Guess Who?

So I finally have a little bit of time to blog.

Wow, how is it already March?

This past month has been a whirlwind. So many things happened. And now I am tired.

A sweet highlight for the month: Heading up to Sac-town to visit Yen with Keo, Easter, and Jessica, and spending the weekend at a cabin up in Truckee. It was quite an adventure getting there, but I am so thankful that I got to spend time with those lovely ladies. So refreshing. Snow makes me happy.

I've been camped out in the book of Genesis lately in my Pentateuch class. Good stuff. Thought-provoking. Dysfunctional families everywhere. God's faithfulness everywhere. I actually wrote poems of different characters in the O.T. last semeseter - I actually intended these to be hardcore song lyrics. You can guess who these portraits are supposed to be from:

She dazzled me with her eyes
So bright they stung me.
With a door cracked open she bid me come
In a voice so sweet with her pomegranate lips.
Shut the door.
I will not go near.
Shut the door.
Don't bid me come.
Run to a safe place fom here.
Run away from her.
"Come lay with me."
She steps out and seals my lips with that fatal kiss.
Run, run, as fast as you can. You can't catch me, I'm a God-fearing man.
She grabs my coat.
Run. Flee.
I left my favorite jacket at her doorstep.

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You called me
Even when I was still in the womb.
This is my destiny -
To speak Your words
Because it consumes and burns
From the core of my being.
I have to speak,
or else it'll kill me if don't.
I loved her, but You didn't let me
marry the one who's beauty blinded me.
There's no time for this.
Soon the walls will come tumbling down.
Yes, the walls will come tumbling down.
The pieces of pottery cracked and broken.
The walls came tumbling down.
Judgment day has come.
It's the Day of the Lord.

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Fire and brimstone came down that day
Because they didn't turn from their wicked ways.
Perversion filled the streets
Worshipping false gods and eating idolatrous meat.
The scale tipped -
And judgment came.
Immorality is not a joke.
Take me away from this God-forsaken place.
I don't want to turn into a pillar of salt
Even if I want an occasional drink.