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Name: Soo Tian
Birthday: 5/5/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: Listening to all sorts of music (excluding techno/house/trance/etc. which I've yet to learn how to appreciate). Playing all forms of stick-based and hand percussion. Letting the Creator invade the life of the creation. Tinkering with computers in a pseudo-savvy manner.
Expertise: Amatuer music historian (so far only mediocrely versed in rock and getting into jazz, fusion and world music). Frequent flyer with Christianity Air on late night flights between Ascetism and Apathy crash-landing normally at someplace off the map.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Nonprofit
Message: message me
Member Since:
1/15/2004
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| from the upper roomIf I want to know if something is going to happen in the future, I'll think, "Maybe yes and maybe no". If I want to know if certain prayers will be answered, I'll repeat those words to myself.
I realize that it does me absolutely no good to try to figure out all the little details. I just have to trust in the Lord. I repeat the words over and over - "maybe yes and maybe no" - until they are planted in my heart to stay. They remind me that I can trust any decision to an all-powerful God who loves me.
(from today's Upper Room devotional) | | |
| ruminationWill you love the ‘you’ you hide
If I but call your name?
Will you quell the fear inside
And never be the same?
I hide, confounded,
unsure of how to act.
Is that reality creeping up?
Afraid to turn, I run.
Run I may, but for how long?
The darkness pursues
and does not give up chase
I wonder if it could or can.
Can this part of me be stilled
denied from manifestation?
Yet the mask breaks occasionally
and I recoil in fear.
Fear of what lies beneath
that which invites rejection.
But it has tainted my existence
throughout these long years.
Years of conscious repression
yearning for redemption.
Only one solution presents itself
that of a solemn vow.
Vow I shall if I must
to keep the faith I hold
for it gives me hope
beyond this dilemma. | | |
| the summons1. Will you come and follow me
If I but call your name?
Will you go where you don’t know
And never be the same?
Will you let my love be shown,
Will you let my name be known,
Will you let my life be grown
In you and you in me?
2. Will you leave yourself behind
If I but call your name?
Will you care for cruel and kind
And never be the same?
Will you risk the hostile stare
Should your life attract or scare?
Will you let me answer prayer
In you and you in me?
3. Will you let the blinded see
If I but call your name?
Will you set the pris’ners free
And never be the same?
Will you kiss the leper clean,
And do such as this unseen,
And admit to what I mean
In you and you in me?
4. Will you love the ‘you’ you hide
If I but call your name?
Will you quell the fear inside
And never be the same?
Will you use the faith you’ve found
To reshape the world around,
Through my sight and touch and sound
In you and you in me?
5. Lord, your summons echoes true
When you but call my name.
Let me turn and follow you
And never be the same.
In your company I’ll go
Where your love and footsteps show.
Thus I’ll move and live and grow
In you and you in me.
John L. Bell, © 1987, The Iona Community | | |
| the end of the beginningi thank you my God
for you'll see me through this time
of testing, challenge.
the sordid creature i am
is still something you care for. | | |
| "A spider web is tangled up with me...""Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God." (Psalm 43:5, KJV) | | |
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