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Name: Mike
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Sunday, August 05, 2007

Back from Peru, healthy and totally okay.  Adjusting back is really difficult though.  I'm finding myself preferring not to use xanga, facebook, AIM, or anything like that.  I think it's time to say goodbye to xanga and facebook.  Not that I've really been spending any time on them lately anyway.

Cya'll later,
Miguel


Monday, June 18, 2007

Anyone looking for a sublet from July 4th to August 4th?  I'll be out of the country during that time period.  It's furnished, luxury apartment - 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms.  AC, Cable TV, wireless internet, free gym, pool table, sky lounge, all the usual benefits of a luxury apt.  It's about a 5min walk from the 7 subway, and the G is a block away from the 7 as well.  It's one stop away from Grand Central (42nd & Lex).

My two roomates are guys I know from Columbia, so preferably you would be a male.

I'm asking for $925.

E-mail me at mws2001@gmail.com if you're interested.


it's NOT ok to contact me with services or other commercial interests.


Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Comfort to Those Who Seek God

"I have not spoken in secret, in a dark place of the earth: I said not unto the seed of Jacob, Seek ye me in vain."
-Isaiah 45:19

Can it be, while God is the moral ruler of the universe, that He will reward the man who forgets Him and will pour misery into the soul of the man who earnestly seeks His face?  Do you dream that He would send out commands to men, obedience to which would confer upon them greater sorrow than disobdience could bring?

Would men do so?  I know that we would hold up to scorn any rich man who would treat beggars in the following way.  He would first say to them "I live in such and such a place.  It is six miles away.  If you will all come tomorrow morning at eight o'clock and knock at my door repeating my son's name, I will supply your needs."  And then when he had collected the poor beggars, he would let them stand and knock according to his instructions until they were weary, and never grant them an answer.  If he would let them know that there was bread within the house, but not a morsel for them, we would say, "Well, if men must entertain themselves with practical jokes, do not let them be carried out on the poor and needy."

Is it possible that my God is less generous than men?  If a man's heart would be moved to pity by the cry of misery; much more so will the heart of the all-bounteous god, whose very name is love.  I am persuaded, therfore, that He must and will hear prayer.

What would they say in hell, if a soul could really seek the Lord and be refused?  Oh, the unholy rejoicing of devils!  "Here's a soul," one would say, "who perished even though he prayed.  Here's a hand that touched the hem of Jesus' garment, but that garment did not heal.  Here are lips, scorched with burning fire, that once were warm with living prayer."  I think they would drag such a one in triumph through the streets of hell.  They would crowd the throroughfares to look on, and, oh, what dreadful, scornful applause, what thundering laughter would go up!  "Aha!  Aha!  Aha!" they would say, "Now where is the Savior of whom you boasted?  He lied to men's souls.  He promised, but He did not give.  He taught them to pray, and made them begin their hell on earth, and then threw them into hell forever."

Could it be?  Oh, could it be?  What would praying men do in hell?  I remember a story of Mrs. Ryland, a good Christian woman, who, when she lay dying, was very, very sad, and her husband said to her, "You are dying, my dear?"  "Yes," said she.  "And where are you going?" he asked.  She replied, "Ah!  John, I'm going to hell."  "And what will you do there?" he said to her.  Well, that had not struck her, what she would do there.  "Do you think," he inquired, "you will stop praying, Betsy?"  "No, John," she said, "even if I were in hell, I would pray."  "Oh, but," said he," "they'd say, 'Here's praying Betsy Ryland here.  Turn her out; this isn't a fit place for her.'"  Add so, I think if you could go there with a prayer on your lips, pleading and crying, they would either rejoice over you, as proof that God was not true, or else they would say, "Turn her out.  We cannot bear prayers in hell; we could not bear to hear the voice of earnest supplication among the shrieks and curses of lost spirits."


Excerpts from "Finding Peace in God", by Charles Spurgeon.


Ask and you shall receive.
John 16:24

For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.
Joel 2:32 ; Romans 10:13


Thursday, May 03, 2007

Funniest thing ever.


edit: for some reason, I thought of Jon Uy during the part where it's like, "Don't slide your hands over your friend in a lingering manner, or that may confuse your friend ... and yourself."  HAHA.


Wednesday, February 14, 2007




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