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Mon, Sep. 3rd, 2007, 12:59 pm
onfire_4him: ATTENTION!!!

 

So here`s the deal, I`m sumitting some pics to maybe be in the Jones Soda bottles. But the thing is, I need votes.  You can also vote more than once. So if you guys would vote for my pics that would be awesome! Love you all.

Here are the links:

1. http://www.jonessoda.com/gallery/view.php?ID=848035&offset=3

2. http://www.jonessoda.com/gallery/view.php?ID=848028&offset=10

3. http://www.jonessoda.com/gallery/view.php?ID=848049&offset=2

4. http://www.jonessoda.com/gallery/view.php?ID=848022&offset=29

5. http://www.jonessoda.com/gallery/view.php?ID=848021&offset=137

Please, vote for my pictures. It would mean so mcuh to me if I acutally won this thing. Not to mention how good it would look in a college application!

Living for Him,
Cristina

 

Sun, Apr. 8th, 2007, 03:51 am
raspberrydagger: an easter meditation

tommorow is easter. and oh, how great it is. it's just...incomprehensible what we celebrate this weekend. how deep and completely unfathomable is the love that hung Christ on the cross for us. for the wrath that He endured for us. for us. the ones who sin, the ones who screw up, the ones who lie, who cheat and steal, and for the ones who love and follow and trust him, and then turn around, turn our backs on him. who betray HIM. we betrayed him. we swear that we will follow and love him with all that we have for the rest of our lives, and then we go and turn around and live life like he never existed, like he never loved us the way that he did. he loved us. he trusted us. and yet we spit on him. we scorn him. we drove the wrath that God unleashed upon the perfect lamb--his son, the wrath that was poured out in whips that tore his back to shreds. in thorns shoved on his head. in ridicule and humiliation and mockery. in hanging on a wooden t with stakes driven through your hands and feet that you have to push on just to gain another breath. in letting all your weight hang from those stakes for hours upon end while God's wrath washed over the perfect one in waves. He died to save us. He died to save us.

how can we just forget something like that?
it just takes my breath away.

Mon, Oct. 9th, 2006, 01:57 am
raspberrydagger: give us clean hands...

We bow our hearts
We bend our knees
Oh Spirit come make us humble
We turn our eyes
From evil things
Oh Lord we cast down our idols

So give us clean hands
and give us pure hearts
Let us not lift our souls to another
Oh give us clean hands
and give us pure hearts
Let us not lift our souls to another
Oh God let this be
a generation that seeks
Who seeks Your face, Oh God of Jacob
Oh God let us be
a generation that seeks
Who seeks Your face, Oh God of Jacob

Tue, Aug. 29th, 2006, 12:17 am
raspberrydagger: (no subject)

God is good.

God is soveriegn.

God is the One who owns me. He. Owns. me.

God is gracious, forgiving, and trustworthy. Praiseworthy.


God is so good.

Tue, May. 30th, 2006, 04:01 am
raspberrydagger: (no subject)

"The Lord your God is with you; He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you; He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing." -Zeph. 3:17

Mon, May. 29th, 2006, 04:16 pm
origin_stories: (no subject)

Hello folks,

I'm working on writing a play about the Creation, and was hoping to get some perspectives from devout people across LJ.

Would anyone like to share some words with me about the creation? What part is the most important to you, or means something special?
Does anyone have a special way of telling the creation? Have you ever used it in ministry, evangelical, or other work?


Thank you so much for your time---best to all.

