EMILY
Smiles and her laughter,
It's the only thing that I've been
waiting for, a time.
Regardless of our distance, and our
hope, cuz were
Swept by pretty eyes and LETTERS for, a time.
The only thing that I've been waiting for.
I hope it's something worth the waiting,
'Cause it's the only thought that I ever feel real.
Thunderstorms could never stop me,
'Cause there's no one in the world like Emily.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Dare to Move
Friday, September 18, 2009
YOUTH FOR CHRIST






Worship
What a Week
Thursday, September 10, 2009
.Death Ampetamine.
Another hit, just one more blast
How long can you make it last?
Hit the pipe and vaporize
Feel the rush, so energized
Your longs being to crystallize
Try to stem the tide
From another five day ride
Don't you know your dead inside?
The world spins out of control
All amped up, nowhere to go
A glass house is all you know
Poison cloud hangs in the air
Breathe it deep, your only care
It's a nightmare, not a dream
Deathamphetamine!
Spun and sleep deprived
The calendar burns before your eyes
Another hit, for now revived
So many slepless nights
Only whet your appetite
Strike a match, the torch ignites
See the shards start cracking back
Watch them turn your world to black
While waiting for the heart attack
All your dreams are dead and gone
I tell you now, it won't be long
Before death ends this marathon
Withered and sucked up
You're wasting away
Eyes sunken deep in your skull
You care not about yourself
Nor any other
Only if the pipe is full
Lick your lips
As you hover around the glass
Anxiously awaiting your turn
Depressed and paranoid
It's all gone to hell
Inhale as your world burns
Lost everything you own
Now waiting by the telephone
For the dope man to come home
All your friends and family
Are sickened by your need for speed
Only driven to exceed
So many years, so little time
For you to halt your life's decline
You've got to read the signs
Everything has come unwound
You've got to turn this shit around
Before you're six feet underground
Poison cloud hangs in the air
Breathe it deep, your only care
It's a nightmare, not a dream
Deathamphetamine!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
My Rection about the poem by Sir Walter Raleigh
My Reaction about the Poem by Christopher Marlowe
Friday, September 4, 2009
Real Generosity - Bro. Bo Sanchez (I was inspired! =] )
One person asked me, “But Bo, I’ve been giving and giving and giving all my life—but I haven’t been receiving my rewards!”
Perhaps because it may not be generosity at all.
You see, there are two types of giving that happens in the world.
1. When we give because we love
2. When we give because we want to be loved
Look. There’s nothing wrong if you want to be loved. It’s your most basic need. But friends, never use generosity as a way of getting love. That’s toxic. You call that co-dependent love and it’s lethal. Pleasing people so that they will love you is slow suicide.
If your “Love Tank” is empty, you need to do two things. First, ask God to love you. And second, love yourself. Unless you learn to be generous to yourself, your generosity will not be real.
My friend Mila (not her real name) was such a woman. She always gave gifts to her friends. Food. Clothes. Flowers. Sometimes, expensive stuff like cellphones and Ipods. People would tell her, “Oh, you’re so generous.” But deep within, I know Mila is one of the most miserable people on earth. She’s constantly depressed. Because she has no true friends. Her friends are there simply because she gives them stuff. People abuse her constantly, asking things from her.
Mila isn’t receiving the rewards of her generosity because she’s not really generous. She is needy.
When you give out of need, you will become even more needy. But if you give out of love, you will receive more love.
Remember the bowl with grey stones? Mila gives away her white stones—creating space in her heart. But because she’s giving out of need and fear and not out of love, misery and bitterness fill up that space she created.
I repeat:
Real generosity is giving out of love, which fills our lives with more love.
And let me share with you the biggest reward of generosity.