March 25th, 2007
imagine this…
i am a writer…
not a speaker…
yes, i am good in words…
but no…not in front of so many people…
speaking in front of about 300 people?!
and filipinos, americans, british, germans, and many others are the audience?!!
it freaked me out…!
are you kidding?!
i dont even stand in front of tha class for recitation and i’m tasked to speak in such a large crowd!
a testimonial…
of faith…
to touch the heart of church goers so they may help us in our mission trip to the tribe of aklan…
i said to myself, "i dont think i can do that…me?! i will just mess up on that stage! no one will be touched!"…
even 5 mins before i’d go to the stage, i was shaking..as in literally shaking..
my knees…
my teeth made a funny sound as my mouth also shivered…
but…
i tell you…
the moment i went up that stage, i felt so confident…
i know God was working within me..
after the service, Pastor Glen hugged me and whispered,
"that was such a powerful testimony!"
wooowww!
and there’s more..
we counted the donations…
and guess how much we had…
17 thousand pesos!
such a powerful testimony really…
i didnt know could do that!
well actually i really didnt do that…
God did…
for THE LORD!
for the win!
amen
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March 4th, 2007
"Tiger Lily"
we drive tonight,
and you are by my side.
We’re talking about our lives,
like we’ve known each other forever.
the time flies by,
with the sound of your voice.
its close to paradise,
with the end surely near.
and if i could only stop the car
and hold onto you,
and never let go (and never let go)
i’ll never let go (i’ll never let go)
as we round the corner
to your house
you turned to me and said,
"i’ll be going through withdrawal of you
for this one night we have spent."
and, i want to speak these words
but i guess i’ll just bite my tongue,
and accept "someday, somehow"
as the words that we’ll hang from.
and i (i..), i don’t want to speak these words.
’cause i (’cause i..), i don’t want to make things any worse.
and i (i..), i don’t want to speak these words.
’cause i, i don’t want to make things any worse.
why does tonight, have to end?
why don’t we hit restart,
and pause it at our favorite parts.
we’ll skip the goodbyes.
if i had it my way,
i’d turn the car around and runaway,
just you and i.
and i (i..), i don’t want to speak these words.
’cause i (’cause i..), i don’t want to make things any worse. (any worse)
and i (i..), i don’t want to speak these words
’cause i, i don’t want to make things
and i, i don’t want to make things any worse
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