If Mufasa were a man...

Oh, what a man he would be.

See this with me if you will.

Powerful simply by the respect that he commanded. Respect that obviously bore root in his kindness. Love, was easily given... shared; but discipline and correction did not fall to the wayside. He gave guidance and taught lessons. He ruled everything the sunlight touched (and even the elephant graveyard. You don't scare people in their own territory if you don't have that authority.) He protected, without a second thought, what belonged to him. Seized his responsibilities by the scuff of their neck. He was a defender... he died saving his child.... His children. He was King.

It dawns on me that if Mufasa were a man... he'd be Jesus. Then he'd be God.

Mufasa said Simba had forgotten him and therefore had forgotten who he was and what his duties and responisibilities were. Simba had a difficult time letting go of his past, and seeing his father in his own reflection.

All he needed was a reminder. He fought his enemy and won. Scar burned in the fire...

I'm sure you see what I'm saying here.

We all need reminders sometimes, of who we are and Who we belong to and Who we can rely on. To Whom we ought to pledge our allegience and lives. And thank You Lord that You can give us these reminders in places as simple as a cartoon.

I saw Lion King 3D this past weekend. And it has to be the best animated movie ever. I recited the lines and sang the songs right along with the movie. Then I tried to picture Mufasa as human, of course. I listed all the attributes that I thought made this penciled in lion appealling and I came to the word "defender" and that's where my reminder came.

(Phillipians 4: 6-7)
...That's all folks.

Hmmm… I'm in a mushy mood…

BUT I LIKE EET!! :D

Anyways, I stumbled upon this and thought I'd share my favourite ones!
Source: Love-ly murals (You can't get me Mr. Kitching! (Is that his name saf…))

:DDD

(Ok, this one is such a line!)

(Pile of mush all on the floor… *gush*) 

(Accounting major maybe?)

I'm in such a good mood! :D Have the best day y'all.

xx
KD.

Lonely World - Robin Thicke

Just a verse…

Beautiful mom can you smile?
Can you glow, can you sing me my favorite song?
Got fever, warm clothes are clean, kids are gone
What to do she's a sleeping sun.
She says birds fly out her window
She watches jealously
She says she's too old for new things
But mama you got wings

…Mama you got strong, beautiful …beautiful wings.

Dear Mama…

It’s been a long time that we’ve been together
And not too long ago it seemed like forever
Now I’m so far away and its time that you know
I wish that time would rewind and go little more slow
I miss those days when I was shorter than you
When boys, bills and books were not an issue
Those days I was shown “sense” when I tried to stray
And you’d say “I love you baby so this is the right way”
And now the time has come for me to be
The best that I can on my own you see.
Now I have to be the director of my own show
But I’m so proud I have you to show me the way to go
You were my first and best birthday gift ever
God must really love me to make you my mother
And as He chose you to give me life
I pray He uses me to get you through strife
You are always in my heart and metaphorically by my side
I love you to death mummy and that I could never hide

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!!!! ☺

KuiDee
05/09/09 7:30pm

Rededicated: 05/09/10

She does nothing for me.

From one of the blogs I follow. I'm patiently (impatiently?) waiting my turn to write my own…
:D
(Think about how we do NOTHING for Him. Yet His entire purpose is surrounded about us… *…Mind Blown…*)

FOOL FOR LOVE: She does nothing for me.

I’d say about 90% of the time, she does nothing. Literally. She simply lies there. She can’t tell me a joke or run an errand. She doesn’t ask me how I’m feeling or give me birthday presents. She can’t even roll over or lift her head.

But I love her.

She’s my daughter.

From the moment she shattered my 6-year-old understanding of what my family was and broke into my world, I was taken by her, smitten with an unconditional love. Pink and wiggly with eyes that could barely open, I knew that I would do anything for her. Forever. Even now, when she can do nothing for me.

Photo Credit – Getty Images: Studio Paggy

So can’t talk or walk, clean up after herself, or help with dinner. She never changes her own clothes or gives herself a bath. She doesn’t care to let me sleep more than three hours at once or spend my free time on personal hobbies.

And yet I’m not angry because I love her.

She’s my daughter.

The best writers – especially those with a spiritual touch – have tried for ages to capture the definition of unconditional love. The limits of language only leave us with similes and metaphors for what such a love could be like. Omnipotent gods are said to love frail humanity with such a love, but being the object of unconditional love doesn’t quite make its reality clear in your mind. Maybe that’s the point. Because you can offer no reciprocal gift, you don’t quite realize that a transaction is even taking place.

Omnipotent gods don’t spit up on you when you just changed clothes or cry when they’re hungry in the middle of the night.

