"Ora, quando estas coisas começarem a acontecer, olhai para cima e levantai as vossas cabeças, porque a vossa redenção está próxima." Lucas 21:28
29.4.08
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23.4.08
Be
Sê
Se não puderes ser um pinheiro, no topo de uma colina,
Sê um arbusto no vale, mas sê
O melhor arbusto à margem do regato.
Sê um ramo, se não puderes ser uma árvore.
Se não puderes ser um ramo, sê um pouco de relva
E dá alegria a algum caminho.
Se não puderes ser uma estrada,
Sê apenas uma senda,
Se não puderes ser o Sol, sê uma estrela.
Não é pelo tamanho que terás êxito ou fracasso...
Mas sê o melhor no que quer que sejas.
Pablo Neruda
22.4.08
HE sees the heart
"Merciful Father, I have squandered my days with plans of many things. This was not among them. But at this moment, I beg only to live the next few minutes well. For all we ought to have thought, and have not thought; all we ought to have said, and have not said; all we ought to have done, and have not done; I pray thee God for forgiveness." Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan - The 13th Warrior
"Buliwyf: 'Lo, there do I see my father. 'Lo, there do I see...
Herger the Joyous: My mother, and my sisters, and my brothers.
Buliwyf: 'Lo, there do I see...
Herger the Joyous: The line of my people...
Edgtho the Silent: Back to the beginning.
Weath the Musician: 'Lo, they do call to me.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: They bid me take my place among them.
Buliwyf: Iin the halls of Valhalla...
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: Where the brave...
Herger the Joyous: May live...
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: ...forever."
"Buliwyf: 'Lo, there do I see my father. 'Lo, there do I see...
Herger the Joyous: My mother, and my sisters, and my brothers.
Buliwyf: 'Lo, there do I see...
Herger the Joyous: The line of my people...
Edgtho the Silent: Back to the beginning.
Weath the Musician: 'Lo, they do call to me.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: They bid me take my place among them.
Buliwyf: Iin the halls of Valhalla...
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: Where the brave...
Herger the Joyous: May live...
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: ...forever."
19.4.08
Listen...
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen listen
Listen to each drop of rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Whispering secrets in rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Frantically searching for someone to hear
That story be more than it hides
Please don't let go
Can't we stay for a while?
It's just to hard to say goodbye
Listen to the rain
Aa...ah
Listen listen listen listen listen listen to the rain
Weeping
Oo...ooh oooh ooh oo...ooh
Oo...ooh oooh oh oh
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen
I stand alone in the storm (listen listen)
Suddenly sweet words take hold
(Listen listen)
Hurry they say for you haven't much time
Open your eyes to the love around you
You may feel you're alone
But I'm here still with you
You can do what you dream
Just remember to listen to the rain
oo...ooh oh oh oh oh
ooh ooh oh oh oooh
Listen
Evanescence
(Amy Lee wrote this for her high school choir (she was choir president) and they performed it at graduation.)
14.4.08
Tushiyah
I couldn't bring my self to choose only one video, so i posted them all. Great song, beautiful images, awesome prayer.
I was sure by now,God, that You would have reached down
and wiped our tears away,
stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
and it's still raining
as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.
Chorus:
And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
and raised me up again
my strength is almost gone how can I carry on
if I can't find You
and as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away
Chorus
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
Chorus
Praise You in This Storm
words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms
AMEN!
I was sure by now,God, that You would have reached down
and wiped our tears away,
stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
and it's still raining
as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.
Chorus:
And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
and raised me up again
my strength is almost gone how can I carry on
if I can't find You
and as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away
Chorus
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
Chorus
Praise You in This Storm
words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms
AMEN!
9.4.08
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4.4.08
Say
Take all of your wasted honor.
Every little past frustration.
Take all of your so called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations.
Say what you need to say (x8)
Walkin' like a one man army,
Fightin' with the shadows in your head.
Livin' up the same old moment
Knowin' you'd be better off instead
If you could only...Say what you need to say (x8)
Have no fear for givin' in.
Have no fear for giving over.
You better know that in the end
It's better to say too much, than never to say what you need to say again.
Even if your hands are shaking,
And your faith is broken.
Even as the eyes are closin',
Do it with a heart wide open.
Say what you need to say (x7)
Say what you need to, Say what you need to...
Say what you need to say.
Every little past frustration.
Take all of your so called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations.
Say what you need to say (x8)
Walkin' like a one man army,
Fightin' with the shadows in your head.
Livin' up the same old moment
Knowin' you'd be better off instead
If you could only...Say what you need to say (x8)
Have no fear for givin' in.
Have no fear for giving over.
