m-flo loves YOSHIKA – let go (LIVE)

m-flo loves YOSHIKA – let go (LIVE)
m-flo TOUR 2007 COSMICOLOR
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another great live rendition!  too bad the user disabled embedding…

Flavor Of Life -Ballad Version- (Christian Ver.) (LIVE)

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Flavor Of Life -Ballad Version- (Christian Ver.) (LIVE)
Performance by Zaroh
[Recorded 07.20.08]

God of This City

Chris Tomlin – God of This City
(click here for Chris’ message)
Official Site

thanks, VA, for sharing this song with us!

Gallery Updates

New:

• Summer Getaway 2

Updated:

• Random 2008

To make life easier for you, I will link updated albums to the page which contains the first set of new photos (when announcing Gallery Updates).  Hope that makes sense…I’ll probably have the pics from yesterday up later today.  Keep checkin’!

Btw, can someone tell me the exact date you guys went to Oakleigh in July?  I think it was July 26th, but I wasn’t sure.  It probably doesn’t really matter, but I’m OCD so it really matters to me!

Youth Sunday Premiere!

In case you missed the discussion in Sunday School this morning, Pastor Noonie & Sandy announced their plans to hold our very first Youth Sunday on October 26th!  *insert applause*  Everything is still “in the works” and we ask for EVERYONE’S cooperation to make our first Youth Sunday a SUCCESS! *throws confetti*

Event: Youth Sunday -> Feel free to recommend a title or theme!
Date: 10.26.08
Time: 10:45-12noon
Location: All Nations Church of the Nazarene, Richmond, VA

Sign-Ups Needed:

• AT LEAST 1 more skit
• solo performances
• group performances

Current Sign-Ups:

• opening skit (Stephanie + Erial)
• piano solo: Awesome God (Zaroh)

Sign-Up Deadline: 09.14.08

If you’d like to sign up for a performance and/or skit or just want to make a suggestion, please post here!  We will edit this post as we hear from you.  Remember to invite yo’ friends!!

Only Human

i LOVE this song. the music is a bit depressing but the lyrics paint a poignant picture. learning on the wards at the hospital has been both physically and mentally draining, but i really enjoy it. as a student, i am constantly reminded of the beauty of one’s humanity: truth is found in the courage to push forward despite all our shortcomings. we have hope in knowing that there is always ONE whom we can always depend upon to make us complete.

Only Human

Artist: K
Original Language: Japanese
Translation: Jonathan Wu

On the opposite coast of sadness
is something called a smile

On the opposite coast of sadness
is something called a smile
But before we can go there,
is there something we’re waiting for?

In order to chase our dreams, we can’t have a reason to run away
We’ve got to go, to that far away summer’s day

If we find it tomorrow, we can’t sigh
Because like a boat that opposes the stream
we have to walk straight on

In a place worn down by sadness
something called a miracle, is waiting
Yet we are still searching
for the sunflower that grows at the end of spring

The warrior who awaits the morning light
before he can clasp it with red nails, his tears glitter and fall

Even if we’ve grown used to loneliness
only relying on the light of the moon
We have to fly away with featherless wing
just go foward, just a little further

As the rainclouds break
the wet streets sparkling
Although it brings only darkness
A powerful, powerful light
helps push us to walk on

One Place

About two years ago, I discovered a website entirely devoted to nothing but ministry. And I mean nothing but ministry. This place is called One Place. It contains a handful of audio sermons by different ministers, such as Dr. David Jeremiah, Dr. Erwin Lutzer of the Moody Church, Max Lucado, and other other common names and voices that you would hear on christian radio. In addition, you will find other useful audio commentaries relating to a variety of subjects. It is regularly updated, extremely accessible, and highly, highly, highly recommended. I cannot emphasize that enough. If you are searching for a good sermon to listen to, mp3 downoads, Bible study tools, newsletters, or podcasts, you can find it here, One Place.

Fortunate

Waking up and driving on a cool, crisp Chicago Sunday morning, I played this song in my car while driving on Lake Shore Drive. The morning rays danced and played off the calm waves of Lake Michigan. I could not have asked for a more beautiful day. But never had I felt so lonely and dejected in my life. I felt like dying.

The melody of this song nursed that melancholy. The piano intro brings to mind a state of solitude. And after learning the translation, the words further embellished the value of this song to me.

Artist: As One
Album: Never Too Far (vol. 3)
Song: Fortunate (track 12)
OG Language: Korean

FORTUNATE
Translation by: Goro-chan

Love is a light which showed me the way from the beginning
Like a bird I’ll remain
Without saying anything to me, without any reason, you left
Many nights I cried, but I resent those tears
Now I know that you’ll bring me back to my usual happy self

I can’t regret it, oh yeah
Missing my love makes me crazy, baby
You are that person, oh yeah
We’ll be happy, oh yeah, oh yeah

I shouldn’t live like a fool always waiting for you
I’ve pinned all my hopes on you
So remember me sometimes when you want that special feeling

Even though our loving was short and sweet
Your love will always make me complete
I know that your heart lives, it lives in me
And you are always here with me

Yo, today I’ll go the distance without changing
I’ll go down this path alone
Like a bird I’ll remain
But recently I couldn’t go on any further
You are like a wing, and without you I can’t go on
Hey girl, I wanna kiss you, touch you, hug you
I can’t express it well, but I still love you
Now it’ll show you happiness
If you just remember these two letters: JC (Jesus Christ)

I can’t regret it, oh yeah
Missing my love makes me crazy, baby
You are that person, oh yeah
We’ll be happy, oh yeah, oh yeah

A Reflection of a Year

Tonight, I listened to a song that reminded me of a poem that I wrote about one year ago. I remember where I was at that time–probably the most painful period of my life. Listen to MC Sniper’s “Where Am I?” while reading this and catch a glimpse of what was left unsaid . . . but never forgotten.

