Wednesday, 9 September 2009

para sa mga lain ulo (for psych patients)

---myparacetamol---

by duchess paraluman


the chaos of the streets
was put in order in my mind

the complexity of a woman's dialogue
was made plain
by my brain

the answer to your every querry
was gained
through my mental calculations

the theory of infinite uncertainty
was explained
thanks to my intelligence

the art of rocket science
was attained
by my genius

and now
all weight of the world
is bourn by my head

the pain throbs,

i feel my nerves
inflame
blood rushes
fastly through the vessel lane
it beats harder
it beats my thoughts harder too


am i about to crash?



i put my fingers on my temple
stroke my hair by the other hand
(i want to pull my hair off)


i feel this part of me
near its tragic end
it nears explosion

it nears destruction

it nears redemption

it nears You

and now
i need You
to reboot my system
my nervous system
recharge the nuerons
regenerate the nerve tracts
restore the functions
of my overused brain

You cease the confusion,

ease the pain.


let me drink You
and let me slow
down and let go
of such anxiety, vertigo
be normal, thorough-
ly repaired, undo
the damage, ego
restored--no
its gone, too
and what's left is You.

Sunday, 14 June 2009

IF YOU'RE LIFE'S A MESS...read this:


Do you know why you are here?
Are you sick of being pushed around and not really feeling the life in your life?
Do you ever wonder why you're stuck here in Talisay or Bacolod, or why your favorite color is green?

Are you even aware of why you were caught by the title?


if you answered a no-yes-no-no-no/yes,


Then dude/girl, you don't know your purpose.

And unconsciously, you want to know it.


And that, I can say, is the greatest tragedy to ever happen to someone. Because without knowing your true reason and direction for your life, then the day you die is the day when you've finally concluded a wasted life.

If you will come to ask any of the FUSION people running around the town why they are there, eating banana cue, or updating their multiply, FaceBook and FS accounts, or playing dOTA, or chillax-ing at Cafe Bobs, or pigging out every gelatto day, or showing some tough love, or why they are simply looking so darn good...then they'll have one simple answer:


to WIN souls and MAKE disciples!


Yes, we do have a PURPOSE.



Now, we are not walking robots or pathetic and depressed losers anymore...we refuse to be lazy, useless and quiet...


We want to EXCEL,


to LEAD,


         to start an unprecedented REVOLUTION that will shake the land...


Our purpose, again, is to WIN souls and MAKE disciples.

                
     And we will not be FULFILLED until our purpose is FULFILLED.

              And we will fulfill this purpose, TODAY!

We can't brag that we're this or that, because we didnt hold on to such amazingly awesome discoveries just because we're good, and that through our brilliance we serendipitously obtained this vital information. NO! We were actually once like you-- hopeless, dissapointed, foolish and totally uncool.

Now is the time to stop being so messed up, because in the first place you were not meant to be like that.


YOU are royalty.


YOU are destined for greatness.


YOU are a history maker.


YOU are one of us.


Curious? Just check out this link:

http://fusionexplode.multiply.com


And discover a different world where there dwell the coolest people you will ever meet.


And you will never, ever regret meeting.
--------------


To the rest of the people,

prepare--

             the FUSION Generation is about to take over...

Thursday, 4 June 2009

“Love is Waiting” by By Czeka Svetlana Tuvilla

By Czeka Svetlana Tuvilla

 

“Love is Waiting”

 

Beyond these days of youth and vigor,

Beyond these moments, mistakes and life’s lessons,

Is you, over there, waiting by my heart’s door.

My love, there you wait in pure adoration—

 

Of me. And I, to you I give

A vow of faithfulness; never to leave

You, alone…as long as I live.

A thousand mistakes I’d forgive

 

But that is for tomorrow—

Our future of bliss, neither of perfection nor of sorrow

My first kiss—I’ll save. (for now),

For you, my dear. And let God allow

‘Till our dreams come true

And finally, I’ll be with you

My heart’s beat, and your love too, shall vindicate—

That this destiny fulfilled was worth all the wait.

 

 -------for now,, 144 muna!! then 1728!!hahahaha vision vision vision...


be CAUGHT by the VISION....


      then write it down...


                   keep it plain.

...........................................................................................RUN WITH IT.....


