And I have come to accept that change is the only constant. Don't get left behind.
When it comes your time to die,
be not like those whose hearts are filled
with the fear of death,
so that when their time comes they weep
and pray for a little more time
to live their lives over again in a different way.
Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
Year of Difference
It seems to be a year of change and I am still looking forward to it. Just a few more months to the end of 2015.
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
In Season and Out of Season
I took a quick rewind in the decade to be. I realized I'm currently doing (almost) nothing like what I was years ago. Back then I was that noob convert who had, for whatever reason, stumbled into a whole new realm.
Much like a newborn, my decisions were mostly concerning myself, my next step. Which version of the Bible to stick to? What kind of Christian songs were the in-thing? Who around me is an ideal role model?
Fast forward 9 years later, I realized things are vastly different. The choices I have to make can easily affect the entire body. The life I would have to choose to live, may eventually be a (side) cause of how another person decides to live theirs.
Tonight the one message was that with the storm and the boat that the disciples were in, it was their moment to awaken Christ through authenticity. I figure this maybe mine too.
You could had put everyone on a crucifix yet You chose to be the one.
You can love the ugliest sight of me, so why shouldn't I do the same?
Much like a newborn, my decisions were mostly concerning myself, my next step. Which version of the Bible to stick to? What kind of Christian songs were the in-thing? Who around me is an ideal role model?
Fast forward 9 years later, I realized things are vastly different. The choices I have to make can easily affect the entire body. The life I would have to choose to live, may eventually be a (side) cause of how another person decides to live theirs.
Tonight the one message was that with the storm and the boat that the disciples were in, it was their moment to awaken Christ through authenticity. I figure this maybe mine too.
You could had put everyone on a crucifix yet You chose to be the one.
You can love the ugliest sight of me, so why shouldn't I do the same?
Labels:
Reflecting,
Thankful; NoteToSelf
Thursday, February 12, 2015
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