One isn't enough meh?
This current shoot I am doing now is called "Code of Law", what made this shoot different from all other shoot is that I have two wonderful friends in Cherie and Tiffany who would initiate some prayer and communion time before shoot starts. I felt for the first time a sort of cell group within the shoot. Finally some kind of prayer support for one another within one tv production.
However things seems to be taking a turn. I do not know if I want to share here because what I share will hurt and probably stumble the two of them. Then again, I doubt they read this. What I say does not matter to many people anymore. I am just a sound man.
10 August 2012, I will not forget the hurt that you have brought to me and my new extended body of Christ in COL. Gotta cover ourselves with prayer or else be miserable for the remainder of the shoot and turn an initially beautiful experience into one I want to forget.
Don't lose hope!
"Those with defeat on their faces are those that we must keep alive"
-Further Seems Forever
HIS is a large
petition. To intercede for a whole city needs a stretch of faith, and there are
times when a prayer for one man is enough to stagger us. But how far-reaching
was the psalmist's dying intercession! How comprehensive! How sublime! "Let the
whole earth be filled with His glory." It doth not exempt a single country
however crushed by the foot of superstition; it doth not exclude a single nation
however barbarous. For the cannibal as well as for the civilized, for all climes
and races this prayer is uttered: the whole circle of the earth it encompasses,
and omits no son of Adam. We must be up and doing for our Master, or we cannot
honestly offer such a prayer. The petition is not asked with a sincere heart
unless we endeavour, as God shall help us, to extend the kingdom of our Master.
Are there not some who neglect both to plead and to labour? Reader, is it
your prayer? Turn your eyes to Calvary. Behold the Lord of Life nailed to
a cross, with the thorn-crown about His brow, with bleeding head, and hands, and
feet. What! can you look upon this miracle of miracles, the death of the Son of
God, without feeling within your bosom a marvellous adoration that language
never can express? And when you feel the blood applied to your conscience, and
know that He has blotted out your sins, you are not a man unless you
start from your knees and cry, "Let the whole earth be filled with His glory;
Amen, and Amen." Can you bow before the Crucified in loving homage, and not wish
to see your Monarch master of the world? Out on you if you can pretend to love
your Prince, and desire not to see Him the universal ruler. Your piety is
worthless unless it leads you to wish that the same mercy which has been
extended to you may bless the whole world. Lord, it is harvest-time, put in Thy
sickle and reap.
