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Psalm 130 (NRSV - but I altered it to make it more inclusive ;))
1Out of the depths I cry to you, O Yahweh.
2Lord, hear my voice! Let your ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications!
3If you, O Yahweh, should mark iniquities, Lord, who could stand?
4But there is forgiveness with you, so that you may be revered.
5I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in God's word I hope;
6my soul waits for Yahweh more than those who watch for the morning,
more than those who watch for the morning.
7O Israel, hope in the Lord! For with Yahweh there is steadfast love, and with God is great power to redeem.
8It is God who will redeem Israel from all its iniquities.
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[18 May 2009|05:16pm] |
i have a new livejournal
the username is
namesdatestime
add it, if you want. i will continue to use this journal also, though.
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[04 May 2009|09:22pm] |
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It’s no coincidence, I think, that the first folks to leave everything to follow Jesus were the marginalised, teenagers, prostitutes, fishermen! Rome’s dream had failed them and they wanted something more to live for. And the first folks to die for Jesus were martyrs that had nothing else to lose except the heavy yolk that Rome had laid on their back. And that good news is good news to the poor… but it spreads beyond that and it can even reach the kings and the presidents! ---- Shane Claiborne.
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[08 Apr 2009|08:49pm] |
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today, small things with great love... or don't open the door
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[05 Apr 2009|09:56am] |
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.”
- C.S. Lewis
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[12 Mar 2009|11:40pm] |
i cut some people. if you want back in comment---o [no promises].
xo.
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[16 Jan 2009|12:12am] |
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sorry if i cut you. i just want less people reading these days.
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| in the margins by Ani DiFranco |
[09 Nov 2008|11:27pm] |
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such an intent stare
one eye at a time
your talons like fish hooks
you are a rare bird
the kind i wouldn't even mind
writing in the margins of my books
sometimes i see myself
through the eyes of a stray dog
from an alley across the street
and my whole mission just seems so finite
my whole saga just seems so cheap
i mean i know that now is all there is
and love will just make you cry
so i live for the sight of a rare bird
suddenly flying by
and i meet your stare
one eye at a time
writing in the margins of my mind
sometimes i see myself
through the eyes of a stray dog
from an alley across the street
and my whole mission just seems so finite
my whole saga just seems so cheap
and that's when your song calls to me
from way up in a tree
and i look up
and the whole world
is as it should be
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[05 Nov 2008|03:07pm] |
thank you USA,
YOU DID NOT LET ME DOWN THIS TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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| I'm being transformed. |
[02 Sep 2008|09:22pm] |
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"On Fire" - Switchfoot
They tell you where you need to go
They tell you when you'll need to leave
They tell you what you need to know
They tell you who you need to be
But everything inside you knows
There's more than what you've heard
There's so much more than empty conversations
Filled with empty words
And you're on fire
When He's near you
You're on fire
When He speaks
You're on fire
Burning at these mysteries
Give me one more time around
Give me one more chance to see
Give me everything You are
Give me one more chance to be... (near You)
Cause everything inside me looks like
Everything I hate
You are the hope I have for change
You are the only chance I'll take
When I'm on fire
When You're near me
I'm on fire
When You speak
And I'm on fire
Burning at these mysteries
These mysteries...
I'm standing on the edge of me [x3]
I'm standing on the edge of everything I've never been before.
And i've been standing on the edge of me
Standing on the edge
And I'm on fire
When You're near me
I'm on fire
When You speak
(Yea) I'm on fire
Burning at these mysteries... these mysteries... these mysteries
Ah you're the mystery
You're the mystery
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[01 Sep 2008|03:49pm] |
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It's Springtime!
Hallelujah!!!!!
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| ani difranco - indepedance day lyrics |
[30 Aug 2008|12:20am] |
we drove the car to the top of the parking ramp
on the 4th of july
we sat out on the hood with a couple of warm beers and watched the fireworks
explode in the sky
and there was an exodus of birds from the trees
but they didnt know, we were only pretending
and the people all looked up, and were pleased
and the birds flew around like the whole world was ending
and i don't think war is noble
and i don't like to think that love is like war
and i gotta big hot cherry bomb, and i want to slip it through the mail slot
of your front door
don't leave me here
i've got your back now
you'd better have mine
cause you say the coast is clear
but you say that all the time
so many sheep i quit counting
sleepless and embarrassed about the way that i feel
trying to make mole hills out of mountains
building base camp at the bottom of a really big deal
and did i tell you how i stopped eating?
when you stopped calling me
and i was cramped up shitting rivers for weeks
and pretending that i was finally free
don't leave me here
now that your back
you'd better stay this time
cause you say the coast is clear
but you say that all the time
we drove the car to the top of the parking ramp,
on the 4th of july
and i planted my dusty boots on the bumper and sat out on the hood,
and looked up at the sky
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[29 Aug 2008|11:44pm] |
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“Jews have God's promise and if we Christians have it, too, then it is only as those chosen with them, as guests in their house, that we are new wood grafted onto their tree.”
Karl Barth
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[24 Aug 2008|09:22pm] |
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People of Sydney:
Jordan & I are getting married to qualify for CENTRELINK (Youth Allowance).
THIS TUESDAY.
12PM.
EASTERN AVE @ SYDNEY UNI.
Be there or miss out on the MASS WEDDING of the year!!!!!!!!!!!!
xoxo.
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