Archive for October, 2007

Restoration to Poetry

Thursday, October 25th, 2007
I long for the day
When I will bleed
For immortal words
 
I desire for my Muse to return
To embrace me once again
To rouse the metaphors
That slumbered
And stayed quiescent
 
I yearn for glorious thoughts
Incandescent
Fueling passion
 
I’m famished for
Verses and rhymes
 
Come, my Muse
I plead
Come and return
Let me live again

A Night of Building and Breaking…

Wednesday, October 24th, 2007
I’m thankful to the Lord for last night. Venus treated us in Don
Henrico’s. God gave her the burden to gather us. =D Besides the sumptuous Italian
dinner, I’m more blessed with the time we spent to ask for forgiveness and to
encourage one another.
 
It’s a night of breaking and building.
 
Don_henricos_2_1I’m just so thankful for my sisters in the office who are so gracious
towards me. They pointed out to me areas I need to grow. I think I need to be
more desperate in pleading to the Lord to change me. I acknowledge the fact
that I can’t change myself apart from the enabling of Jesus.
 
I have been a perfectionist. I have high expectations with people. And
then I get frustrated when people fail. Sometimes I fail to recognize that I’m
a failure too. My sinfulness often triumphs. Instead of being Christ-like, I’m
more of a foolish braggart.
 
Don_henricos_3I’m just humbled on how my officemates see me as a part of the team. They
appreciate me. And I’m thankful for their kind
words. I just realized that they don’t look down on me. It is just encouraging because
I tend to feel worthless. They value not just the things I do but they value me
as a friend, brother, child – as a person.
 
I need to grow in my attitudes. This is not just for the sake of those
in the office but also for my family who often gets the brunt of my ill attitudes.
I need a heart transformation.
 
Lord, help me to change. Show me the way so that I will no longer
bring shame to Your Name. Help me to communicate grace and love each day.
Enable me, God. If I will be a minister of Your Word and I will remain in this
sad state, then what sort of witness will I become? I will just be a blatant
hypocrite.