Yet another way to procrastinate...
http://www.last.fm/user/certainhope/
(hahaha thanks sam...)
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
I've been thinking, thinking...
"I will show him how much he must suffer for my name" ~Acts 9:16 (what God said about Paul)
The Loser - Switchfoot, Learning to Breathe
Only the losers win
They've got nothing to prove
They'll leave the world with nothing to lose
You can laugh at the weirdos now
Wait till wrongs are right
They'll be the ones with nothing to hide
'Cause I've been thinking, thinking
I've got a plan to lose it all
I've got a contract pending on eternity
If I haven't already given it away
I've got a plan to lose it all
I've been the burnout kid
I've been the idiot
I'll turn the other cheek to be hit
You can take what you want from me
Empty me till I'm depleted
I'll be around if I'm ever needed
I've been thinking, thinking
I've got a plan to lose it all
I've got a contract pending on eternity
If I haven't already given it away
I've got a plan to lose it all
I wrote this song for you
To show how I'm selling out
I'll take the benefit of the doubt
Because I've been thinking, thinking
I've got a plan to lose it all
I've got a contract pending on eternity
If I haven't already given it away
I've got a plan to lose it all
"For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me and for the gospel will save it. What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, yet forfeit his soul?" ~Mark 8:35-36
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Why am I here? Where am I going? Why am I lonely? What does it mean to suffer?
All these questions I've been asking for years, I think I'm finally finding answers for (hmmm, quite amazing when you think about it.) Well, the first three, I think I now know the answer to about 90% of the time (yeah I realise the third one could do with some *action* as well, but at the moment, I feel content with just knowing the "why")...the fourth one, I only really just started asking recently, and I think I will be working on it this year, so to speak...Well, I've had Acts 9:16 stuck in my head like a song since we first touched on it in one of our Bible studies this year...it might be a sign...
[Edit]
So based on all the above, my ambition in life is to....
be a loser!
=)
The Loser - Switchfoot, Learning to Breathe
Only the losers win
They've got nothing to prove
They'll leave the world with nothing to lose
You can laugh at the weirdos now
Wait till wrongs are right
They'll be the ones with nothing to hide
'Cause I've been thinking, thinking
I've got a plan to lose it all
I've got a contract pending on eternity
If I haven't already given it away
I've got a plan to lose it all
I've been the burnout kid
I've been the idiot
I'll turn the other cheek to be hit
You can take what you want from me
Empty me till I'm depleted
I'll be around if I'm ever needed
I've been thinking, thinking
I've got a plan to lose it all
I've got a contract pending on eternity
If I haven't already given it away
I've got a plan to lose it all
I wrote this song for you
To show how I'm selling out
I'll take the benefit of the doubt
Because I've been thinking, thinking
I've got a plan to lose it all
I've got a contract pending on eternity
If I haven't already given it away
I've got a plan to lose it all
"For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me and for the gospel will save it. What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, yet forfeit his soul?" ~Mark 8:35-36
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Why am I here? Where am I going? Why am I lonely? What does it mean to suffer?
All these questions I've been asking for years, I think I'm finally finding answers for (hmmm, quite amazing when you think about it.) Well, the first three, I think I now know the answer to about 90% of the time (yeah I realise the third one could do with some *action* as well, but at the moment, I feel content with just knowing the "why")...the fourth one, I only really just started asking recently, and I think I will be working on it this year, so to speak...Well, I've had Acts 9:16 stuck in my head like a song since we first touched on it in one of our Bible studies this year...it might be a sign...
[Edit]
So based on all the above, my ambition in life is to....
be a loser!
=)
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Insight
I had a staff meeting early this morning so I caught the bus into Broadway. At Croydon a man with a black guide dog got on. I've seen him on the bus before and have sat next to him once or twice. Anyway it was one of those newer buses and I usually sit on a window seat about two rows behind the back door (the ones that are rasied up on the steps) with the vertical railing next to the seat in front (so you have easy access to the stop button). So even though the bus was pretty empty, the guide dog chose the seat next to me, and I spent the rest of the bus trip chatting with the blind man (whose name is Ian), with the guide dog (whose name is Ink) sitting on my feet...I was rather surprised at first that Ink wanted to squish up against my legs and lie on my feet, but it wasn't overly uncomfortable or anything; he was a very nice dog.
Anyway when Ian and Ink sat down next to me I said hi, and Ian asked if we had talked before...and in fact we have talked before, cos once I sat next to him on a crowded bus on the way home and was rather surprised to discover a dog squished in the corner...but anyway, I wonder if he recognised my voice or if he was thinking about someone else, cos he asked me if I did dentistry (which I guess is pretty close to pharmacy as far as courses go...).
He also picked up that I had an accent, which I guess is something people wouldn't normally say to me, but for him he could tell that I spoke another language at home...Which I thought was pretty cool, considering that I've been in Australia for most of my life.
I asked him how they knew when to get off the bus (cos I've seen them going home before and the dog always gets up at the right stop), and he said he's been living in the area for more than 30 years so he knows the road pretty well, and the dog gets into a daily routine as well, but sometimes when he hasn't been concentrating they have gotten off at the wrong place and have had to ask where they are.
