My deep thoughs of randomness that spiral through this mind of mine. It's a platform of an explosion of the mind.
Monday, August 27, 2012
A truth
Here comes a truth. The same sun and moon that shone on Abraham, Moses, Isaac, Jacob, Buddha, Jesus and ect is the same exact sun and moon that is shining upon us this very minute. It stands witness to history and the times of men and the world.
It doesn't mean we worship the sun or the moon. We worship the creator that created the sun and the moon. The creator that'd related the earth, that made night and day. The same creator that had created each individual from the womb of its mother.
Mike Cheong
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Austin 3:16 & John 3:16
Thus, here is some fan art, of both my heroes! hope you guys enjoy it! (You can use it as a wallpaper too if you wish). All Glory unto God!
Friday, August 10, 2012
Poster: Lamentations 3:19-25
Here is another poster which i have made.
This poster comes from the Bible, in the book of Lamentations Chapter 3:19-25. It says
" 19 The thought of my pain, my homelessness, is bitter poison.
20 I think of it constantly, and my spirit is depressed.
21 Yet hope returns when I remember this one thing:
22 The Lord's unfailing love and mercy still continue,
23 Fresh as the morning, as sure as the sunrise.
24 The Lord is all I have, and so in him I put my hope.
25 The Lord is good to everyone who trusts in him,
26 So it is best for us to wait in patience—to wait for him to save us—"
I had actually asked the Holy Spirit to move me to the word that He wants to tell me, and i had opened to the page of Lamentation, which a page that i have dread to open. I guess anyone would dread because it tells of the Lord's fury upon his people where the Lord is crushing them.
The people are very crushed, and have lost all hope...they have tried everything with their own strength...they see their young men dead on the streets and the women and children are slaves.
The Lord was determined that the walls of Zion should fall, where he measured them off to make sure of a total destruction. The Law is no longer taught and the prophets have no visions from the Lord.
The people cry out, Lord, why are you punishing us? Woman are eating the bodies of the children they loved. Priest and prophets are killed in the temple itself!
The Lord in his fury has slaughter them without mercy on the day of anger.
He had bound me in chains; i am a prisoner with no hope of escape. I cry aloud for help, but God refuses to listen; I stagger as i walk; stone walls block me whenever i turn. (Lamentations 3:7-9).
Therefore i was brought to the word Lamentations 3:19-25 where by its wisdom and words have been true until this very day.
In all despair, trust in the Lord. Hope in Him! (Psalms 27). This is all we can do. Wait upon the Lord, have patience and wait upon the Lord. Surely his anger will cool down as we the people repent and come back to him with humble and contrite hearts. He will surely save you!
Surely i will see the Lords goodness in this present life! (Psalms 27)
Hope everyone enjoys it!
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Psalms 126:1-3
I was inspired to come out and produce my own scripture posters
according to that my heart has moved me to do.
I hope this would inspire you as well!
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Psalms 126:1-3 - Part of the pray of Deliverance |
it was like a dream!
2 How we laughed, how we sang for joy!
Then the other nations said about us,
The Lord did great things for them.
3 Indeed he did great things for us; "
Those of you that was a clerer copy, please feel free to mail me and i will do what i can for you.
Be Blessed!
Mike Cheong
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Dream: Directions and Paths
"if you ever loose sight of where your going,
look back to the past and remember why you came"
You can get good insight of direction and judge the situation well.
I guess I was very confused when I went to sleep,
My body was so tired yet my heart was anxious,
I couldn't sleep till the early hour of the morning as I had so much
Load of throughs that ran through my mind like the early traffic of 8.45 am
Where am I going?
Why am I doing this?
Where is my direction?
Which way should I go?
I am at a cross road,
Right or left?
North or south?
Vertical vs horizontal?
Do I swim like the fish in the deep sea?
Or do I sore like an eagle in the sky?
Do I plant my trees overlooking the morning sea,
Or do I root it in the dusky mountains?
Do I immerse with Informational Technology,
Or do I submit to the call of Arts?
Do I strive for the Mercedes Benz
Or that Audi car
Or should I get that proton saga?
Yet the sweet presence that is with me,
Told me that he doesn't see me as what people might say,
Who's to say who I am,
That tops the ranking of opinion over the one who created me?
Yes, all I hear is their voice,
Voice of people in the world,
Telling me what to do,
Deceit and hidden motives, agendas and plans
that underline their most concern voices,
But I come to that sound place,
That place of which I can hear His voice,
Holy Spirit is moving,
My physical ears can't seem to hear,
Any audible voice,
But the ears of my heart,
Rejoice for I have heard the voice if salvation,
And it's speakings and teachings for me!
Today it came in a dream,
Before I awoke and before I awake,
Half in my deep slumber,
Before I pollute my ears with the world again,
Sweet sweet directions,
Conforming and affirmation,
So ever assuring and soothing,
My word today was:
"if you ever loose sight of where your going,
look back to the past and remember why you came"
And I looked,
Pondered,
Even wondered,
The real core reasons,
I detached all the hidden motives,
Agendas and dark plans in my heart,
And looked at the innocents,
Of pure reasons of my intentions,
For I have come to know true love,
A force that fills my empty void,
To filly my empty eye sockets,
To walk in supernatural lights,
Mids' the natural tangible darkness,
Mike Cheong
Friday, July 27, 2012
Test of time
Good night and sweet dreams,
May the morning sun greet you with its splendor
May the setting sun bring content to your hearts
Sweet dreams
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Arise from your helplessness and darkness, a new Sun has dawned
When things that you used to do,
Slips through your fingers,
Things that you used to swing around,
Now danced to unfamiliar tunes,
Someone else who is in charged,
Someone whom you are not used to.
They don't listen to you no more,
Everyone knows what to do,
You are being ignored and rejected,
And they go down a path you know is wrong.
Will they ever wake up?
Will they ever stop the blaming game?
Of what I do this is because of this hurt,
And my brokenness,
And I don't have a choice,
So I react this way?
Can't they see?
This darkness they dwell is swollowing them up,
They are sinking and yet they are welcoming the sink,
Can't they wake up?
Can't they know the truth?
Will they continue to rebel?
The truth and it's freedom
Why do they love the darkness?
Why do they feel so at ease to go to sleep in them,
Comforted in the dark embrace,
No one loves you,
But the darkness do
But it soon consumes,
And it soon drowns,
And it soon wants more,
Until you have no more to give,
And it demands you to serve it,
To feed its dark hunger,
And additional things that it craves,
Feeling so trapped,
So lonely,
Crying out in dispare,
Putting up a false front,
So no one can see what's truly there,
Behind that smile and "yup, things are alright",
Is the feeling of dread to feed the darkness inside,
Darkness now grows,
It's accustomed to their living,
They go on serving him,
Until there is no more,
They look at the new,
Of how they welcome the darkness warm embrace,
But their mouths are shut,
Pride, vanity, image, style and sins,
They cannot utter a word,
Not a warning they can speak,
For the darkness has used them,
A role model for the young to keep,
Why is all I can ask,
Cry for them as they forsake the wise,
Asking the good Lord to hear my cries,
But all I can do is look upon my salvation,
The light in the darkness,
That breaks forth a saving grace,
For this undeserving earth and it's pace,
To give a deep peace that resonates within,
To rise up and to arise mightily again,
Be a witness and the role model,
To those who have none,
Be a light to the places and people,
Whom yearn for the light in their secret hearts,
Within the mystical places and among its creatures,
They will come andouille and follow them no more,
For the light is easy and freedom is free,
For He has already paid the price for you and me.
Mike