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Packet of mixed fruits
Sunday, May 17, 2009

I see the king of glory
Coming on the clouds with fire
The whole earth shakes
The whole earth shakes

I see his love and mercy
Washing over all our sin
The people sing
The people sing

[Chorus]
Hosanna
Hosanna
Hosanna in the highest

I see a generation
Rising up to take their place
With selfless faith
With selfless faith

I see a near revival
Stirring as we pray and seek
We're on our knees
We're on our knees

Heal my heart and make it clean
Open up my eyes to the things unseen
Show me how to love like you have loved me

Break my heart for what breaks yours
Everything I am for your kingdom's cause
As I walk from earth into
Eternity

Hosanna in the highest


Hosanna, Hillsongs (2008)

One of the songs during church today. A beautiful refresher from the many songs sung over the years. I love the chorus the most. Really touched me. Especially the line "Break my heart for what breaks Yours". Imagine if we felt the hurt God did every time we broke his heart, would we still continue in our willful ways?



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I haven't come to full terms of how weird I look until the recent comments. It's not a bad thing though, I'm proud of it. Having Ceylonese as my race, I certainly don't look like one, or like anything else for that matter. So basically I have all kinds of mixed genes in me. Being pretty darn unique compared to others of common ethnicity. Extraordinary fair skin, a not so common looking face, weird accent to my speaking, unique choices of words, all in all, I'm just different. Neither here nor there.

Here's some of the comments I've gotten,

"Are you cold? You look pale"

"Are you feeling ok? You look very pale"

"Why you so fair?"

"Are you local?"

"Are you PR?"

"Nar wo nee hee har?!?!"

Just to let you know, the last one wasn't made up. That's Korean for "I think you looked Korean so I'm speaking to you" when i was on an overseas trip. I know what you people might be guessing, he's just a tourist, of course he'll speak Korean to people. Uh-uh my friends. He SPOKE English at the conference (YWAM) and then asked me to introduce myself. All said in un-understandable Korean. I just stared back with a "WAAAT?" look. O.o?? Apparently I didn't realized my mouth was wide open to protest against this undiscernable foreign language, in front of a whole crowd. ('O') ok, not that bad but yea, you get it.

And hey, that wasn't the first time. If I shall expound a teenzy bit more. Its like speaking with confidence to a stranger in some language you think he might understand. A foreigner. A foreign land. That's Korean speaking to a strange person with jumbled up looks in THAILAND. Nuff said.

Hm... but generally I'm happy the way I am, specially unique (just like everyone else). Self-acceptance yaaa. =)

Love yourself for who you are people.
Byez

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