                                                 GO!!!           dream the dreams of God

Sunday, 10 May 2009

Read this and ponder,,,about our moms!!! a short tribute...

 When you came into the world, she held you in her arms. 
You thanked her by wailing like a banshee.
When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.
You thanked her by crying all night long.
When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.
You thanked her by running away when she called.
When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals with love.
You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.
When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons.
You thanked her by coloring the dining room table.
When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays.
You thanked her by plopping into the nearest pile of mud.
When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT GOING!"
When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball.
You thanked her by throwing it through the
next-door-neighbor's window.
When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice cream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.
When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons.
You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day, from
soccer to gymnastics to one birthday party after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.

Those teenage years
When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was becoming.
You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.
When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, she taught you how to driver her car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.
When you were 17, she was expecting an important call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all night.
When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.

Growing old and gray
When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition,
drove you to campus, carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't
be embarrassed in front of your friends.
When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing anyone.
You thanked her by saying, "It's none of your business."
When you were 21, she suggested certain careers for your future.
You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to be like you."
When you were 22, she hugged you at your college graduation.
You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.
When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first apartment.
You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.
When you were 24, she met your fiance and asked about your plans for the future.
You thanked her by glaring and growling, "Muuhh-ther, please!"
When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told
you how deeply she loved you.
You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.
When you were 30, she called with some advice on the baby.
You thanked her by telling her, "Things are different now."
When you were 40, she called to remind you of an relative's birthday.
You thanked her by saying you were "really busy right now."
When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.
You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.


And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you never did came
crashing down like thunder.

"Rock me baby, rock me all night long."
"The hand who rocks the cradle...may rock the world".
Let us take a moment of the time just to pay tribute/show appreciation to
the person called MOM though some may not say it openly to their mother.
There's no substitute for her. Cherished every single moment.
Though at times she may not be the best of friends, may not agree to our
thoughts, she is still your mother!!!
She will be there for you...to listen to your woes, your braggings, your
frustations, etc.
Ask yourself.....have you put aside enough time for her, to listen to her
"blues" of working in the kitchen, her tiredness???
Be tactful, loving and still show her due respect though you may have a
different view from hers.
Once gone, only fond memories of the past and also regrets will be left.

**DON'T TAKE FOR GRANTED THE THINGS CLOSEST TO YOUR HEART. CLING TO THEM AS
U WOULD YOUR LIFE, FOR WITHOUT THEM, LIFE IS MEANINGLESS*

Wednesday, 22 April 2009

GREEN is the new BLACK...Happy Earth Day!!

APril 22 -- EARTH DAY ...


finally, a special day for this wonderful planet... where God had put us...

i've noticed that everyone's going green now...i've read that people today are more environment-conscious...it's either a trend, an advertising gimmick or the people being sick of the consequences of their abuses and wastes...

if you'd notice companies...most are like "environment frendly" or are "going green"...  many have launched campaigns and promos for earth day like it's just valentine's day...but im not rily sure if these are genuine concerns for nature or just to draw consumers..(of course it should involve the latter cause they keep the company alive)....because the same people who say they're helping the environment belong to the "number one enemy of the environment" : theECONOMY...it's like the predator ecosystem bullying the prey which is nature...

earlier we went to a free film showing of the 11th hour...it was at rob, cinema6...where dragonballs was supposed to be shown...unfortunately, that movie's a flop...but what's even more unfortunate is that many didnt understand that we were there because today's earth day...even i didnt know, if i didnt ask...hmmmmm....

anyways...this is really a lousy blog...im so stressed up i cant think straight and my thoughts are messy,,,,


all i want to say is happy earth day...and let's not just consider going green and organic as a fad we hav to follow...but as a part of our committment for a better, livable future...

accdg to the 11th hour, 50 years from now, we will be at nature's crititcal point of breakdown...if you belong in my generation, we would probably be 50-70 yrs old by that time....if the world will be worst as it is today, we are doomed...we're too old already and will be greatly affected by the radical changes and destructive elements...

so use those canvas bags, eat organic food...use organic products...stop smoking...save electricity, conserve water,,,stop throwing trash outside the jeepney...simple yet practical, and definitely effective...let's not wait for adults to do it..they're too busy destroying our future...okay that was harsh and a poor generalization...anyways my point is, though we are young, we can make a difference...let's show the adults that we refuse to add to the destruction that has been cast upon our future...

be good stewards of what GOd has beautifully created and entrusted to us...and be good examples...

peace out!!

