Saturday 30 July 2011

Hymn and prayer make me a channel of your peace

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

I use to agree with Amy. I guess when you go through a rough time in a relationship or with someone you liked you might start thinking that love is a losing game, even if you don't say it out loud. But as I learn to not let my past depict my future, I'm learning that love don't have to be a losing game, nor do I have to consider it as such. Love can be a winning game. Lately I've been learning allot about compatibility. For me that's starting to become very significant when it comes to relationships. Someone said, it is possible to love someone you are not compatible with. And when that happens, because you are incompatible you will find it hard to co-exists together as one. So rather than allowing my emotions alone to tell me he is the one, I hope to look for how compatible we are with together. For me love is no longer a losing game, it can be win win. I am determined to hold on to the class is half full mentality and be ready to work at something rather than expect it to come perfect. Well that's just me. What do you think? Is love a losing game to you? And if so, why?

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 :)