there are days im simply struck by the ironies in Christianity.to worship is quite simply to treat God as God.but when im again reminded of the immensity of God, perhaps it isnt an easy task either.what is it to know that God is god and i am not? what is it to worship the only one worthy of my worship, but yet that very same one whom im not worthy to worship?
cruel to be kind - letters to cleo one of those songs that still dont make sense to me even though i read the lyrics a million times over. but i love it nonetheless, perhaps because of the smile that creeps onto my face everytime i think of the sweet scene between patrick verona and kat stratford in 10 things i hate about you . there's just something about romantic shows that always seem to get me, no matter how cheesy these moments might seem on hindsight.
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