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Respite: To completion
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Where lament meets praise. Saturday, 18 April 2015. But will I ever feel ready? I guess I'd feel more ready than I would've been few months ago, after this ongoing process that God had brought/is bringing me through. Lord I surrender all my fears, my weaknesses, and I leave my sins on the cross. All the lies of condemnation, Lord, let the truth of Your Word and promises overcome them. As my sem comes to an end (left with 1 finals hehe), I realised that half of my uni life is over. The less-private journa...
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Respite: July 2015
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Where lament meets praise. Friday, 24 July 2015. Gentleness in words, actions and spirit is something that God has been nudging me to grow in the past few months. Been placed in many situations where gentleness is really the last word to describe the most carnally-desirable and self-benefiting response, cos there are times where I really wanna whoop ppl's asses left right up down centre. There are even times I literally imagine myself slapping someone, cos I know that I wouldn't do it in real life. You c...
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Respite: Set my heart on the Lord
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Where lament meets praise. Monday, 6 April 2015. Set my heart on the Lord. Surely God is good to Israel, to those who are pure in heart. But as for me, my feet had almost slipped; I had nearly lost my foothold. For I envied the arrogant when I saw the prosperity of the wicked. They have no struggles; their bodies are healthy and strong. They are free from common human burdens; they are not plagued by human ills. Therefore pride is their necklace; they clothe themselves with violence. They are like a drea...
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Respite: April 2015
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Where lament meets praise. Saturday, 18 April 2015. But will I ever feel ready? I guess I'd feel more ready than I would've been few months ago, after this ongoing process that God had brought/is bringing me through. Lord I surrender all my fears, my weaknesses, and I leave my sins on the cross. All the lies of condemnation, Lord, let the truth of Your Word and promises overcome them. As my sem comes to an end (left with 1 finals hehe), I realised that half of my uni life is over. Friday, 17 April 2015.
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Respite
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Where lament meets praise. Sunday, 17 May 2015. Past few days keep on DOC-ing until I forgot my own C whut. Why am I born in end-May lol. Even what would have normally been my own C became others' D and O. Why am I saying all these when it was my idea lol. Lord, all these insecurities and lies, they feel so real. I rebuke them in Jesus' name. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The less-private journal of mine. Language On The Move. Yet another old blog. Past few days keep on DOC-ing until I forgot my ow.
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Respite: February 2015
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Where lament meets praise. Wednesday, 18 February 2015. Finally some time for a break, where for a few days I don't have to worry about what reading to do or what homework I gotta get started on. Thankful to have spent the night reading a book by John Ortberg and being reminded of certain important truths. Earlier in the day I was on the phone with a brother, seeking counsel cos there were just some things I was hmmz and seeking for clarity and perspective about. It was that tension between truth and care.
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Respite: HELLO
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Where lament meets praise. Friday, 17 April 2015. Today, instead of the usual cherisse blogging and typing her insightful posts here, she has decided to pass her blog to me for one day. hahaha. yall can just continue guessing who I am. I was tasked to blog about my best friend today. This best friend i do not know, cherisse says it's her by her constant insta-jacking of my phone and commenting that she is my best friend. lolol. ANYWAY thank cherisse for her card and sweet yayyyy. xxn :).
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Respite: The Past, The Present, The Future
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Where lament meets praise. Thursday, 2 July 2015. The Past, The Present, The Future. At every point in a woman's life, she will be in a relationship with three men: The Past, The Present and The Future. You can never move on completely from him; you cannot deny that he plays a part, whether big or small, in shaping who you are today. Just when you thought you've completely moved on, The Present points you back to something that you have to deal with, and you realise you're still somewhat holding on to him.
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Respite: The Fight
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Where lament meets praise. Saturday, 1 August 2015. There are times, and there will be times, when choosing to be the wicked conniving witch I used to be is so much more enticing and empowering. When I'm tempted to throw my bitterness around like shuriken stars and let the blades pierce through the flesh of those whose spears have scraped mine. When I'm tempted to be passive-aggressive and manipulative under an angelic guise, for the sake of 'self-defense'. And this is the one I gotta feed.
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Respite: March 2015
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Where lament meets praise. Thursday, 19 March 2015. Grace - Laura Story. My heart is so proud. My mind is so unfocused. I see the things You do through me as great things I have done. And now You gently break me, then lovingly You take me. And hold me as my Father and mold me as my Maker. I ask You: "How many times will You pick me up. When I keep on letting You down? And each time I will fall short of Your glory. How far will forgiveness abound? And You answer: "My child, I love you. As I walk with You.