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"King of Glory" by Chris Tomlin
2 Corinthians 3:2-3 - "You yourselves are our letter, written on our hearts, to be known and read by all; and you show that you are a letter of Christ, prepared by us, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts."
Hey y'all...well, I believe I've been reprimanded for not posting on here in a while, so here goes...
I am finally done with my third year of college...definately taking a break before starting up the fourth one. Man, oh man, am I wiped out from it. Directly after finals, I left for PA to visit my grandparents. Well, not directly...I did wait until Rose and I had our joint b-day/graduation party...Congrats Rose and yeah, I'm 21 now...actually legal...to do what, I'm not sure. Some have said it's a waste of a 21st birthday, but I disagree, I spent the evening catching lightning bugs with my 4 yr old cousin Rachel and we hunted "Weo the Wion" and sheep and other exciting animals. It was a pretty good time. Needless to say, once again, I was the coolest one there.
heh.
Then I took off with Rose and her family to DC for a Marathi (East Indian) Christian Conference. It was really neat, and I got to meet a lot of nice people. I was glad I went, although, we weren't able to see as much of DC as I wanted. And the restaurant we went to in Chinatown was so rude! I was disappointed. Oh well, it only merits another trip back to see the capitol properly!
So, the preacher in DC was really good. I felt so honored to be sitting under him and being taught in the Word by him. If more than 1/5th of the sermon had been in English, it would have been even better! He did mention one thing I really liked and that was from 2 Corinthians 3:2-3. It talks about how we, Christians, are letter of Christ, not of paper, but in our hearts, written on by the Holy Spirit. Are you a letter of love, a beautiful masterpiece and craftsmanship, or are you simply a scrap paper, with scribbles on it? I hope that you are allowing God to write a wonderful work on the palette of your heart. Every now and then, I feel God's pen come down upon me and it hurts. It scratches at me and takes part of me away with it when He's done. But I know that He has written something great on me and that every time He does that, He's making more like how He first created me to be.
BTW, I have more poems up on my webpage, I've been busy. HERE.
Much love and God bless!