Showing posts from September, 2012

Mr Hasley's unacceptable dinner practice

The dinner theme of acceptable practices has risen to prominence in the Hasley’s household of dinner discussion. This, of course did not happen overnight, but is the fruit of countless discussion in the last ten days. While acceptable practices has been discussed before and explored at various other times in the history of the Hasley’s household, the volume and intensity of the current discussion became significantly heightened in the past few days. Among the issues that preoccupied the Hasley’s inquiry is the conceptual background of Mr Hasley’s awkward practices when guest were present. As this embarrassment rose to prominence it became increasingly important to understand why Mr Hasley behaved insensitively and how it related to the indignity of the entire family. It is important to understand the curve of Mr Hasley’s thoughts regarding to his unacceptable practices and what factors led to his current demeanour.

Uncle Ted acknowledges that it was Fredrick Alkman who first introduced…

When I saw her again

When I saw her again, I rejoiced because she was no longer dressed in a beauty of her own. The makeup 

which she has so lavished upon her flesh and her heart was now replaced by the beauty of Jesus Christ. 

Those clothes, desires and deed once worn to please the sinful man were now worn to please God and His

Christ. I approached her with an afternoon smile, being led by the Spirit’s consecrated appetite to fellowship

 with those whom Christ had touched….. 


Miscellanies 53 - Be a friend like Jesus

O that we may bear from one another what Jesus daily bears from us- when He knocks, do we not often ignore the sound. We say, Jesus, we are too busy, come back another day when I have a lack of bread and I am in need of your provisions. O how wretchedly we treat our saviour when we forget that Christ wants to share in our blessings, to see what we do with his provisions and for him to help us in our activities when all is well. O what a friend Christ is that daily he comes by and knocks at our closed door when He knows that we ignore him, and being sure of our presence in the house, He is not offended by this villainy rejection but comes by the next day. He still loves us when we treat him thus. Though for good we render ill, He calls us friends still. Peter was still his friend after denial and David was still forgiven after murder.

My saints, who are those friends who treat you as to only use you? Who are those friends who are not so advance in the zeal that you have for them - who…

I wonder what to make of my reality

I wonder what to make of reality

A finality

Perhaps its all absurdity

Climatically spontaneous inspiration

Deciding it all philosophically

Metaphysical actuality

Retire my experiences

To embrace a calamity of spacial fictionality

Rationality elevating mathematics

Nothing is real but whats real scientifically

Reason is invisible, call it a priori

Taking priority an argument demands it

Scan it - illogical is free from prison 

Treason call it revolution of the beginning 

I wonder what to make of reality

Jesus rose from the dead

That’s what I’m making my reality


How to Consider Yourself "Dead to Sin"

Martyn Lloyd-Jones commenting on Romans 6:11So you also must consider yourselves dead to sin and alive to God in Christ Jesus. We are told to realize, and to hold before ourselves and in our consciousness constantly, something that is already true of our position or status. It is not an exhortation to us to do anything with regard to sin, but to realize what has already been done for us with respect to our relationship to sin. It is an exhortation to us to remember what is already true of us; it urges us to realize what has already happened to us as Christians, those of us who are joined to the Lord Jesus Christ. And what is true of us is that we are already in an entirely new position and standing with respect to sin. This is something which we have to believe solely because the Word of God teaches it. You do not 'experience' your position, you are told about it and you believe it. That is what justification by faith alone means. We have this Word of God which tells us tha…


The time tells of an Hames, a fair Dame now a lovely frame
Still with a smile but once a spirited mortal 
Famed like sands on seashores vessel.
Once, she wrestled with love, gazed with a lonesome bird
At a single hill that no man could see - 

Born, just at the end of summer’s run
Lived in the time of Individual’s rule
Overlooking the tower of self obsessive pine
Hames transcended the will of her time.

Humanity, Hames cuddled not gold
Rode the frenzied depths of hatred to unfold the caterpillars shell
Freeing him from death’s canopy,  to life lived under the rainbow’s guide
Little children rise, under Hames, emancipating their bottled dream.

Hames, her life my pen can only dim to tell
Before my brown aged golden eyes, her frame still remains as it was at first
Lovely and soothing, engaging my heart that only one’s existence could convey
I wish you met Hames like me, Katy, the communal rose who loved Her Christ.


Women of the Bible: Deborah

Deborah Study: Judges 4-5
The Book of Judges has several recurring themes. The first is the cycle of sin, suffering, petition, deliverance, the death of the deliverer—and then the cycle begins once again with sin. This is outlined in the text above. The next is the recurring statement, “there was no king in Israel; everyone did what was right in his own eyes” (see 17:6; 18:1; 19:1; 21:25). Another recurring theme is that, at this time, there were two problems in Israel, and both concerned leadership: (1) Israel had no king, and (2) its leaders (judges) kept dying. The solution will become apparent in time—Israel needed a man who could be their king, and yet who would never die. This could only be fulfilled in the person and ministry of Jesus Christ.
A judge of Israel.
Joshua has invaded the Promised Land and the Israelites are in constant battles with the inhabitants. They are sent judges to keep them living the right way under God but constantly drift away from God and worship o…

The Princess and the rain (3)

You can read part 1 and part 2 (just click on part 1 or part 2).

