back. Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist. When she told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the contact lens, he drew a picture of an ant lugging that contact lens with the words, "Lord, I don't know why You want me to carry this thing. I can't eat it, and it's awfully heavy. But if this is what You want me to do, I'll carry it for You."

I think it would probably do some of us good to occasionally say, "God, I don't know why you want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it's awfully heavy. But, if you want me to carry it, I will." God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called. Yes, I do love GOD. He is my source of existence and my Savior. He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I am nothing, but with Him I can do all things through
Christ who strengthens me. (Phil. 4:13)

What of you ?

2010-07-22T10:08:00.000-07:00

I believe, Oh how I believe,

I believe in people,

I believe in love,

I believe in true friendship,

I believe in blissful marriages for everyone,

I believe in a drug free community,

I believe in a fair judicial system,

I believe in a non-corrupt government,

I believe in a poverty free nation,

I believe in a happy and friendly world,

I do believe in me,

Oh yes I believe in fairy tales where you live happily ever after,

Alas, you may think some of these things impossible, yet still,

I believe in optimism,

I do believe that, if all these, be not in this life, they shall in the next life,

Cause,

I believe in the life after,

I believe in Jesus Christ, with him all things are possible.

Belief is a choice.

Quite rare...............friendship, true friendship

2010-07-22T07:39:00.000-07:00

the rising sun,

the setting moon,

the colours of the rainbow, a mother's love, nature's magnificence, such is true friendship extraordinaire.

Frienship has splendours that love knows not. It grows stronger when
crossed whereas obstacles kill love. Friendship resists time which wearies

and severs couples. It does have heights unknown to love.

So my dear friend, when you've found true friendship, do value it and if yours be the situation where you can't find a true friend, then you be the best friend you could possibly be.

Shalom..........