Sunday, 19 April 2009

...I Dreamed a Dream...

SUSAN BOYLE, 47, somewhere i dont know haha,,,one of the greatest unexpected performance...ever...haha


"""love this performance...sent by GOd,....she's 47 from an unknown village in Britain...never been married or kissed...jobless and lives with her cat...
but she had a dream back when she was 12...and she's living it now...no matter how people and circumstance had made the road to success very difficult and discouraging,,,,"""

"""she's very blessed and a great blessing!! definitely an inspiration...""""


'""""check her out too...at youtube...29million views na...going 30 million..."""""

here are the lyrics

There was a time when men were kind,
And their voices were soft,
And their words inviting.
There was a time when love was blind,
And the world was a song,
And the song was exciting.
There was a time when it all went wrong...

I dreamed a dream in time gone by,
When hope was high and life, worth living.
I dreamed that love would never die,
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
Then I was young and unafraid,
And dreams were made and used and wasted.
There was no ransom to be paid,
No song unsung, no wine, untasted.

But the tigers come at night,
With their voices soft as thunder,
As they tear your hope apart,
And they turn your dream to shame.

He slept a summer by my side,
He filled my days with endless wonder...
He took my childhood in his stride,
But he was gone when autumn came!

And still I dream he'll come to me,
That we will live the years together,
But there are dreams that cannot be,
And there are storms we cannot weather!

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living,
So different now from what it seemed...
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed...

Saturday, 18 April 2009

IMPORTANT : read these signs!




you've got to see this guys!it will change your life...

Nang MN showed this forum thread to us...about funny signs from the PHILIPPINES...

got it from here:

http://www.skyscrapercity.com/showthread.php?t=481527

Wednesday, 15 April 2009

I'll Never be the Same-- not after loving YOU!!



I know you, who are you now?
Look into my eyes if you can’t remember
Do you remember? Oh

I can see, I can still find
you’re the only voice my heart can recognize
But I can’t hear you now, yeah

I’ll never be the same I’m caught inside
the memories of promises of yesterdays
and I belong to you
I just can’t walk away ‘cause after loving you
I can never be the same

And how can I pretend I never
knew you like it was all a dream? No
I know I’ll never forget the way I always felt
with you beside me, and how you loved me then, yeah

I’ll never be the same I’m caught inside
the memories of promises of yesterdays
and I belong to you
I just can’t walk away ‘cause after loving you
I can never be the same

You let me near, then I watched you disappear
You left this emptiness inside and I can’t turn back time

No! Stay! Nothing compares to you
nothing compares to you
I can’t let you go
can’t let you go
I can’t let go

I'll never be the same,
not after loving you,
not after loving you,
No

I’ll never be the same I’m caught inside
the memories of promises of yesterdays
and I belong to you
I just can’t walk away ‘cause after loving you
I can never be the same

I can never be the same
I will never be the same
Woah woah woah woah woah
I just can’t walk away
No I can’t walk away from you


Wednesday, 25 March 2009

Endangered and Adorable


In the end, Hannibal did not administer the fatal bite to his mate's neck. And Jao Chu did not immediately kill their offspring, as is often the case.

And so, early yesterday, despite murderous tendencies in the captive species, two newborn clouded leopard cubs were found alive, well and squealing at the National Zoo's Conservation and Research Center in Front Royal, Va.

They were taken immediately from their gorgeous mother before she could do them harm, or do them in, placed in an incubator set at 88 degrees and fed salt water from baby bottles. Born with dappled, reptile-pattern fur, they were the first such births at the zoo in 16 years.

Their births were a coup, and the end of a complex reproduction saga involving an exotic, endangered and beautiful species of animal that experts call the ghost cat.

It was also a genetic home run: The zoo said the cubs' genes, which come from outside the captive population, make them among the most valuable clouded leopards in North America.

"Genetically, they're the most valuable animals outside their home range," said Ken Lang, a zoo expert on the species, because their genes stem directly from the wild. "These are totally new genes."

The births are thus a heavy responsibility. The precious cubs must be hand raised by the zoo's staff to guarantee their survival. "It's scary," said Lang, the center's mammal unit supervisor. "It's a lot of pressure. . . . We haven't had babies for 16 years."