Thu, May. 11th, 2006, 12:59 am
raspberrydagger: (no subject)

The splendor of a King, clothed in majesty
Let all the earth rejoice
All the earth rejoice

He wraps himself in Light, and darkness tries to hide
And trembles at His voice
Trembles at His voice

How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God

Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006, 06:17 pm
crystalheng: history of me becoming a christian

i was not born into a christian family. it was my father whom started going to church around a month before his death, after his friend convinced him to go to church. i was around two and a half years old that time.

my father managed to persuade my mother into going to church with him. she said that during worship, she could see that my father found a source of peac and gradually, my mother too found peace in the Lord. from then on, they went to church together.

according to my mother, my father arranged his baptism which happened to be three days before his death, due to a pancreas terminal illness. few days before his baptism, he went into a coma. so, his baptism took place at his hospital ward. my paternal grandfather, a buddhist, stopped the pastor and said to my mother and aunt, "No! i disagree to it!" my aunt then said back, "this is johnson's last wish. you don't even want to fufil it?" my grandfather hesitated and allowed the pastor to continue, a few moments later. 3 days after his baptism, my father passed away.

after my father's death, my mother brought my older siblings and me to church. my brother and sister did not want to go to church anymore, just so that they can sleep more. and being a toddler, i had no idea what was really going on around me. gradually as i grew up, i began to understand what was being taught in sunday school. and as i grew up, i began to believe in the Lord more, trusting Him, and having faith in Him.

initially, i was really angry in the Lord, yet loving Him at the same time. i was angry at Him because he took away my father, causing me to not being able to remember how my father played with me and stuff. but at 12 (i'm now 14), i realised that if the Lord didn't bring the illness to my father, my father's friend won't be able to convince him to go to church. actually, if the Lord didnt take my father away, i wouldn't be a christian. i wouldn't be able to find my source of peace, love, etc.

and last year, i confirmed my love for the Lord and was baptized. I was baptized on Easter Sunday, 27th March 2005. praise the Lord. ♥♥♥

i'm a singaporean, by the way

Wed, Mar. 1st, 2006, 11:24 am
raspberrydagger: my first ash wednesday

i'm not from a conservative or traditional tradition of faith. well, technically, i'm roman catholic, but a)that was never real b)that was almost 9 years ago. 5 years ago (wow. 5??)is when Christ became my Lord. i've only been a part of a church for 2 years, and its a contemporary nondenominaional church. anyway!, my point being is that now, when i'm going to a christian college, there is a blending of faiths. so, there are rituals i've never done before, or differnt ways of taking communion. and i'm always wondering if theres something i'm doing wrong, something i'm supposed to do or say. the ritual that this post is about is the recieiving of the ashes. i've never done that before. so when i was walking out of chapel 15 minutes ago, people were standing at the back near the exits to put the cross of ash on your forehead. it wasnt mandatory, but i wanted to. but as soon as i saw them standing there, this....feeling...gripped me, and i ran back to my seat and wept and prayed. and then as i was leaving, i just walked up to her. and suddenly, she wasnt the enemy anymore. she was a sister in Christ. a human being. and it felt right when she put the ashes on my forehead. when she said, "turn away from sin and repent and follow God" (or somehting along those lines..)i didnt know if i needed to say something, etc, and i was terrified. but no sooner had i turned and reached the stairs than this feeling of doing the right thing, of community, --covenant, i think would be the perfect word, over took me.

God is so...awesome.



ps. check out "the blood covenant" by some dude named kenyon...its a good book about the new and old covenants and such, what they mean, etc.

Mon, Jan. 16th, 2006, 01:55 am
raspberrydagger: I hate it when i'm so busy that i dont have time to revel in God

many months ago, probably late-Septemberish, one of my best freind's cousins ran away. (again.) and last night, i didnt want to go to bed. i was tired, and i knew it, but somehow the abrupt end to the conversation i had just had with my friend online in which i mentioned that i hadnt forgotten about her cousin didnt seem to sit well with me. i decided to journal/pray about it as i lounged on the couch. and as soon as flopped off the couch when i was finally done journaling, and began to stand up, i felt like i needed to stay on the floor by the couch. i prayed for a lot of people, but i couldnt forget about my friend and the situation surrounding her cousin. after i felt like it was time to get up, i just sat on the couch. God was so...present and near that i felt like i could have stayed awake the whole night and not have slept a wink but still feel rested in the morning.

and guess. what.

we just found out today that her cousin is okay! oh how great is our God! He is faithful. Halleluia.

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