The King entered the woman’s house being very perplexed of what manner of person this woman may be. Everything inside the woman’s house was decorated with the lightest shade of each colour of the rainbow.

“Do sit down, king of the high kingdom”, said the woman

The woman looked very agreeable, a kind creature. She sat down opposite the King.

The King very briefly studied the woman’s face. The King noticed that there was no wrinkles of contempt or sadness. There was only the smoothness of light and happiness.

“King of the high kingdom”, said the woman in a enchanting tone - “Do you know who I am?”

“I do not know who you are”, replied the King.

“I know who you are”. Smiled the woman.

“Everybody knows who I am for I am the King”.

The woman smiled and then she began to tell a story. “Long, Long time ago, there lived a handsome Prince in a very big castle. On a very special occasion, I must say, the handsome Prince’ birthday,…

The Bible and the contemporary environmental situation

Discuss the statement:  The Bible has nothing relevant to say about the contemporary environmental situation?


As early as 1896, the Swedish scientist Svante Arrhenius had predicted that human activities would interfere with the way the sun interacts with the earth, resulting in global warming and climate change. His prediction has become true and climate change is now disrupting global environmental stability. The last few decades have seen many treaties, conventions, and protocols for the cause of global environmental protection.1

“Green Ideas” writes Jonathan Porritt, Director of Friends of the Earth, “have moved decisively from the fringes of society… into the mainstream”, so that now “there really is no area of social or political concern”, at least in Britain, “that hasn’t been touched in one way or another by the coming of the Greens”.2  Global warming, ozone layer depletion and loss of biodiversity all share a common characteristics, that is, it affects us all on a …

I feel us

I feel us to be like an hot air balloon - rising slowly off the ground gently into the soft air and soon to be flying

under the clear blue skies. I see us holding hands with a heart of gratitude and love, staring each other’s eye’s 

with such a mountainous wonder and beauty that it became impossible to resist a warm bright kiss which sips 

into the bloodstream, awakening the cells to ever new heights of excitement.

I see us as high as the stars, our love as vast as the universe and our humility as low and deep as the sea. 


Miscellanies 52 - When I am away from Christ

When I am away from Christ life has lost her colours - she has become dull, tasteless, meaningless as vanity, 

passionless like empathy and grim as death. But many without Christ (unbelievers) have no such experience 

of Christ as they too are currently away from him. Why is this - it is because they have never felt his 

distinguishing love, they have never known his touch, they have never been in his light. If they had such an 

experience then their current life, yea existence, would be but darkness. Their current enjoyments would be 

but sadness; what they portray as happiness would be but despair. What they feel as worth would have no 

value at all; what they treasure, that is, what they run after, seek and work for with all of their energy, they 

would consider as dung, as the pig’s refuse. When I am away from Christ, life has lost her colours but when 

I am with him, as near as to almost touch his chest like the beloved disciple then life is once again decorated 

with all of her colours a…

The Testimony of C. S. Lewis

Perhaps God may encourage you to trust him by hearing the testimony of how it happened to C. S. Lewis, the writer of the Narnia chronicles and an Oxford Scholar.

Really, a young Atheist cannot guard his faith too carefully. Dangers lie in wait for him on every side. . . . For the first time I examined myself with a seriously practical purpose. And there I found what appalled me; a zoo of lusts, a bedlam of ambitions, a nursery of fears, a harem of fondled hatreds. My name was legion. . . . How could the initiative lie on my side . . . If Shakespeare and Hamlet could ever meet, it must be Shakespeare’s doing. Hamlet could initiate nothing. . . . In the Trinity term of 1929 I gave in, and admitted that God was God, and knelt and prayed: perhaps, that night, the most dejected and reluctant convert in all England. . . . The Prodigal Son at least walked home on his own feet. But who can duly adore that Love which will open the high gates to a prodigal who is brought in kicking, struggling, …

A short story - My stranger

Today I visited the doctor. She was warm-hearted and optimistic when she delivered to me the despondent news that I had about a month to live. I heard the news alone in the hospital; a fitting place to receive news about one’s death. I drove home in silence, opened my door, rushed to my room and lay on the bed that I hope to die on. What shall I do now? Maybe I’ll do those things I was too scared to do. I know what I’ll do, for the next week I’ll do what I normally do then the week after perhaps the awful news about my coming death will have sunk into my dying heart.
Its 7.00 pm, the usual time I have dinner. Tonight I’ll go out and buy MacDonald. I thought I’ll treat myself and eat with other people. I normally eat alone in front of my laptop and scrutinize the news. There is  nothing good in watching the  news, it was always sad but watching it makes me contented. It was my way of connecting with the world.
I walked outside. The street looked stranger than usual tonight but nothing h…