Where Am I?

Adapted from a song by MC Sniper entitled “Where Am I?” and a song by Colbie Caillat entitled “Battle”

Despair. Oh, the day the sun
Slanted away to lose my only burning light,
With the dust of wind inside alone in my dark room.
The idle mind falls prey to deception and tries to drift,
With the birds; But two wings will never be grabbed together,
A blossoming flower finally dies, its blood sprinkles the sea
To burn a poem in eternity the end of the agony that carried its natural course.
Even if I conquer myself inside, no matter how hard I try, no matter how I try to shout,
The window of the mind closes where the last of my sunshine does not hold to the very end
Intersect the sun with my world, and it will only draw weeds borne all the way
Down a life left misunderstood.
Life, steeped in an ordeal,
Searching for a place to cry under the weight of the world and itself, crossing that intangible sentimental line
Will explode us into a cold war of anger, bitter resentment, and heightened sensitivity.
Stand face to face to endless evil nightmares of a spirit broken, teeth clenched, necks hung, wrists lifeless, and fingers pointed only to blame.
Effeminacy were the many nights where a tear bore the gains and the losses.
Where am I? Where is that peace?
Bury my head in my breast,
One half only cries, the other yearns to leave this world so soon.
Gone is the age when we lost so much and threw away what was important. We were young, but happy.
“Everyone’s on the other side. They won’t change their minds.
Why aren’t they sorry? . . . Why aren’t they sorry? Why?
Now it’s almost over, and I’m feeling that I missed out on everything.
I’m just wondering if it was worth the fight.”

From the outside looking in, I picked the price, and the dream germinated,
From the lower part of the sky falls the greatest burden, remember that.
Is there not a possibility to grasp it? My skull faces danger when it falls.
It aims to threaten my older self; the size of my dream is strenuous, yes.
From the outside looking in, I picked the price, and the dream germinated,
From the lower part of the sky falls the greatest burden, remember that.
Is there not a possibility to grasp it? My skull faces danger when it falls.
Danger. Oh, how it burns, only my life remains.

The dream and the burden. They bind so soon together but stay for eternity.
9, 10 years bridge the flaming waters of life like torture
The higher above, the more dangerous to succeed during the hour it comes running
The dream and the burden. They are not much closer. Despite the latter, I convince myself the former was never about the money.
But the day they coalesce is when this writing is freedom.
Yes, the day they coalesce. I await for the day.
They face one another in perseverance and limitation, day and night.
Responsibility and expectation weigh down, narrow shoulders straining to bear the load.
Holding in my arms the ring of faith, the dream catches, and it cries,
But ordeal after another, the results prove ominous.
Toward an unknown tomorrow, the oar of emergency blooms, but before it treads the water,
Pressed down by the weight of reality, it is carried away.
Watching it float away down the current
Reduces the avarice of mind
Watching it float away down the current,
I die little by little.
A tear secretly falls south.
The inside sounds, but it’s cry never reaches an ear. It cries and it clenches,
From my younger self, I knock myself in the head, lifting the front that was put up,
The front that hid the mind, which became weak, and now hides once more.
The saddened spirit spills a laugh of insanity.
Anguish splits the calm composure.
I walk a transformation; and my insides burn in strenuous defeat, the mind spouts and pouts,
The ability is insufficient, and the heavy heart carries and blames,
But if it forgets the times it made effort,
10 years end in an hour and 10 minutes to causal retribution.

One desperate life brought up from the dirt of the jungle, lifting one foot at a time to move on,
From daytime to night, doing what it takes to make a common life good through His grace.
It begins, an acceptance, a miracle carefully wrought in life begins the journey.
It ladles in sacrifice, suffering, heartache, and pain. The expectation multiplies.
Where am I? I am stuck. I fight to escape this stagmire,
Continous disappointment haunts the night,
So I stay up day and night,
Trying to reclaim the unknown ground that was never guaranteed,
With the fear of reality, the dream and the burden face one another. The danger of myself haunts my future.
Where am I? Where is stability?
All of life, a tear to swell and spill an ocean,
I see the figure of a man from the stage,
It was full of pride but remained at the bottom.
Do you remember?
He spills a tear and fills with anger:
Tears, do you remember my two eyes?
Yesterday. Today. Forever. All are reference.
I have become insufficient; my new self who remains the hazard
Must become stronger little by little.

From the outside looking in, I picked the price, and the dream germinated,
From the lower part of the sky falls the greatest burden, remember that.
Is there not a possibility to grasp it? My skull faces danger when it falls.
It aims to threaten my older self; the size of my dream is strenuous, yes.
From the outside looking in, I picked the price, and the dream germinated,
From the lower part of the sky falls the greatest burden, remember that.
Is there not a possibility to grasp it? My skull faces danger when it falls.
Danger. Oh, how it burns, only my life remains.

A Day in the Life of Me

Physician: What brought you in [to the clinic] today?

Patient: I’m having sharp, shooting pains in my back.

Physician: Do you have pain in your legs?

Patient: Yes, and it comes and goes. Here, I also have been using this lately . . . (She pulls out a device with different colored lights that resemble an array of christmas tree lights on a flat plastic pad.) . . . I use this for my pain, and it’s been helping.

Physician: Where did you get this??

Patient: From the Home Shopping Network. It was created for NASA, and since they have been using it, I decided to give it a try.

Physician: (He takes the colorful lights and places it on his buttock.) Oh, yeah! And you can put it here!

Patient: Yep. Anywhere you need it.

—Patient leaves the room—

Medical student: So what is her diagnosis?

Physician: Psycho.