can't wait for the day
30.11.07
Lately I have been working with the new-ish Accountant. Her name is Anna and she speaks English very well. Today, while we were working she says, out of no where, "I can't wait for the day when I can see my Lord in Heaven, when there will be no more pain, or death, or troubles." It reminded me of a Cross Movement song that I've listened to numberous times. I began to sing the chorus for her and she smiled real big and said "Yes, Yes."
[Chorus]
One day I won't cry no more
Can't wait for the day when people won't die no more
Daddy's won't say, bye no more; lie no more
In the streets bullets won't fly no more
Won't feel no pain no more
Won't have to push, pull, won't have to strain no more
Won't have to walk lame no more
Won't have to play the game no more.
One day we takin off baby and ever since the Lord saved me
I've been waitin for the day we can say, it's all gravy
It's all crazy tryin seeing to see life when its all hazy
How can I persist to do right when I'm all lazy?
Feel me? Too much pain it all ails me
Vexed, cause I can feel the effects of the Fall daily
The pain in my chest it strong, let's get on
Come Lord, quick, bring on the eschaton
End the search, start the new earth, flex your true worth
Honor your Son, let Him come, perfect the new birth
And We don't gotta prove that God is cool
Just know when God is through no more godless rule
So I'm anxious to praise the Ancient of Days
My brain's still amazed at how I can see that pain is a phase
Soon to be eclipsed at the Son's return
When we get what He gives and not what we've earned
[Chorus]
There's coming a day that'll be much better than now
No more hurts. no more work by the sweat of your brow
No more drunk drivers drivin all out of control
No more flats and being stuck on the side of the road
Believe me, no more turning on the T.V
Seeing kids say, for the price of coffee you can feed me
In fact, no more anthrax in the mail
No jail, no blizzards, no twisters, no hail
It'll be the end of rain and the end of planes
Being highjacked and flown into window panes
It'll be nice just, imagine a world that'll be righteous
No more Middle East crisis
No more drugs, and no more thugs and pimps
No more beat-downs, and no more getting mugged for timbs
No need for ramps cause no need for wheel chairs
No need for weaves cause you'll feel your real hair
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
One day when this life is over we will live forever
together with our king
Christ is the Rock and believe me the Rock's steady
He drops heavy, so stop screaming I'm not ready
God said He's coming like a thief kid so peep it
He'll creep it's meant to be unknown like a secret
This is what many are having beef with
Gods rotiseree style can make a brothers teeth grit
Cause He's quick but according to our concept of speed
Looking at man He thought about the depth of our need
So what this means is, He's not slow, the King is
Waitin to bring kids into Christ where real Bling is
So they can sing His praise because they've seen this
God spill His blood to show love at its zenith
He proved He cut for them
Look what He gave up for them
Paid His life since you can't pay bucks for sin
Justice then teamed up with longsuffering
Big ups to Him who gave you and me time to trust in Him
[Chorus]
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11/30/2007 10:36:00 PM
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oh shit handles
29.11.07
... you know... the handles above the door in a vehicle? I always thought they were rather silly feature. They're pretty much useless on the paved roads of america. Let me tell you, they are useful here. The roads here are BUmPy! Picture a gravel road that hasn't had any maintence in years. Gigantic potholes, pumps, and stones makes for a very rocky ride. Holding the "oh shit handles" gives the body extra stability so you can avoid having your shoulder, elbow (and sometimes head) from constantly bashing the door. Yep, not a bad feature at all. :)
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11/29/2007 01:17:00 PM
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inthia
28.11.07
... from the mouth of an 22 month little boy. His name is Jacob and arrived with his parents and baby sister just over a week ago. Everyone here loves him. He has learned to greet people with "Shikamoo", which is the typical greeting to anyone older then you. I'm afraid Jacob may learn Swahili faster then I will. It's really not going so well for me. Christine, Jacob's mom, is also learning Swahili so I'm hoping we can learn together.
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11/28/2007 11:42:00 AM
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skype is a wonderful thing!
27.11.07
I talked to my sis for 2 hours on Sunday night, absolutely free! It was great to hear about life back home. I'm not homesick at all but I do miss my peeps and a few other random things.