In addition, the births were the first in the official North American clouded leopard zoo population in six years, the zoo said. The zoo has 14 clouded leopards, including the newborns: two at the zoo in Washington, and 12 at the research center.

The clouded leopard is native to Southeast Asia, the zoo said. It is about the size of a medium-weight dog, with a small head, luminous eyes and long, white whiskers. It has weird black and tan spots that seem to blur into each other, huge paws and an extremely long tail.

It is an acrobatic climber and can walk on the underside of tree branches or vertically down a tree trunk, the zoo said. And it has unusually long, sharp teeth that resemble the fangs of a poisonous snake.

But the leopards are endangered in the wild and are hunted in Asia for their beautiful pelts.

The zoo had a successful breeding program for clouded leopards during the 1980s and early 1990s, but it was halted in 1993 because of fears of inbreeding among related leopards across the country. The program proved difficult to resume. The zoo's animal reproduction expert, JoGayle Howard, said zoos across the United States and in Thailand found that when a male and a female were put together to breed, the larger male often would pounce on the female and kill her with a fatal bite to the back of the neck.

When a female did become pregnant, she often killed her cubs accidentally or intentionally, Howard said.

Experimentation eventually suggested that if a male and female were raised together, the male would not kill the female once they reached adulthood and mated, Howard said. "You want to put the male in with the female, pair them up as early as possible," she said.

Hannibal and Jao Chu were such a pair. They were imported from Thailand last year, Howard said, and reached puberty together. Lang said experts believed the two mated several months ago at the center but were not certain. About a week ago, curators realized Jao Chu looked as if she might be pregnant.

Several days ago, she was placed on a pregnancy watch, and when she turned down her usual snack of two dead mice Monday morning, Lang said they figured she was pregnant.

Early yesterday, she vanished from the area of her enclosure that is monitored by video cameras, and about 1:30 a.m., Lang was summoned from his home on the center grounds. He unlocked the door of the leopard's enclosure, entered and spotted her in the corner with the two cubs. He left immediately.

"I didn't want to get her upset," he said. "First-time mother. You never know what they're going to do with the babies." His reaction was excitement -- and fear.

"It's excitement that she finally had them, and she really was pregnant," he said. "And then it's the fear, 'Oh my God, are they alive? Are we going to be able to get them out okay?' And now, you're the caregiver. . . . You become Mom."

He said he was worried because the cubs were on a concrete floor and could become chilled. He wanted to get them into the warm incubator as soon as possible.

He said he gathered other curators and, armed with a net, three people reentered the enclosure, separated the cubs from the mother, who backed off, and gathered up the babies.

The cubs were taken to the center's veterinary hospital, examined and found to be a little cold but in good health. One weighed 258 grams (about half a pound), the other 270 grams. Their sexes could not immediately be determined. They will be raised on formula.

Later yesterday, they appeared robust and squeaked loudly as Lang, in green scrubs and rubber gloves, took their temperatures and bottle fed them. "Atta boy," he said, as one cub drained the small bottle. "Big drink."

When Lang was finished, he turned out the lights in the room and locked the big steel door, where there was a sign that read: "Quarantine."


Washington Post Staff Writer
Wednesday, March 25, 2009; Page A01

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/03/24/AR2009032403517.html?g=1

Thursday, 12 March 2009

30:2

I am far too stupid to be considered human.

- Proverbs 30:2


The BIG question of the day:


Are you really human?



Well according to science, reason is what separates the Homo sapiens sapiens from the very adorable(?) chimpanzees of the ape family and the rest of Kingdom Animalia.


STUPIDITY, on the other hand is defined as an act marked with a lack of intelligence behind the end, the means or both.

So then if a person performs stupid activities, and since there is an absence of any logical grounds when such are being done - does that implore that he becomes nothing more than a little worm or snail or a hopeless little insect???


I don't really know.



Sometimes, I think little insects could be wiser than humans. YEAH, and I say that basing on experience.

Like THE Physics Experience.


or the Econ Escapade. They really bring out the best of man's foolishness.




For my BN2Alpha Classmates, I know you can relate.


I know you can relate to the feeling of terror and trembling when Tuesday and Thursday dawn upon us.