He works around Town Hall in the telephone industry, and he's been in that for about 37 years. I didn't really understand all of what he said, but I think he used to do switchboards and stuff, back in the days when they were around, and now he does some form of software programming for phone systems or something?...like when you put people on hold and transfer calls and stuff, I think he knows how to make all of that work...which is pretty amazing, I wonder how long it took him to learn his trade...but I guess he's been doing it for a long time. And he mentioned he uses computers as well... hmmm how would that work? Anyway I was too polite to ask...
So that was my cool bus ride for the week...we talked about other stuff as well, like having pets, and working in pharmacy, and other various things...I was half asleep when I got on the bus but I was wide awake by the end...it's cool to meet interesting people who want to have a chat on the bus =)
Anyway when Ian and Ink sat down next to me I said hi, and Ian asked if we had talked before...and in fact we have talked before, cos once I sat next to him on a crowded bus on the way home and was rather surprised to discover a dog squished in the corner...but anyway, I wonder if he recognised my voice or if he was thinking about someone else, cos he asked me if I did dentistry (which I guess is pretty close to pharmacy as far as courses go...).
He also picked up that I had an accent, which I guess is something people wouldn't normally say to me, but for him he could tell that I spoke another language at home...Which I thought was pretty cool, considering that I've been in Australia for most of my life.
I asked him how they knew when to get off the bus (cos I've seen them going home before and the dog always gets up at the right stop), and he said he's been living in the area for more than 30 years so he knows the road pretty well, and the dog gets into a daily routine as well, but sometimes when he hasn't been concentrating they have gotten off at the wrong place and have had to ask where they are.
He works around Town Hall in the telephone industry, and he's been in that for about 37 years. I didn't really understand all of what he said, but I think he used to do switchboards and stuff, back in the days when they were around, and now he does some form of software programming for phone systems or something?...like when you put people on hold and transfer calls and stuff, I think he knows how to make all of that work...which is pretty amazing, I wonder how long it took him to learn his trade...but I guess he's been doing it for a long time. And he mentioned he uses computers as well... hmmm how would that work? Anyway I was too polite to ask...
So that was my cool bus ride for the week...we talked about other stuff as well, like having pets, and working in pharmacy, and other various things...I was half asleep when I got on the bus but I was wide awake by the end...it's cool to meet interesting people who want to have a chat on the bus =)
Monday, April 16, 2007
alive and kycking
Oh yeah, before I continue, I should probably mention that KYCK is a Katoomba Christian Convention for highschoolers, and this year's theme was Follow; the talks were on Luke 9-19.
a random (mostly) rhyming summary of talks 4-6
case one: the story of a scandalous son*
didn't think his father could forgive what he'd done
but the father was filled with nothing but joy,
compassion and love for his lost and found boy
through jesus we get what we never deserved
and not what we think we've earned
case two: the story of a rich young man
reluctant to let go of all the things he had
"who then can be saved?" asked those who heard
"what is impossible with men is possible with God"**
money or jesus: who is your boss?
The way to life is the way of the cross
case three: the story of a short tax collector
who climbed up a tree to see jesus better
sinner welcomed jesus and counted the cost
for the son of man came to seek and to save what was lost***
'he is no fool
who gives what he cannot keep
to gain what he cannot lose' -Jim Elliot
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*Luke 15:11-32 (the parable of the lost son)
**18:26-27
***19:10
a random (mostly) rhyming summary of talks 4-6
case one: the story of a scandalous son*
didn't think his father could forgive what he'd done
but the father was filled with nothing but joy,
compassion and love for his lost and found boy
through jesus we get what we never deserved
and not what we think we've earned
case two: the story of a rich young man
reluctant to let go of all the things he had
"who then can be saved?" asked those who heard
"what is impossible with men is possible with God"**
money or jesus: who is your boss?
The way to life is the way of the cross
case three: the story of a short tax collector
who climbed up a tree to see jesus better
sinner welcomed jesus and counted the cost
for the son of man came to seek and to save what was lost***
'he is no fool
who gives what he cannot keep
to gain what he cannot lose' -Jim Elliot
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*Luke 15:11-32 (the parable of the lost son)
**18:26-27
***19:10
Sunday, April 15, 2007
kyck me down and build me up again
KYCK 2007: Follow
a random rhyming summary of talks 1-3
(note: if you weren't there, some bits might not make much sense! - talk anecdotes and stuff)
the cross = rejection, death and shame
for all those who glorify his name
foxes have holes and birds have nests
but the son of man has no place to rest*
how do you know if you've passed the test?
don't look back once you have decided**
you can't follow jesus if your heart is divided
you fool! you fool! don't waste your life
when faced with a choice you must sharpen your knife
be on your guard against all kinds of greed***
seek first his kingdom in all your good deeds
don't worry, don't worry, what good will that do?
where your treasure is, there your heart will be too^
die to yourself and take up your cross
wanna follow him? gotta count the cost
gotta make the cut in your own story
i heard someone say "no guts, no glory"
this is what it takes to walk the road with the king
dying to your own desires: it's everything or nothing^^
talks 4-6 coming later....
