Lord, Help MeSave me from this strifeLord, Help Me by ImLittleKasey
Cleanse the evil in my life
Sometimes it's dark and I'm scared
But I know with you I can be spared
Please help me whenever I sin
Because I don't want the devil to win
INFO: AN APOLOGY HAS MADE..Just recently, I have received a message from a deviant which made a negative comment about Manila. Probably, it's related to the Hostage Crisis happened 5 years ago. I understood how angry he was, since he had so much hatred in that situation. If I were that guy, I should not made that comment about it. Perhaps, I could have write someone a personal note.INFO: AN APOLOGY HAS MADE.. by e31
Well, this is a very tough one, indeed for me. It's sad that someone berated my country just for that issue. I don't want too much complicated conflicts in this website.
Anyway, Let me share to you an article from Inquirer.Net
Joseph Estrada’s longest ‘sorry’: Manila mayor in HK for hostage crisis apology
By Erika Sauler |Philippine Daily Inquirer
4:08 am | Wednesday, April 23rd, 2014
Thank You, God - A haikuThank you for it all!Thank You, God - A haiku by ImLittleKasey
Thanks especially for me!
To: the Man Upstairs
It Trapped Her, It Released HerWhen I was younger, and little girl, I wanted a little brother.It Trapped Her, It Released Her by lidsworth
So when she got home, I excitedly ran down stairs to tell my mother
She looked at me nervously, and brushed my question away.
“Honey, I don't have time now, we'll talk about it another day.”
I was slightly disappointed because my friends all had younger siblings,
I only had an older sister who tried her best to ignore me.
But that day she heard what I asked my mother and after dinner, pulled me in her room.
And with a sneer she whispered silently, “Mother sent our little brother to heaven too soon.”
At the age of nine, with a child's mind, I had no idea with that meant.
“Is that why Daddy went away, because he misses him?”
“Daddy got depressed and died,” she replied with a scowl,
“But don't be sad, he's in the clouds, he's with our brother now.”
Days went by and I remained silent,
yet I could see the light in my mother's eyes no longer lit.
After my question she w
Jury DutyI've found that people who accuse others of being the devil, usually have the Devil himself whispering in their ears. Being that we are imperfect, basic reasoning would only assume that we are unfit to pass pure judgement on anyone or anything. I believe that we can all agree on that to some extent, but of course stands the possibility that I am wrong by that very same logic. Judgement is not just for sinners, it is for choice in general. My point is related in that choice is in fact reliant on perspective and perception (Matthew 7:1-5).Jury Duty by GrubbsWriting
On one hand, we could see a man begging for money on the side of the road and think of him as a man in need. Yet in today's world, we are taught to be conservative in our trust, therefore on the other hand, we could see that man, and question his legitimacy. Then of course there are those who insist that instead of mercy and charity, that these fellow human beings of ours should just up and stop being homeless and without work, as though they have
I Forgive YouAll those time you've ever hurt me.I Forgive You by same-but-different
Everything you said.
Every scar you cut.
Every bruise you left.
I won't lie: I hated you for it.
How could you do this to someone so close to you?
How could you abuse their trust, their faith, that you were better than that?
But all that's behind us.
Today's the day I can look in the mirror and say,
"I forgive you."
The Spirit of EasterMy Teacher, My great Teacher,The Spirit of Easter by chorsahgryphon
Where are you in this night?
The Dark has covered hills and dales and gone has run the light
We saw their hand, we turned and ran, yes from them we did flee
While wives and mothers on the hill compose an elegy
For weep, weep O World!
Weep all tree and shrinking moss
For my Rabbi who I followed
Now is dying on a cross.
Were you not our Messiah?
To give us back our land?
To scatter out the Roman force and free us by your hand?
Did we not see you heal the sick and liberate the lame?
Did you not bring back Lazarus though four days late you came?
Yet I hear you cry,
From your ordeal on the tree
"My God, My God, My Father
Why have You forsaken Me?"
Your last words do speak forgiveness
For the ones that put you there
A sepulcher is readied in a garden fresh and fair
Tomorrow's mass, three days do pass before we dare to come
We bring things of memorial and leave our silent homes
But O heaven, high above!
What great sight now greets our eyes?
For the stone that blo
JesusYou are the firstJesus by Pysk
You are the last
You are the present
You are the past
You are my soul
You are my light
You are my life raft
You are my knight
New mercies each day
You have given to me
Because of You
I miss the mark
And sin pulls us
You make me strong
You never let me go
I know this because
You love me so.
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