Thursday, June 16, 2011

An eventful day...

Well, here I sit, typing away at my keyboard, ready to update all of my readers on my day.

Around 5 AM on June 15th, I texted goodbye to my daughter, Josie, and her mom, Shiray, as they prepared to head off on an elementary school trip to Victoria. They'll be coming back Friday evening, and as long as they are not too late getting back, I should be able to pick them up at the school and drive them home before I head off to work.

After 5 hours of sleep, I got up and watched the Game 7 of the 2011 Stanely Cup Finals (that's the National Hockey League, if you didn't know). It was only the 2nd playoff game this year that I have watched live (I DVR most of them and watch them when I get up from my sleep). What a great game! As a fan of the Boston Bruins, it was doubly-nice to see those Vancouver Canucks get beaten! Way to go, Boston! Loved seeing Mark Recchi, a former Pittsburgh Penguin (my favourite team), skating around with the Stanley Cup over his head, knowing it was the last game of his storied career.

And a very loud "BOO!" to the Vancouver fans, who showed their immaturity by, once again (they did it in 1994, as well), rioting in the streets of Vancouver. Such a shameful display of arrogance and stupidity...

After that, I watched my DVR'ed football game between BC and Calgary. In the very first of this seaosn's pre-season games between the Calgary Stampeders and the British Columbia Lions, in the Canadian Football League (best football league in the world!), BC stomped on their hated rivals, by a final score of 24 to 0. Considering BC lost both Yonus Davis [up on major drug trafficking charge in the USA] (punt returner and back-up running back) and Jerome Messam [suspended by the team and sent home for disciplanry issues of some sort] (short yardage running back), they are doing alright so far! Go Lions go!

In the middle of watching the gamne, I lay down and had an hour and a half nap, then continued watching.

And after all of this excitement, at 2:50 AM I went for a walk. I walked up the highway all the way to Leckie, and back - at a fast clip (which is how I walk), it took me an hour and a quarter to get home. Gotta lose some weight somehow; seemed like a good way to start!

And finally, all I gots to say now is...

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Like a poet needs the pain

You want commitment
Take a look into these eyes
They burn as fire, yeah
Until the end of time

And I would do anything
I'd beg, I'd steal, I'd die
To have you in these arms tonight

Baby, I want you
Like the roses want the rain
You know I need you
Like the poet needs the pain

And I would give anything
My blood, my love, my life
If you were in these arms tonight

I'd hold you, I'd need you
I'd get down on my knees for you
And make everything alright
If you were in these arms

I'd love you, I'd please you
I'd tell you that I'll never leave you
And love you 'til the end of time
If you were in these arms tonight, oh yeah


I'd hold you, I'd need you
I'd get down on my knees for you
And make everything alright
If you were in these arms

I'd love you, I'd please you
I'd tell you that I'd never leave you
And love you 'til the end of time
If you were in these arms tonight

I'd hold you, I'd need you
I'd get down on my knees for you
And make everything alright
If you were in these arms

I'd love you, I'd please you
I'd tell you that I'd never leave you
And love you 'til the end of time
If you were in these arms tonight

If you were in these arms tonight
If you were in these arms tonight
If you were in these arms, baby

Like the roses need the rain
Like the seasons need to change
Like the poet needs the pain
I need you in these arms tonight
If you were in these arms tonight





- Keeping the faith

Like a poet needs the pain, I need you...

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Daggerdale?!




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Just How Precious Are You?

Here is the question I am posing to my readers today:

Just how precious are you to God, anyways?

And, do you even know the answer?

Luckily, i am going to help you answer it.

Are you aware that the Temple Mount in Jerusalaem is the most hotly-argued piece of real estate in the world?
The Muslims claim it belongs to them, and it is a holy site to their religion, where millions of Muslims make pilgramages to it every year, to worship at their mosque there.
The Jews claim it belongs to them.

Throughout history, this much-contested small strip of land is where the most arguments and hottest religious fervor are found.

This is the very parcel of land that God commanded King Solomon to build His Temple on. This is where the Jews worshipped God, and made their sacrifices to him.

Many have tried to claim this land throughout history.

Do you know that in the Bible, not once but TWICE, it is recorded that this land was bought. Get that. This holy site, was bought not just once by the Jews, but TWICE. Any person or persons who say that this area belongs to any but the Jews, is fooling and deluding themselves. God made sure that not only was it bought once, but He then had the Jews buy, again, something that was already theirs.

What, you ask, does this have to do with your preciousness in God's eyes?

You, my dearest one, belong to God. After all, He MADE you. God created you, out of materials that He owned (He made them, too), and gave you life. Surely this, in and of itself, would be enough to show us that we belong to God, right?

Wrong. Nope, once was not good enough for God.

Just as God had the Jews twice purchased the Temple site, the holy place where God commanded His people to worship Him, so too does God show us His high esteem for us, His great love and compassion and passion for us, that God took us and purchased us again as well.

After having created us, and thus showing us that we belong to Him and Him alone, God watched as we gave ourselves over to sin and let it rule us, effectively making Satan our master. So then, God sent Jesus to die for us, to purchase the price for our sins, once again drawing us to Himself and showing us that we belong to Him and to Him alone.

And that, my friends, is just how much God loves you.