Without a word

Went to take a few pictures today, 'CAUSE IT'S BUTTERFLY SEASON!!

 

 

 

Sometimes you do not need words to understand.

You do not need words to DECLARE LOUD AND CLEAR..

 

 

 

 

Sometimes you do not need to yell to make a point.

Sometimes the best way to send across a message, is Without a Word.

 

 

I am learning to BEHOLD.

I am learning to take it in slowly.

I am learning to digest it fully.

I am learning to see and hear.

 

For the director of music. A psalm of David.

¹ The heavens declare the glory of God;
    the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
² Day after day they pour forth speech;
    night after night they reveal knowledge.
³ They have no speech, they use no words;
    no sound is heard from them.
⁴ Yet their voice^[b] goes out into all the earth,
    their words to the ends of the world.

Psalm 19 : 1 -4

 

I am learning to Enjoy my God in my everyday.

What about you ? :)

Love Jeff

 P.s. 

This post is awesome thanks to

God, a teacher who encouraged our class to open our eyes to the world, http://pixlr.com whose awesome picture editing software I've used, http://biblegateway.com and you - because if you weren't meant to read this, it wouldn't have purpose, now would it? :D Thanks again.

 

 

Book Review #2 - My Whole World Jumped (written by Jonathan Brant)

It's been a long long long long long long long time, since the last time I put up a book review - although reading books is something I enjoy quite a lot (and get oddly excited about :D)

So, I believe there are going to be a lot more of these here soon! (especially now since ... I've committed to NaBloPoMo July 2013)

My whole world jumped is a simple read, recommended to me by one of my closest friends (which is one of the best compliments a book can receive - a trustworthy recommendation.)

 The story revolves around a teen aged boy named Dave-who is quite simply caught up in his high school life, (like we all were/ are at some points of our lives). That one girl (or boy), scraping through tests, people you don't enjoy being with , fitting in (or not fitting in), popularity, tough parents etc. - an all too familiar story that I found to be quite relatable, although I felt that I have crossed this portion of my life.
High school was tough for me, and so it is with Dave - but as with everybody's lives, his has several ups and downs as well. He receives mysterious package one day and in it is a CD. The CD opens into a sort of "Interactive-animation-of-sorts" and a(n animated) guide, leads and animated version of himself through it.
Questions that have been unanswered burn in his mind, as he tries to figure out the person who saved him as a child - when he and his twin sister accidentally drowned in a water body. However he was rescued by - somebody whom his parents do not wish to speak about.
Somehow the identities of the person from this missing memory (which still haunts him in the form of nightmares) and the mysterious sender of the CD seem to be linked - and Dave tries to uncover these secrets.
The contents of the CD leads Dave into discovering much deeper Truths than those which he had set out looking for - the Truth that Jesus died for him.

Title : My Whole World Jumped
Author: Jonathan Brant
Genre: Juvenile fiction
 

The blurb at the back says :

As the tears ran down my cheeks it seemed to me that my ears popped and my whole world jumped, just a millionth of a millionth of a centimeter, then dropped back into place. Nothing had changed and yet absolutely everything seemed altered. Dave is a sixteen-year-old boy at Southerton Comprehensive. School is either hostile or boring and his parents are depressing, but there's always his best friend Charlie to cheer him up, and the beautiful Sophie to dream about. Then one morning, the arrival of a mysterious CD ROM seemingly created just for him, draws him back into his tragic past. Who is the sender? What is the truth of his past? Even the excitement of swimming success and unexpected progress with Sophie can't distract Dave from his overwhelming need to answer these questions. As he struggles to find the answers he is caught up in an even greater mystery: What exactly is the point of life? My Whole World Jumped is a novel that presents the Alpha course in a way that is relevant and digestible.

Love
Jeff

 

Dear 16 year old Self,

Since today is the 7th of July and this has nearly nothing to do with the topic of this blog post - let us proceed without further delay.

What I would say to my 16 year old self, (although I wouldn't change anything from then, because then I wouldn't be me of the present .. )

Dearest Girl



    
I'd like to start off by saying, I'm really sorry for the way I treated you back then.

You really ought to practise Loving yourself. I'm really proud of the way you lean on God for support.

Guess what, He's going to do some pretty amazing things in the future. He's going to break you and change you. He'll teach you to Trust in Him again, and your relationship with Him will grow intimate and it will be the very thing that you Live on.

 My dearest girl, don't be so hard on yourself... I know how brave you're trying to be everyday - sometimes it's okay to not try so hard. 