If you use Skype (and you SHOULD!) feel free to add me: cynchathought and talk to me. If you'd rather email, then, I guess that's ok. haha. :)
Cynthia
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11/27/2007 10:26:00 PM
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life's a party, so it seems
23.11.07
A friend wrote me today and said that my life in Africa looks like a party! haha. Yes, I do have a bit of a social life but I DO work. As mentioned in a earlier post I typically work weekdays 8:30 - 5:30. Weekends are for church and play. My major role out here at Pamoja is to be the Production Designer for the Video Musical Project. As the script is still being written, my role has yet to come into play. In the meantime I'm learning what it is to be a Production designer, I'm designing the interior decorating of 3 apartments and the video studio, I'm doing graphic design work, and I'm helping with data entry and developing some new accounting practices.
This week I was finalizing the interior decorating designs for the video studio and one of the apartments. In the livingroom I have two colours joining each other on one wall. Rather then using a hard line between the two colours I'm going to paint a design which will move from one colour into the other. This is the design (minus the copyright of course). It's going to be hard work especially with all the circles but it'll be awesome when it's done!
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11/23/2007 12:27:00 AM
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The broken clock...
20.11.07
...is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you
The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
with a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain is there healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you
I'm hangin' on another day
Just to see what you will throw my way
And I'm hanging on to the words you say
You said that I will be ok
The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
with a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm still holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you
- Lifehouse, Broken
posted by Cynthia at
11/20/2007 01:15:00 AM
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chicken on the curb
18.11.07
Last Tuesday, Nadine, her friend, Rudy and I went out for dinner. As I sat outside on a bench, hunched over a table of the same height, eating chicken with my fingers, with loud chanting coming from Mosque down the street, in a place that is an auto repair shop by day and a restaurant by night, I thought about how primitive and haphazard so many things are done here, which is so contradictory to many of the standards that I expect (and sometimes demand), and yet I can't help but find the beauty in it!
posted by Cynthia at
11/18/2007 10:47:00 AM
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all sorts of things
15.11.07
Well, I've been here for a month already! It's really hard to believe.
I work from 8:30 am - 5:30 pm most days, with a 20-30 min Chai time at 10:30 am and Lunch from 1-2 pm. I keep busy doing all sorts of things. One of my tasks is to decorate 3 living spaces so that guests and missionaries can feel at home. All the furniture gets made on site by Saidi, the carpenter. Below are 4 pieces I designed. Sig and Saidi will take my designs and figure out how to make them. Cool, eh?
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11/15/2007 09:44:00 PM
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oi!
Why is the power always out whenever I want to shower?
posted by Cynthia at
11/15/2007 04:00:00 PM
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happy medium
14.11.07
4 days in Africa: I get a marriage proposal (though thoroughly unwanted).
4 years in Canada: Not one date.
Anywhere in between would be fine.
posted by Cynthia at
11/14/2007 03:54:00 AM
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Mt. Kilimanjaro
13.11.07
enough said! :)
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11/13/2007 12:02:00 PM
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you can't tell me God doesn't have a sense of humor!
8.11.07
Look at these things!
They're bush babies. I haven't seen one yet (they're nocturnal) but I hear them all the time. They sound like loud babies. At times like a crying baby, at other times like a laughing baby, and sometimes like a screeching baby. Every time I hear them I can't help but chuckle to myself.
posted by Cynthia at
11/08/2007 08:00:00 PM
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m & m's...
7.11.07
a little taste of home.
Thanks Nadine!
posted by Cynthia at
11/07/2007 09:42:00 PM
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roommate
I have a new roommate. His name is Mr. Gecko. He eats the bugs. He is fondly named in honour of Mr. Echo, of LOST. :)
posted by Cynthia at
11/07/2007 08:27:00 AM
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blogging issues
6.11.07
I'm finding it difficult these days to blog. Basically, I meant to describe my experiences but I find that there is so much that I wanted to write about but I can not seem to find the time to put all my thoughts into words. As the days pass the task becomes even more daunting.
I've decided to take a new approach. I've decided that instead of trying to document everything as it happens. I'm just going to share stories, funny conversations, things I miss, things I'm learning, etc. These entries will usually be short but they should be more frequent and therefore more interesting to you. :)
I've completed another newsletter, be sure to download it.
Cynthia
~one love
posted by Cynthia at
11/06/2007 08:15:00 AM
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