Saturday, 30 July 2011
Hymn and prayer make me a channel of your peace
Where there is hatred, let me bring you love;
Where there is injury, your healing pow'r,
And where there's doubt, true faith in you.
2. Make me a channel of your peace:
Where there's despair in life let me bring hope;
Where there is darkness, - only light,
And where there's sadness, ever joy
3. O Spirit, grant that I may never seek
So much to be consolded as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved as to love with all my soul -
.4. Make me a channel of your peace.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
In giving to all that we receive,
And in dying that we're born to eternal life.
Author: A Prayer of St. Francis, written by Johann Sebastian von TempelhoffDate: unknownStory:Most modern hymns are penned by Protestants, but one of the best ones from recent decades comes from a Franciscan named Johann Sebastian von Tempelhoff (1928-1997). Tempelhoff was a prolific singer and songwriter under the name Sebastian Temple. Born in Pretoria, South Africa, he was a Scientologist for a time before he converted to Catholicism.This hymn is based on a traditional prayer attributed to St. Francis of Assisi, though modern scholars usually credit a later Franciscan, Jacopo di Toddi. In English, the prayer reads:Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. Where there is darkness, light. Where there is sadness, joy.O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love; for it is in giving that we receive, it is in pardoning that we are pardoned and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
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Friday, 8 July 2011
Notes from a fighting pessimist: love is not always a losing game
Friday, 1 July 2011
Love-lust
He said he loved me
I wanted him to love me
Show me how he loved so conditionally
Gave up what was precious to me to not lose him
I chose him
After all, how precious was virginity for the one you loved?
He said he loved me
So we used my body as his daily fix
Sessions upon sessions he got his release
Every frustration that went through his mind during that day, month, week
And me seeking to feel loved by somebody, laid it all down for him
After all, how precious was my body when somebody finally noticed me?
He said he loved me
So I made him my centrality
Ride or die chick that was me
Never accepting the truth that the relationship was about my needs and his
He was always the first
Was not his wife but I willingly submitted to every one of his lust
He controlled my emotions
I depended on his love,
My own personal ecstasy, that what I called our love
Friends that didn’t really know us said he was no good for me
I knew they were just jealous because they didn’t have what we did
See he loved me
And to love him was to give him every part of me
To love him was to try and keep him with my body
To love him was to use lust to bury all my own insecurities
To love him was to do something to get something in return
To love him was to say my friends were all wrong
To love him was to convince myself my body was worth nothing at all
To love him was to accept that virginity means nothing no-more
To love him was to encourage his lust so he would show love
Heck, I wanted it; I wasn’t forced to do it
Yes I wanted him, so I did it to prove it
Many times lust disguises itself as love, rules in our relationships and we don’t know it
We miss it because we don’t even know love to identify it and realize lust is not it
To know love will mean to let go of our needs and see that love truly is
God, he’s love and without him love don’t exist
Until we come to know his love the love we know is selfish
Until we come to know his warmth the warmth we know is worthless
Lust sees what it wants and takes advantage
Love sees what the other person needs first
See love is not selfish
Its patient and kind
Love does not seek to get its own every time
Love does not delight in wrong, so there shouldn’t be a time
When love will tell you if you love me baby you should be willing to prove it with your body then
Love that is not conditional at all
Well one condition and that’s that I remain true to who I am that’s all
Love that have the patience to love me from my face down
Cause ‘loving’ a guy with your legs first hoping he’ll one day wake up and love you enough to look at your face don’t work
Now loving a guy from your face down, and hoping he’ll love you enough to know the person behind the face’s smile might take some time
But at least if he goes go before you get to the legs, you know he’d taken nothing from you but some emotions, some smiles and time
Holding on to the wisdom that the love you need cannot just be found only in a man will make you smile,
And holding onto the truth that your body is not just your own, but a temple designed to honor the lord by waiting till the right time in marriage comes, will keep you strong
Till then be strong and remember that sometimes the best way to say I love you to someone is to say NO, but if you have love-lust him already, sometimes the best way to say I love you, no matter how hard will be to say, lets hang on :)