I know you can relate to the agony of a quiz at the end of the most challenging classes in the 2nd second semester of our lives.



And I definitely know you can relate to the afterthought of regret, frustration, and hopelessness. Like tiny little insects facing their weekly spray of these academic insecticides.



But lest, there is hope in the word hopeless.

There is hope, maybe not for tomorrow immediately, but for next next week, after we surpass the last waves of exams and the last torture floggings of the aforementioned subjects.




Let summer come. Let it come and shine upon the frail, and pathetic little insects.


That we may be new again, and rejuvenated and restored to our full-flying, flower-hopping, carefree-living selves.


At least for two weeks. Before the next enrollment comes. hahaha

Saturday, 7 March 2009

capture my heart again

...

YOUR love is extravagant


                       YOUR friendship is intimate


        YOUR eyes see me through the mask


YOUR touch fixes my broken heart


but tonight i'm falling...
                                                         - again -

      and i cant seem to get up

         
            only
YOUR loving hands
can pick me up...
                               
                       tonight

            all i need is YOU

                      
tonight

                                     i'm sweetly broken


                       then YOU draw me gently...
                                               and mesmerize me
     
      oh
YOU have stolen my heart
                and
      i'm captivated by YOU


.....

i'll put my heart 
   
                in              YOUR              hands

                                                                  -  i'm YOURS -






YOU just captured my heart again...=)






...over, and over again

Tuesday, 24 February 2009

on failures and victories

"Success is a lousy teacher. It seduces smart people into thinking they can't lose." - Mark Twain

Izza has this quote on her journal...and yeah WE can relate to it...

we have won many victories and its taste is addictive...

it can not be easily quenched...

as we seek for more, desire for more glory and honor...we trust too much on ourselves...on what he have done in the past...

yet we cannot dwell on those glorious moments, but only strive to outlive them in every opportunity that comes...

what happened??

have we lost it all?

i believe that the problem is not the people who refuse to listen to us,,,

i think we have just started to not hear each other amid all stress, confusion and ambition...

have this created a division within us? i pray not...

Saturday, 21 February 2009

Post-V.DAY blues/Pre-B.DAY tantrums...

sleep

is my foremost form of escape...

***woke up early on valentine's day...

****didnt wake up early on Feb 20 (on purpose) and i missed Healthcare class (not on purpose) and a quiz(no idea)...

*****didnt wake up early this morning and i missed our prayer walk...

now i just wanna go back to my dreams and lay in my own eccentric, solitary sanctuary (my room)...

sometimes i really hate it when reality slaps you out of Neverland..i think we all hate it...

sooner, much much sooner i would have to leave my comfort zone...forget my fantasies of a nice pretty world and just grow up...

as for now...i've got one more teenage year...and let me just dream...coz the next time i blog about my bday those dreams will be my reality...


hopefully..so help me GOD!!hahahaha


GOD, thanks for the pep talk...it made me wake up, like really really wake up...and live through this day...


thanks for the greetings guys...your texts and FS comments gave me more reasons to get out of bed...



luvyah all...


one last thing before i sleep tonight, i'd like to count stars while lying down at UNIWIDE...


alone


cya

Friday, 20 February 2009

Red Phoenix-- 1st NBC champs...yay!

we won! we won!

 

USLS 75 - CSA-B  61

MVP - Allan Santander

 

go guys...go nursing!!!!

Tuesday, 3 February 2009

"the greatest poet since Shakespeare"

“And avoid fear, for fear is the consequence of every lie.”
-Fydor Doystoevsky, (the Brothers Karamazof)

Today, this single phrase has been beating in my head like a war drum.
On the battlefield of my mind, and in the fragile chaos of my machine-like heart,
this simple line has been echoing on.
Reverberating off the walls of war-torn streets,
I can faintly here the Roman calvary choirs singing.
And for me, it sounds a lot like freedom.
This one thought, this shining flickering light is my lighthouse in a thundering sea.
Maybe not you, but I for one have been rather sick and tired of myself as of late.
And more specifically, I’m tired of the lies that I so blindly believe.
I know it may sound melodramatic, but if my heart is where my treasure is
then I’m tired of this love affair I’ve made with doubt and
the seemingly never-ending struggle in my heart.
I want you to get it. I want you to understand that if you struggle with the answers
that you’re not alone. But I also want you to know the root, the cause,
and the fight that’s in between.

