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| back to the beginning.
basics are good.
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| nothing quite like going toe to toe with satan and standing victorious... OH HALELLUJAH!
"The LORD your GOD is with you,
He IS MIGHTY TO SAVE.
He will take great delight in you,
He will quiet you with His love,
He will rejoice over you with singing."
-Zephaniah 3:17
"No, in all these things
WE ARE MORE THAN CONQUERORS
through HIM who loved us."
-Romans 8:37
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| trying so hard to be a good student today. so far i've given paco a bath, sorted my clothing, washed the dishes...i do the best house keeping when i have to work or study. i did, however, do a search on google for saint benedict. can't concentrate well enough to read. hm... listening to ella. she certainly effects the dimension of color of monasticism.
i was thinking again about the people leaving soon. people are always leaving, but i just pay attention to the ones i care about. isn't that always the case?
listened to a jim cymbala sermon on marriage last night.. (thank you, monica =) he mentions how there have been quite a few sundays when he had to go to the piano where his wife was sitting to apologize to her. how he can't sincerely worship God with a relationship in a state of disrepair (my words, a sum of his...) thought about my own broken relationships and examined my heart a bit...
been remembering a lot the room i rented when i was 16. i just graduated from high school. rented a room in a boarding house. how i had nothing. but i didn't care as long as i was out of that house...away from those people. what a surprise i had when i discovered i had to pay for the electricity for lights, and not to mention the toilet paper just to flush down the toilet. i had no money. i worked at kinko's making books and preparing readings for the professors at ohio state. i ate smoked oysters, nacho chips, pace hot picante sauce, garlic bagels and havarti cheese. funny... my favorite thing to do was to go to the coffee shop brasilia on high street with my black bound notebook to write and sketch. i could write and draw for hours. also read the transcendentalists...and of course, nietzsche...nihilism was very much pop, or so anti-pop that it was pop (it was the 80's)... this is where my coffee addiction started. i didn't like boys. i'd stare them down, or scowl at them to make them go away. haha... where are they now?
perusing my memories... some things don't change... but they don't quite stay the same, neither.
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hey, who are all you people who stopped by in the last couple days? i see lots of new screen names on the footprints module. at least say "hi".... 
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returned from service at onnuri seobbingo. jim cymbala preached a message on Luke 4:18-19. (exactly the same scripture -originally in Isaiah- that caught my attention a couple weeks ago through an evangelism course i'm taking at torch...feeling like God is speaking to me through these two verses.) tonight, he focused on how God set captives free... from guilt, from moral weakness....
as i was listening intently and jotting down pertinent points... i felt chastened.
for the last couple weeks, i responded to a call to pray and fast for this night. waited with expectation of receiving a jolt of wisdom that would descend straight from God through the mouth of pastor jim cymbala.
why was i chastened?
i'll tell you what were NOT the reasons first. it was NOT because God didn't speak through pastor cymbala. because, for sure, he is an annointed man of God, and the Holy Spirit works through him in a awesome way. the message tonight touched my heart...
i was chastened because i realized that i focus on man - huMAN - too much. if i truly was focused on God, i would go to every service and prayer meeting, and listen to every sharing from leaders and young people with the belief that God would speak to me... and have that notebook and pen open and ready... and it wouldn't matter WHO was speaking.
i'm reminded of paster piper's message on Psalm 8. he spoke on how God chose to use children and infants to silence the foe and the avenger (v.2) God chooses to use whomever He so desires. so then, why i do i feel justified in choosing to whom i will listen?
i am made aware of my judgemental, arrogant nature.
...so difficult to be humble on my own strength...
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| just got everything organized. three-hole punched all my readings, notes and assignments for both my classes... all in a nice all-purpose binder, all aligned perfectly... cleaned my room (can't study when my room is dirty, and there's a mid-term on tuesday), washing my blankets now... (who said i was anal?)
need to get crackin' on work, too... get those writing assignments in so i can get some income... and finish my ministry reports... listening to clapton to keep me company.
cleaning is easier.
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maybe i should turn clapton off...already got the blues...
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