date: Friday, July 08, 2005 @ 10:40 pm
title: 2nd..
I'm no more a 2nd generation Christian anymore.
Burnt my root. Replaced my wineskin. Erased my past.
These few days as we gathered together to pray.
The songs they sang.
To me are so terribly ancient and soft to me.
My mouth refused to hit the beats.
I dun care whether it is a curse or a blessing.
I worship God my style. My unique way.
Might be unpopular but I dun care.
God looks @ the heart of worship,
not how one perfect one's squeaky voice.
He desires unquenchable worshippers.
Not some mediocre parrots.
That might be one of the reasons,
I disown my past to carry the cross and follow Him.
I dun wan to be another parrot.
1st generation hungry for God..
Woohoohoo!!
