mystery♥.
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dream like dreamers do♥.
in my ears .
just another crush♥.
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And speak in a language you can understand.
" is a photodiary I've decided to initiate, compiling day to day events with a snapshot of a moment of the day.
snapshot of a minute in my life, that caught my eye, with a caption of sorts, either explaining the picture or describing my emotions.
I have been told that I never really open up myself to others, and more often than not, I leave people wondering what I truly feel or giving them confusing signals.
Thus, this photodiary, is in a sense, a window to my head.
All my thoughts, my emotions, everything I usually keep out-of-sight, will be put under here, other then my regular blog posts, which are usually not very informative.
Welcome, to the chaos and mess in my head.
I hope you'd find something that speaks to you, whether to pull you through something difficult, or to relate to.
repeating history
Thursday, 1 September 2011
A teacher told me once
"History repeats itself,
and we learn it in hope that it doesn't."
But it does, Mister, no matter how much we learn about it.
I found God. Or rather, He found me. And He forced me to get know Him better.
And I did. I fell in love. And I thought, "Everyone should know His love too!"
Four years down the road, I couldn't be bothered anymore. Not because I lost my faith in Him. But simply because, I lost my faith in His people.
And then a thought comes. A frightful one. And maybe, I'm wrong about it, and that such things are way over my head. Which means I shouldn't think of it and let the cleverer people do that thinking instead. But, the similarities between the people of my faith and the people who were against my faith in Jesus' time are increasing. Perhaps, I'm twisting the Gospel for my own needs and reasons. But then again, these are my thoughts, not yours. And you can fuck off, if you don't want to read it.
We have become like the Rich Man who could not give up his riches to follow God. Likewise, we are unable to give up our earthly possessions to follow God.
We have become like the chief priests and scribes who mock and frown upon Jesus, simply because he was different, though they worshiped the same God. Likewise, we mock when Christians sing their praise of a loving God. We frown upon them for being loud whereas we are quiet. Even though, we worship the same Father.
We have become like the merchants who trading within the temple walls, before Jesus came to kick them out. Likewise, we check the stock markets when we are supposed to be in prayer.
I can go on and on, but I highly doubt it would be interesting. Because you know the ending of the story.
When they crucified Jesus, and He breathed His last, the temple of the chief priests and the scribes was torn into half by earthquakes. Tombs were opened and saints were raised from their sleep.
And it would happen to us.
Remember, Jesus was a nobody. He was the son of a carpenter, before He was ready to carry His cross and be the Son of God.
Remember, the first person to step into heaven, was never the holiest man, but a mere thief who had asked Jesus for redemption as he hung from the cross beside Him.
God had never glorified His name through the holiest man or the richest person. He glorified His name through tax collectors, fishermen, prostitutes. He used Joseph, son of Israel, who was envied by his brothers, to bring them peace in Egypt. And when things became harsh, He used Moses, a man who had fallen from grace to lead His people to the Promised Land. He used David, the youngest son of a shepherd, to defeat Goliath. Our God is not one who uses holy, rich people to glorify His name. Our God uses the sinners, the condemned and those who are deemed useless or weak to guide and lead His people.
And if that's what God did, who are we to do any different?
so we said; thee, thee, hear. 05:46