My song

Fashion is my passion,passion is my fashion.Fashion feeds my passion,passion feeds my fashion.

“Then Mary took a twelve-ounce jar of expensive perfume made from essence of nard,and she anointed Jesus’ feet with it,wiping his feet with her hair.The house was filled with the fragrance.” John 12:3.

When we love the Truth and truly Love,the fragrance of our heart cannot stop  filling the temple of Christ. 

Anoint!

Mongolian men own a poem: “In the fire of my passion in my wild youth, to my faithful love I didn’t say I’d die for her,but I sweared it to my land…”

Mongolians call their land “motherland”-the land they fell on from a mother’s womb,the land welcomed them to the earth,the land they’re destined to love with their breath…

Motherland-the mother of my grass I crawled on,the mother of my river I cried by,the mother of my flowers I played with,the mother of my butterfly I ran with,the mother of my friend I grew with,…

Mongolians are warriors in the history,many are angry,but we honor our King Chingis…

I’m Mongolian today because of our history.I speak Mongolian today because of our heroes.

The unity and unique passion moved a nation was dying inside…The warriors and wisdom saved a culture was wrestling in the middle…

I don’t know a fine Mongolian artist who didn’t write about his mother and motherland…I don’t know a fine Mongolian singer who didn’t sing about her mother and motherland…I don’t know a fine Mongolian man who didn’t fight for his mother and motherland…

The motherland-the tune of their world,the touch of their compassion,the flame of their passion,…

They can love with compassion,live with passion,…and die for generation.

“The light of a man’s life is the fire of his passion,”I think.   

Shine!

    

One of my favorite books is “Authentic beauty.” Leslie and Eric Ludy are my favorite Christ lovers,writers,leaders,…I deeply respect them and enjoy their books.

I didn’t grow up in an American culture,but the book helps me “feel” the environment girls go through,and it frigthens me.

I didn’t come from a beautiful past, but the book makes me “dance” in the embrace of my Prince,and it delights me.

I “started” in a Christian church in a non-Christian culture.I was preached to hate “sins” but not the “sinners.” We (girls and boys) were given the “rules” by our pastor for our physical boundaries (such as boys shouldn’t touch girls from their neck to knees).I still do have respect for them as I believe they have protected us in many ways.And even in America,I read,loved, and followed a book written by Eric (and Leslie,”When God writes your love story” ) about honoring his future mate with his interaction with other girls even long before he met her.I appreciate this “love.”

Unexpectedly,my experience in a Christian culture has been “challenging.”

I didn’t know a Christian church could use their “power” to make believers throw stones at a believer.I didn’t know Christian leaders could use their “power” to make churches throw a believer out of God’s house.

But I know that Bible says the greatest of all commandments of God are to love Him with our all and love our neighbours as we love ourselves.

I believe that means being humble enough to forgive and love others even when they make mistakes,I’m following that.I read Jesus didn’t throw a word at a sinful woman even when He was the only sinless man, I’m following that,too.

Embrace!

He lived hot,loved hot,died hot,and He is risen,hot.

He Is Hot!

I love love love love…Christ.
I won’t be a cold Christ follower,I want to be a hot Christ lover.

Christ Is Hot!

“For as the waters fill the sea,the earth will be filled with an awareness of the glory of the Lord.”
(Hab.2:14.)

Taste!

Cool psalm

I waited patiently for the Lord to help me,and He turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the pit of despair,out of the mud,and the mire.
He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along.
He has given me a new song to sing,a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see what He has done and be amazed.
They will put their trust in the Lord.

Oh,the joys of those who trust the Lord,
who have no confidence in the proud or in those who worship idols.
O Lord my God,You have performed many wonders for us.
Your plans for us are too numerous to list.You have no equal.
If I tried to recite all your wonderful deeds,I would never come to the end of them.

I take joy in doing Your will,my God,for Your instructions are written on my heart.”
(Psalm 40:1-8).

Praise!

“All that I know now is partial and incomplete,but then I will know everything completely,just as God now knows me completely.” 1Cor.13:12.

I have been thinking about ‘identity’ a lot recently.I have even checked the word in an English dictionary.True self-I like that.

Then I wrote to my friend “Isn’t it better to struggle with your identity than to sit with popularity?”

I don’t,really don’t like to be someone else,but I do like to be like no one else.I have realized that’s a character I feel so deep inside of me you can’t remove even if you try so hard to make me a person who likes to “copy.”

And I do not worry about that.Actually,I’m proud of that.I think that’s why I don’t suffer with competition and comparision.I love being unique God created me to be.I want to celebrate that even more in a better and more creative way.

But I’m not about to argue with the people who think they know and have their own identity.

However,I have seen the fake world and fake people.It has helped me to shape human and humble characters in me,but I will not buy my identity from them.I have stumbled into different world and walk,but I will not die to be the person they wanted me to be.     

“Even lifeless instruments like the flute or the harp must play the notes clearly,or no one will recognize the melody.”

I am an unique instrument of God with an unique melody no one else can play.You are too.

And I have found true friends with real characters,so please don’t invite me to your party anymore.

Celebrate!  

  

 

Autumn- a hand of the Artist is touching with His mysterious pen,…beautiful.

Autumn-reminding to love the colors before the snow flakes start dancing,but not to forget the tastes of seasons…to be a better human soul,…beautiful.

Glorious,You are,our God! Gracious,You are,our God!

The beauty of Your simplicity bring us to our tears,we love You.

Love!

I worship Jesus for who He is and what He has done in my life.
(He said “I am leaving you with a gift-peace of mind and heart.And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give.”John 14:27).

But I also like Buddha (not that I believe he was God) for what kind of man he was even though he didn’t know Jesus.I respect him especially because he saw the world with different eyes in such a dark and lost time and broke (I’m sure he hated it) seeing how sin was hurting people and destroying their lives…

Today I bought a whole grain bread from a grocery store (”Judy’s bread”).I’m not really sure why but there was a small white sticker on the bag with words say “There is no higher happiness than peace.Buddha.” They tasted really good (I love any kind of bread but whole grain bread seems like less sour,and healthier for sure)!

I thought “isn’t it Peace we all strive for in our hearts and lives,and for everyone,for this world,…?”

I want to eat and share more of it…

“Always be humble and gentle.Be patient with each other,making allowance for each other’s faults because of your love.Make every effort to keep yourselves united in the Spirit,binding yourselves together with peace.” Eph.4:2

Feel!

“You’re a song written by the hands of God…”

“UYC”-Shakira

Enjoy!