This made me cry a little.
I know it’s just a stupid Facebook application and that the messages are generic but I’ve been worried about so many things. Things that have been taking their toll on my sleeping habits, things that I am afraid of, the future and most especially, the present. So this, this randomly selected message from some random Facebook program, means more to me right now than I can say. And I believe that God can (and will) speak regardless of the medium. It’s all about the message.
Thank You. :)
just so you know:
I am at a very strange point in my life right now.
He’s gathering strength to show mercy to you.
God takes the time to do everything right—everything.
Those who wait around for him are the lucky ones.
something i saw online:
Forgive Me- I Am Only God
I do not speak your language,
I do not titillate,
I don’t caress
I don’t give orgasmic ecstacy.
And so, compared to your great lovers,
Compared to your reality,
I am inadequate, I am uncaring,
I am irrelevant, I am untrue.
Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me,
I do not speak your language,
For I am only God.
But… I speak the stars,
I speak the moon!
I speak the ocean, the river, and the rain!
I speak the little baby!
I speak the lovely rose!
I speak your eyes, your hands,
The beating of your heart.
I speak forgiveness,
I dry the tears,
I heal your wounds,
I am the loving presence,
I am the tender touch,
When you are lost,
And broken and alone.
And when the numbness
And the terror o your shattered, black,
Dead night is gone…
I still continue - holding,
Shielding, warming
Your lonely, frail and trembling hand.
AND then I speak the glorious sunrise!
I speak the brilliant splendor
of the dawn!
I AM YOUR RESURRECTION -
Come then my child,
Let us begin again…
Let us begin again!
I am Eternity. I am the Truth.
I am the Source, the Meaning of all life!
I am your Perfect Father-Mother!
I AM YOUR HOME!!!
I speak the language of your soul,
I am the meaning of true love.
Please, please forgive me.
For I am only God
I won’t be posting pictures of the actual competition yet but here’s a photo of my cousins and I in blue. We formed a Gab-For-The-Win Movement last night at the Great Bodies 2009 competition.
Two months of tuna, grilled chicken, no carbs and perpetual training paid off. FIRST RUNNER UP! He was robbed of the grand prize though. I say that with all my biases aside. Gab really REALLY REALLY was the BEST contestant there.
But that’s okay because he knows it and we know it and even if the judges didn’t see it, the rest of us did. As I told him: last night was meant, not just for victory, but for him to feel the extreme intensity of familial love. And I know, no, I believe, that he felt it. That it knocked him over with its force.
Guts, glory and Gab. We are real proud. :) Real proud.
I know I’ve been MIA lately but, really. Life has been a very unstoppable force lately.
Anyway. Butterfly, one of the stylists at the salon, decided to prettify my eyes. Very nice of him, actually. It was a 20-minute job and now I look like this. Thanks, B. I hardly ever wear make-up so this is something nice and new. Coincidentally, I also have a birthday party to attend so this all works out.
Have a great Saturday, everyone. :)
just so you know:
Was out the whole day yesterday. Watched 2012 and spent most of the afternoon with a boy named Abraham. Got home at 9; slept at 9:30(!).

