If this is heaven, our honorifics are just a warning.

The overnight prayer meeting went on a blast on 13 Nov.

(Sing Sing Sing) (But God) (Today)

(Majesty) (Yahweh)

The presence was strong. Yes. Beyond control.

I became such a miniscue.

I saw bended knees. I played in the dark. All those wanderings paid off in one night.

Those tears came back. I finally understood it all.

It was a privilege all over again.

I was so glad I never gave up being broken to God.

Now everyone is asking me to teach.

The hidden became attractive.

Maybe someday. Maybe somehow.

The anointing is based on desperation.

How many people will be willing to pay for desperation?

How many people will be willing to pay for depression?

A voice that still the storms..

A Name that breaks the dawn.. Hear the voice.

This is anointing. When you are willing to lead storms in your life..

YL told me that I am doing a good job on those people.

Thank you. Was all I could believe for.

If this is heaven, our honorifics are just a warning.

Remain Loyal.

The sound of an old guitar is saving you

I have been trying and tiring myself out. Figuring out what God is trying to do in my life.

He took away the project that I had worked hard for the last 2 years.

He put me in a spot of working on viral antibodies which I dread.

He pushed me into the good books of people who I do not want to be in.

He placed me in a stage gift which I am not confident in.

He makes me lie down on green pastures that are not mine.

I feel like the guy above. Crossing roads with the most unlikely of all things.

Ironically, I was using a manual camera to take a fast moving object where most people will be using autofocus.

But while I was calculating the shot (using a 300 dollars DSLR and a 20 year old lens) to do this.

I realized that destiny comes in all shapes and sizes.

But it depends all on my own calculations to see God placing destiny in my hands.

The man in this picture has an entire economy under his wings.

"Houses, Offices, Government can only proceed if he does his job."

Maybe that is why God chose the prostitutes and widows.

The victimized has destiny.

For the victimized..

Belle of the Boulevard - Dashboard Confessionals

Down in a local bar
Out on the Boulevard
The sound of an old guitar
Is saving you from sinking
It's a long way down, It's a long way

Back like you never broke
You tell a dirty joke
He touches your leg
And thinks He's getting close
For now you let him
Just this once
Just for now
And just like that
It's over.

Don't turn away
Dry your eyes, dry your eyes
Don't be afraid
But keep it all inside, all inside
When you fall apart
Dry your eyes, dry your eyes
Life is always hard
For the Belle of the Boulevard

In all your silver rings
In all your silken things
That song you softly sing
Is keeping you from breaking
It's a long way down, it's a long way

Back here you never lost
You shake the shivers off
You take a drink
To get your courage up
Can you believe it?
Just this once
Just for now
And just like that
It's ove