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*Luke 9:58
**9:62
***12:15
^12:34
^^14:33
a random rhyming summary of talks 1-3
(note: if you weren't there, some bits might not make much sense! - talk anecdotes and stuff)
the cross = rejection, death and shame
for all those who glorify his name
foxes have holes and birds have nests
but the son of man has no place to rest*
how do you know if you've passed the test?
don't look back once you have decided**
you can't follow jesus if your heart is divided
you fool! you fool! don't waste your life
when faced with a choice you must sharpen your knife
be on your guard against all kinds of greed***
seek first his kingdom in all your good deeds
don't worry, don't worry, what good will that do?
where your treasure is, there your heart will be too^
die to yourself and take up your cross
wanna follow him? gotta count the cost
gotta make the cut in your own story
i heard someone say "no guts, no glory"
this is what it takes to walk the road with the king
dying to your own desires: it's everything or nothing^^
talks 4-6 coming later....
----------------------------------------
*Luke 9:58
**9:62
***12:15
^12:34
^^14:33
Thursday, April 12, 2007
The Random Rhyme Challenge
Just one passing comment’s all you need to get started
Then stuff in your memory that you thought had departed
Resurfaces, tries to break free from the grip
Should lock yourself up once the words start to slip
Need to write, need to write it all out on a page
Got thoughts in your head, set them free from their cage
It’s like a disease that becomes its own cure
Can’t stop until everything’s let out for sure
It’s twice the fun when all the words need to rhyme,
(Don’t ask – it just some how became this thing of mine)
And it’s also quite hard to make things stay in time,
(Sometimes you’ve just got way too many ideas and you want to say them all in one line…)
ANYway…
So if the writing bug’s bitten you hard on the head
Don’t stay up tonight tossing and turning in bed
Get up and log on and show us what you’ve got
There’s no better place to write stuff than on Blogspot…
This is sounding so random and a little bit weird
But I’ve had writer’s block for about half the year
Don’t write very well but keeps me entertained
Avoiding assignments is my favourite game
The way that I’m going, won’t get any work done
I wonder why? This is just so much more fun
Now for half the week I’ll have rhymes on my brain
If I start talking like this, I’ll drive people at KYCK insane
Now I really should go, got so much to do,
Don’t know what the point of this post is, do you?
To take up the challenge, let it rip on the comments,
(Just keep it clean, or straight to the trash it'll be sent.)
Gotta go, gotta go, but now I’m feeling much better,
There’s something therapeutic about lines and letters,
Don’t take this too seriously; this week’s been rather long,
But if feeling adventurous, you could even try a song…
Then stuff in your memory that you thought had departed
Resurfaces, tries to break free from the grip
Should lock yourself up once the words start to slip
Need to write, need to write it all out on a page
Got thoughts in your head, set them free from their cage
It’s like a disease that becomes its own cure
Can’t stop until everything’s let out for sure
It’s twice the fun when all the words need to rhyme,
(Don’t ask – it just some how became this thing of mine)
And it’s also quite hard to make things stay in time,
(Sometimes you’ve just got way too many ideas and you want to say them all in one line…)
ANYway…
So if the writing bug’s bitten you hard on the head
Don’t stay up tonight tossing and turning in bed
Get up and log on and show us what you’ve got
There’s no better place to write stuff than on Blogspot…
This is sounding so random and a little bit weird
But I’ve had writer’s block for about half the year
Don’t write very well but keeps me entertained
Avoiding assignments is my favourite game
The way that I’m going, won’t get any work done
I wonder why? This is just so much more fun
Now for half the week I’ll have rhymes on my brain
If I start talking like this, I’ll drive people at KYCK insane
Now I really should go, got so much to do,
Don’t know what the point of this post is, do you?
To take up the challenge, let it rip on the comments,
(Just keep it clean, or straight to the trash it'll be sent.)
Gotta go, gotta go, but now I’m feeling much better,
There’s something therapeutic about lines and letters,
Don’t take this too seriously; this week’s been rather long,
But if feeling adventurous, you could even try a song…
Words! Excuse me while I turn your comments into a poem...
Ice-cream remnants pooled at the bottom of your bowl
Could drink it now but it would no longer be cold
Black coffee steam condenses closely on the lens
Flashes capture lines and hues, they gently blur and blend
Going slowly crazy and then quickly insane
Falling into dreams of the mentally deranged
Visions of the future in a dark, low resolution
Forecasting your evenings of short-lived absolution
A pure sugar high doesn’t let your brain know why
The sweetness no longer makes your tastebuds dance
With salt in your wounds is it hard not to choose
A shrunken core over fruitless romance?
Could drink it now but it would no longer be cold
Black coffee steam condenses closely on the lens
Flashes capture lines and hues, they gently blur and blend
Going slowly crazy and then quickly insane
Falling into dreams of the mentally deranged
Visions of the future in a dark, low resolution
Forecasting your evenings of short-lived absolution
A pure sugar high doesn’t let your brain know why
The sweetness no longer makes your tastebuds dance
With salt in your wounds is it hard not to choose
A shrunken core over fruitless romance?
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Friday, April 06, 2007
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