I held her in my arms and looked at her 8-hour-old face and knew that I loved her with a unique and unconditional love. She could do nothing for me. There was no material benefit she provided in my life, and still, I loved her.

My love for my wife – while unconditional now – was once predicated on attraction and compatibility. While dating, interests and conversations had to be aligned or appreciated before a mysterious, irrational, overwhelming love could swoop in and swaddle us. And now, nearly eight years after falling in love with her, we’ve created not just a baby who will look like us, but we’ve created a category of love that stands beyond us and consumes us, taking us to a point where we love like we’ve never loved before.

All You Need Blogger: Sam Davidson via Ophelia's Webb

This Type Love - Shihan

This truly speaks for itself. Ladies …and even men (I hope) I'm sure you understand. ;)
Enjoy.

Pieces of Himself

Today, the darkness that I have allowed to follow me about lifted just enough for the light to shine and show me something I was refusing to see and therefore failed to appreciate.
I thank God often for "my friends and family," but I realised just recently how like a gift each of them is. In this my time of frustration and confusion, they have been the ones to keep a smile plastered on my face longer than it otherwise would have been if at all.
Each one in their own little way has made me feel loved, appreciated and cared about.
Some I've known hardly a week and others a lifetime, and finally I see the beauty in all these gifts God has given to me: Pieces of Himself.

For every tear you kept from running down my cheek
For every smile you replaced a frown with
For every time you held my hand or simply held me
For every day you continue to seek my company
For every time you've been there for me in whatever capacity
In my small little way I just want to say: Thank you.
Truly, thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

"Since I have no gold to give,
And love alone must make amends,
My daily prayer is while I live—
'God, make me worthy of my friends.'”

—Sherman (Daily Bread, July 28, 09)

Like A Star - Corinne Bailey Rae

Just like a star across my sky,

Just like an angel off the page,

You have appeared to my life,

Feel like I'll never be the same,

Just like a song in my heart,

Just like oil on my hands,

Honour to love you

Still I wonder why it is,

I don't argue like this,

With anyone but you,

We do it all the time,

Blowing out my mind,

You've got this look I can't describe,

You make me feel like I'm alive,

When everything else is au fait,

Without a doubt you're on my side,

Heaven has been away too long,

Can't find the words to write this song,

Oh...

Your love,

Still I wonder why it is,

I don't argue like this,

With anyone but you,

We do it all the time,

Blowing out my mind,

Now I have come to understand,

The way it is,

It's not a secret anymore,

'cause we've been through that before,

From tonight I know that you're the only one,

I've been confused and in the dark,

Now I understand,

I wonder why it is,

I don't argue like this,

With anyone but you,

I wonder why it is,

I wont let my guard down,

For anyone but you

We do it all the time,

Blowing out my mind,

Just like a star across my sky,

Just like an angel off the page,

You have appeared to my life,

Feel like I'll never be the same,

Just like a song in my heart,

Just like oil on my hands

- Corinne Bailey Rae

Wow. I AM a mushmellow. *sigh*

Either way, you are just like a star.

Always on my mind.

So I guess that last point in my last "Pensieve entry" did have something to do with it all after all. …This headache is really going. I didn't see it because it was different from what I thought it should be; Different from the way I thought it felt. But even in the fact that it is very different from what it was before, it could still be the same feeling, no?
…Maybe I have just refused to see or acknowledge it because …well, I'll hold on to that.
Either way, I've heard that to love a person is a decision you make. And to some extent, I believe that is true. My rambling ends here. But as a reminder to me and food for thought for you:

1 Corinthians 13: 4 - 13.

⁴Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. ⁵It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. ⁶Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. ⁷It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
⁸Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. ⁹For we know in part and we prophesy in part, ¹⁰but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. ¹¹When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. ¹²Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
¹³And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

I love, I love, I love…

Love is not a Fight - Warren Barfield.

Love is not a place
To come and go as we please
It's a house we enter in
Then commit to never leave

So lock the door behind you
Throw away the key
We'll work it out together
Let it bring us to our knees

Chorus:
Love is a shelter in a raging storm
Love is peace in the middle of a war
And if we try to leave, may God send angels to guard the door
No, love is not a fight but it's something worth fighting for

To some, love is a word
That they can fall into
But when they're falling out
Keeping that word is hard to do

Chorus:
Love is a shelter in a raging storm
Love is peace in the middle of a war
And if we try to leave, may God send angels to guard the door
No, love is not a fight but it's something worth fighting for

Love will come to save us
If we'll only call
He will ask nothing from us
But demand we give our all

Chorus:
Love is a shelter in a raging storm
Love is peace in the middle of a war
And if we try to leave, may God send angels to guard the door
No, love is not a fight but it's something worth fighting for

I will fight for you
Would you fight for me?
It's worth fighting for