You better know that in the end
It's better to say too much, than never to say what you need to say again.
Even if your hands are shaking,
And your faith is broken.
Even as the eyes are closin',
Do it with a heart wide open.
Say what you need to say (x7)
Say what you need to, Say what you need to...
Say what you need to say.
The bucket list
Ontem foi um dia muito bom, não foi perfeito, mas foi muito bom. Soleado, céu limpo, um verdadeiro dia de primavera. Depois de um bom almoço em casa, com os meu pais, fui escalar durante a tarde. Mas a parte da escalada vão poder ler sobre ela no meu outro (novo) blog: elvish-things.blogspot.com.
Agora quero falar de outra coisa. Tudo começou ontem com a leitura deste post, num outro blog. Já agora, recomendo que o visitem. Mas este foi o post em questão:
http://due-north.blogspot.com/2008/04/mudanas.html
Depois de o ler, os meus pensamentos durante o dia ficaram automaticamente condicionados. Não quero dissertar sobres os meus pensamentos, prefiro que leiam o post e que o façam também. Só deixo uma pergunta: que andamos a fazer com as nossas vidas? Vivemos, ou vamos vivendo?
Enfim, mas no fim do dia tive aquilo a que eu gosto de chamar a ginja em cima do bolo.
Fui ao cinema, ver um filme. Pensei que fosse apenas mais uma comédia levezinha, mas provou-se ser muito mais. Acho que lhe vou chamar um pequeno poema à vida. Não vos vou contar muito do filme, apenas vos digo que o VEJAM. Não se vão arrepender nem um bocadinho. Acho que nenhum filme me dizia tanto desde o Forrest Gump. Ok, agora já devem estar a perguntar: "mas qual é o filme??!!" :)
The Bucket List. Deixo-vos uma das minhas citações preferidas do filme, o trailer, e o vídeo clip do tema principal da banda sonora. Oiçam, vejam o filme, pensem, chorem. Eu chorei. Coisa que não é incomum, porque os verdadeiros homens, choram. :)
"Edward Cole: I envy people who have faith, I just can't get my head around it.
Carter Chambers: Maybe because your head's in the way."
Agora quero falar de outra coisa. Tudo começou ontem com a leitura deste post, num outro blog. Já agora, recomendo que o visitem. Mas este foi o post em questão:
http://due-north.blogspot.com/2008/04/mudanas.html
Depois de o ler, os meus pensamentos durante o dia ficaram automaticamente condicionados. Não quero dissertar sobres os meus pensamentos, prefiro que leiam o post e que o façam também. Só deixo uma pergunta: que andamos a fazer com as nossas vidas? Vivemos, ou vamos vivendo?
Enfim, mas no fim do dia tive aquilo a que eu gosto de chamar a ginja em cima do bolo.
Fui ao cinema, ver um filme. Pensei que fosse apenas mais uma comédia levezinha, mas provou-se ser muito mais. Acho que lhe vou chamar um pequeno poema à vida. Não vos vou contar muito do filme, apenas vos digo que o VEJAM. Não se vão arrepender nem um bocadinho. Acho que nenhum filme me dizia tanto desde o Forrest Gump. Ok, agora já devem estar a perguntar: "mas qual é o filme??!!" :)
The Bucket List. Deixo-vos uma das minhas citações preferidas do filme, o trailer, e o vídeo clip do tema principal da banda sonora. Oiçam, vejam o filme, pensem, chorem. Eu chorei. Coisa que não é incomum, porque os verdadeiros homens, choram. :)
"Edward Cole: I envy people who have faith, I just can't get my head around it.
Carter Chambers: Maybe because your head's in the way."
2.4.08
Walkabout
In Australian aboriginal cultures, a "walkabout" is a ritual in which a young man goes on a solitary journey through the wilderness in an attempt to learn more about his own character and strength.
Walkabout is an Australian pidgin (or perhaps quasi-pidgin) term referring to the commonly-held belief that Australian Aborigines would "go walkabout" at the age of thirteen in the wilderness for six months as a rite of passage. In this practice they would trace the paths (the so-called songlines) that their people's ceremonial ancestors took and imitate, in a fashion, their heroic deeds. in http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walkabout
Maybe i need to go out for my own walkabout...
...only God knows the wonders i may be able or fortunate to find.
Promise...
Somewhere, beyond the curtains of time, there is someone, who someday, will come at me and say, without a single word, "i am the one you've been waiting for."
Uma versão linda:
de um original de Beverly Craven:
One of the most beautiful songs ever. It says it all.
Uma versão linda:
de um original de Beverly Craven:
One of the most beautiful songs ever. It says it all.
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