Lies
.
There are lies everywhere.
Blinking neon lights, and sweetly penned secrets.
A movie. A sermon. A Day after thanksgiving sale.
How quickly we forget that the things we hear and see are making an impression.
Like an empty place in the bed where a body used to lay,
they’re wrapped up in the sheets, but they don’t need the rest.
They can come without warning and talk for hours without a sound.
Lies tell the future, insist on interpreting the past,
and seem to always keep us paralyzed to the present.
They can fill a closet with skeletons and invite monsters under the bed.
Lies are strangers in friends clothing and fill your house when you’re alone.

Fears.

The inevitable, unstoppable result of listening to something other than the truth.
Cousins, sisters, brothers perhaps? I’m not exactly sure the relation
but I know that its a tie that binds.
Feed one, and you nourish the other.
Nurture a lie, and watch the panic grow.
Forget the truth and welcome anxiety.
Give up on hope, and welcome misery with open arms.

So then it should comes as no surprise
that the most recurrent command in all the Bible is this:
“Do not be afraid.”
Easy enough right?
Well maybe it could be,
but I don’t think we’ll ever live free of fear as long as fear itself is our problem.
Fydor reminds me. Fear is the consequence of a lie,
Which means, if I find in myself some irrisistible anxiety, chances are,
I’ve welcomed a lie into my heart.
And maybe I didn’t exactly welcome it.
Maybe I just forgot to close the door on some memory
or I left the window cracked, but whatever the reason,
if the lie has crept in somewhere,
and has made its home where my faith has worn through,
I must recognize it for what it is.

It should also come as no surprise then, that the work of God is belief.
“This is the work of God, that you believe in the one whom He has sent.”
Or as Jon Foreman sang, “belief over misery.”
Do we understand that fear isn’t something that we are meant to live with?
Do we have any idea how free we would be if we could just believe?
And trust me, I know. It’s not easy.
In fact, its the hardest work any of else will ever have to do,
but its the war we were meant for.
Since we’re grafted into Israel as Romans says,
that means we’re brought in to “wrestle with God,”
for that is exactly what Israel means.
So we fight to rest.
We work to stop working.
We war for peace.
We run to stand still.
Life is waiting for the ones who lose control.
“taking captive every thought, and making it obedient to Christ Jesus.”
Take captive?
Yeah.
Take it freaking captive.
Smack that lie in the mouth and slaughter it with truth.

Here’s some fights I’ve had so far.
Lie: “you’re too screwed up for God to love you anymore.”
Reliation: “God proves his love, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:8)
Lie: “I’ve made too many poor choices. I’ve missed God’s will for my life.”
Truth: “Even what you meant for evil, God meant for good.” (Gen 50:20)
“God works all things together for good for those who love God and who have been called”
Lie: “Someone might break in and kill me.”
Word: “Do not fear those who can kill the body and after that can do no more.
Fear him who after killing the body has the power to throw you into hell.” (Luke 12:4,5)
Lie: “I’m not good enough”
Truth: “In this is love, not that we love God, but that He loved us….” (I John 4:10)
Lie: “I’m awesome. God owes me.”
Truth: “God is not served by men’s hands as if He needed anything…” (Acts 17:25)
Lie: OMG. Can you believe this guy? What a jerk!
Truth: “Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but with sober judgement,
according the measure of faith God has given you.” (Romans 12:3)
Lie: “Sex will give me the pleasure I’m looking for.”
Truth: “I have no good thing apart from you.” (Psalm 16:2)
“In His presence there is the fullness of joy, at his right hand are pleasures forever.”
(Psalm 16:11)
Lie: “God’s command is going to ruin your good time.”
Truth: “The thief comes to kill, steal, and destroy, but I have come to give you life,
and life more abundantly.” (John 10:10)
Lie: “I don’t have the strength to say no to this!”
Truth: “if anyone is in Christ He is a new creation.” (2 Cor 5:17)
“and He will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear.” (I Cor 10:13)

The war drum goes on.
It never ends,
it doesn’t stop.
And so avoid fear, for fear is the consequence of every lie.
Belief is a fight. Work at it with all the power that God supplies.


--- from the journal of m. donehey