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Sitting under the fig tree.: May 2006
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Sitting under the fig tree. Let me climb this mountain, let me find my little corner under Your fig tree. A quiet place, a secret place, with nothing else but a cup of coffee, my guitar, and Your Word in my heart. Sunday, May 28, 2006. Hardworking, loving, caring, a man of few words. Your typical Asian father that loves his kids, yet doesn't really talk to them. Deep down I know he wants to. Jesus, Hope of all mankind. Posted by DoMiniC at 5/28/2006 08:56:00 PM. Saturday, May 27, 2006. Today everyone sha...
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Sitting under the fig tree.: January 2006
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Sitting under the fig tree. Let me climb this mountain, let me find my little corner under Your fig tree. A quiet place, a secret place, with nothing else but a cup of coffee, my guitar, and Your Word in my heart. Tuesday, January 31, 2006. MAD held a New year celebration dinner to sort of warm things alittle before the start of the new year. Who said only girls can cook? And i bet only maybe 15% of the female population can cook. Looksss like meatsss back on the menu boysss! Here's some pretty neat pics...
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Sitting under the fig tree.: June 2006
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Sitting under the fig tree. Let me climb this mountain, let me find my little corner under Your fig tree. A quiet place, a secret place, with nothing else but a cup of coffee, my guitar, and Your Word in my heart. Tuesday, June 27, 2006. Our Eyes Are On You. Continue to look to God, as did the righteous kings of old. In a particular account found in 2 Chronicles 20, King Jehoshaphat, a righteous king of Judah, found himself facing off with the combined might of Moab, Ammon, and the Meunites. If calamity ...
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Sitting under the fig tree.: February 2006
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Sitting under the fig tree. Let me climb this mountain, let me find my little corner under Your fig tree. A quiet place, a secret place, with nothing else but a cup of coffee, my guitar, and Your Word in my heart. Tuesday, February 28, 2006. Mercy, no matter how many mistakes you make, you're given a second chance. In the words of Switchfoot - Forgiveness is right where you fell. That's the life of a log spec. Work makes you free. Posted by DoMiniC at 2/28/2006 10:46:00 PM. Monday, February 13, 2006.
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Sitting under the fig tree.: December 2005
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Sitting under the fig tree. Let me climb this mountain, let me find my little corner under Your fig tree. A quiet place, a secret place, with nothing else but a cup of coffee, my guitar, and Your Word in my heart. Friday, December 30, 2005. I realized that i have a very brutal outlook on life. Maybe it stems from the years of injuries inflicted by life. I still can feel some of these arrows sticking out of my back. I really find it hard to relate to people. I guess that's the problem. Nor the arrow that ...
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Sitting under the fig tree.: March 2006
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Sitting under the fig tree. Let me climb this mountain, let me find my little corner under Your fig tree. A quiet place, a secret place, with nothing else but a cup of coffee, my guitar, and Your Word in my heart. Sunday, March 26, 2006. Constantine had his Varagian Guards; Caesar had his Praetorians; Hitler had his SS - now it's time for Christ to have His elite MAD troopers. My vision is that we would be a cell, though small in number, be skillful and much feared by the enemy in spiritual battle. M...
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Sitting under the fig tree.: March 2005
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Sitting under the fig tree. Let me climb this mountain, let me find my little corner under Your fig tree. A quiet place, a secret place, with nothing else but a cup of coffee, my guitar, and Your Word in my heart. Friday, March 11, 2005. They say that there is no glory in the gas mask. It's true. That's part of life in the MRF - The Medical Response Force. Elite of the Medical Corp, which i'm now part of. But before the story unfolds. Here's the prelude. But we stood alone together. This is me, now.
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Sitting under the fig tree.: April 2005
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Sitting under the fig tree. Let me climb this mountain, let me find my little corner under Your fig tree. A quiet place, a secret place, with nothing else but a cup of coffee, my guitar, and Your Word in my heart. Sunday, April 24, 2005. I shall not fall again, such is the measure of my resolve.". Much had happened in the last one month. In MRF, the word that would aptly be used to describe the overall atmosphere is - tough. Running around in a heavy suit, breathing thru a gas mask ain't so fun anymore a...
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Sitting under the fig tree.: October 2005
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Sitting under the fig tree. Let me climb this mountain, let me find my little corner under Your fig tree. A quiet place, a secret place, with nothing else but a cup of coffee, my guitar, and Your Word in my heart. Sunday, October 30, 2005. The Prayer Of St. Francis. Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;. Where there is hatred, let me sow love;. When there is injury, pardon;. Where there is doubt, faith;. Where there is despair, hope;. Where there is darkness, light;. And where there is sadness, joy.
