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Name: Born - a - bon
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Interests: God, Worship, Running, Walks, Photo-walks, Cycling, Late-Night-Suppers, Prata, Ignyte Ministry
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Industry: For God


Member Since: 8/17/2007

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Saturday, November 21, 2009

Desire

There must be more than this.


You Deserve

I am tired, but it has been rewarding. Sometimes I wake up... or fall asleep with the recurring thought that God I have to do this for you. Not out of obligation and not to be swept away in busyness or commitment. But God I want to be whole-heartedly devoted unto you. I serve you because you are God. I want to love God because God is God, not because I serve Him. Makes sense?



After missions training, I went to kel's house for the k gang meeting. I miss them soooooooo much. Too bad I was exhausted and in a half spaz out state. Kel has a new dog called darcy and its hypo-allergenic, small and cute and so amazingly adorable. I love it. I love it. I love it. You see, normally I don't pat other people's dog because I get rashes if I'm not careful, but I could hug this dog and have no rashes because not only is it cute, it's HYPO-ALLERGENIC. Too bad it cost 5k!!!!!!!!!

I'm so tired. Gooooooooodnight.


Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Wednesdays

To quote Gideon's twitter (http://twitter.com/penguiknight):
"MIT, die to self die to self die to self."


I have no idea why mit training makes me so tired, but all I can do when I get home is to just lie down and vegetate. And eat Marks and Spencers Fruit Pastilles, which are seriously the yummiest sweets ever. I love them.... too bad they are also the most expensive fruit pastilles....I want to run but I'm lazy. Shucks. Anyway tomorrow we're running so that should be interesting.

The more I seek you,
The more I find you
The more I find you
The more I love you


I wanna sit at your feet
Drink from the cup in your hand.
Lay back against you and breath
Feel your heart beat

This love is so deep
It's more than I can stand.

I melt in your peace
It's overwhelming me

- The More I Seek You; Kari Jobe


Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Tuesdays

I haven't run in almost 4 weeks, I am dying to run, I think about doing all my 10pm runs but feel so gross when I come home and not shower. And I don't want to shower again later. But if I run I have to so I just end up not running. Shucks! I hate doing morning runs cause I have to wake up earlier and cause I tend to run very lazily and slowly in the morning. After playing basketball with the mission impact trip folks though, I realised that I am so unfit, shucksssssssssssssssssssss.

I'm going to cut my nails cause I can't play guitar with these long nails... though these are the longest my nails have been in years, seriously. I really wanted to go for a manicure that's why I let them grow... but manicures are wasted on short nails anyway. I haven't painted my nails since.... primary 5? I'm strange that way.

Ah well. Need to clear my table tonight.

Oh my I also found out that prata has ghee in it.... which is basically ANIMAL FAT. !!!!!! Call me naive, but I thought prata was the indian equivalent of bread... which basically had flour which yeast in it. Oh no! We need new food to eat during mahjong sessions! BOOOOOOOOOOOOO.


Monday, November 16, 2009

That's What You Get

Serving God is a privilege and a joy; but I am so tired right now.



sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

On a completely unrelated note, Paramore's songs lyrics "That's what you get when you let your heart win" is stuck in my head and is taking a deeper form of meaning... shucks.

Also, yesterday I watched Moulin Rouge and when the protagonist... what is his name... I can't remember but when he sang Come What May I think my heart melted. In the final scene when the female protagonist (whose name I also cannot remember... starts with an S..... Saline?) whispers come what may, I felt all warm and fuzzy on the inside. Then she dies which is pretty sad, but oh well. I'm a sucker for songs like that.

This is me rambling when I am tired



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