I know you're lonely now, but guess what - it'll make you stronger soon and you will see that you're never really alone.

 God is with you.

Stay true to yourself. Don't change yourself to be accepted by others. But of course, this is something you can only know if you actually loved yourself - which I sincerely wish you did.

     You don't know this yet, but there are some things that only you can do and there are a certain type of people that only you were meant to reach out to. Don't give up hope. 

Lastly don't make people your gods and always remain THANKFUL.

 

Love

Your 19 year old self                  

 

Anticipation [a rap song]

ANTICIPATION. (Uh huh Uh huh)
For the Holidays (YEAHH..)
Gonna make ma way (Oh yea)
Make ma way, through, oh!
Can't wait to see, no-oh!
(I smell pop corn) ; All the things are gonna happen
                                                             to me
(I smell pop corn)
Stick wit' me & you'll see it;
no, no, no, I won't speak rabbit
Gonna stop this scurryin' & hurryin'
And hopefully a little less of worryin'
*Hatchoo* (sneeze!)
- All the babies in the house go GOO, GOO!
(GOO, GOO! )
All the ladies in the house go GA GA!
(GA GA!) -
And now, I ,wait// 

(written back in 27/72011, during a period of semester exams - and right before the semester vacation.) (A friend of mine, upon reading my blog wished to know why I'd called it "Fun Ideas and Nonsensical Stuff - when none of my blog posts seemed to reflect back on the title. Perhaps "FINS" is starting to morph into something different now. But it always continues to be about things that I Love.)

Love
Jeff

For Better or For Worse.

 

Song : Beloved - Tenth Avenue North

 

We all have our top favourite songs. It could be the rhythm that drives us to listen to them, the music or the lyrics. But most of the time, it's a blend of many things (that I don't fully understand, myself). Sometimes it is something that is not so easily identifiable by everybody. I believe the Spirit behind certain songs are quite different from the usual. And undeniably, I think it's this part of the music that attracts me to the Song.

After all, Singing is the Expression of Feelings and Emotions.

When I FIRST listened to the song Beloved (and also the story behind it)

found over here :   

and here:

 

 

 

at that point, I was feeling a broken, ashamed of myself, soaking I the guilt that my actions resulted in and kind of ready to believe that  I wasn't worth anything. it was also after the time when I completely mistrusted God and ran away from Him.

So at that time , this song meant a lot to me.

Without God's Love in the centre of this song and the Holy Spirit inside of me, this song would be empty and mean nothing to me.

 

Would you dare to believe that God loves you? That He's Crazy about you and is willing to be patient with you no matter what you've done (in a way no person could do..)- and was Passionate enough to die for you to save you from yourself? And all He asks is that you Trust Him, which we cannot do if we do not love Him. And how can we Love Him if we don't know Him?

 

 

Love

Jeff

 

To Committments Made to be Kept *Clink!*

I have a confession to make.

Ok, 2, actually

Number one is that I am a painfully lazy person.
Number two commitments freak me out.

These "confessions" are not exactly huge - I know . Still - admitting that I have a problem is a start to solving it - is it not?

Here's where the people participating in the one I am participating in, unite : http://www.nablopomo.com

Now I'm going to be doing an amazing thing called "NaBloPoMo" (Who said all amazing things have to sound beautiful?) over the month of July 2013.
 It is a sort of writing exercise , where the blogger puts up a blog post every single day- for a month.
It's the 4th of July, and I've decided to jump in the bandwagon for the month of July 2013.

Commitments. Although I don't exactly love the prospect of putting myself out there, I'm sure it's going to worth it.

Sometimes the things I have to do is pretty simple.
Such as "Make a Blog post."
I over complicate things and worry. which I hope to stop doing.
Do you over complicate things and push away things you really want to do, sometimes too?

Well, what exactly is stopping you from doing them?

Love
 Jeff

 

A poem From the Past.

Someone hold me close

Someone hold me close and tight

 

To help get through this frightful night

 

Someone hold me in  your arms

 

And keep my hands tight in your palms

 

someone hold me close and hard

 

And keep me safe in  your guard

 

The night is long and painful

 

Hold me and I'll be thankful

 

Someone hold me close and tight...

 

For things just aren't right...

 

- Jeffy ( written on 25/6/2008)

This is a poem I wrote about 5 years ago. I read it now and I remember how crazy life is. Things have changed since then. Drastically. God really does hold us in His hands and lead and Love us like a Good Shepherd loves His sheep. He is my Shepherd.
He hears. He is true. Even when nothing else does or is.
Maybe more poetry on that  later.

Love
Jeff