你是我的眼
作詞：蕭煌奇 作曲：蕭煌奇 編曲：洪筠惠
如果我能看得見 就能輕易地分辨白天黑夜
如果我能看得見 就能準確地在人群中 牽住你的手
如果我能看得見 就能駕車帶你到處遨遊
就能驚喜的從背後 給你一個擁抱
如果我能看得見 生命也許完全不同
可能我想要的 我喜歡的 我愛的 都不一樣
眼前的黑不是黑 你說的白是什麼白
人們說的天空藍 是我記憶中那團白雲背後的藍天
我望向你的臉 卻只能看見一片虛無
是不是上帝在我眼前遮住了簾 忘了掀開
你是我的眼 帶我領略四季的變換
你是我的眼 帶我穿越擁擠的人潮
你是我的眼 帶我閱讀浩瀚的書海
因為你是我的眼 讓我看見世界就在我眼前
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2007年11月22日 星期四
How to PREACH...
... when many are wearied with the word?
Be a "gospel-teller" instead of a “preacher”.
You know how marvelously and beautifully and authentically we speak in an unguarded moment.
That's what we are, by the Holy Spirit, summoned to offer.
Then, and only then, will we be any good at all.
Then, and only then, will preaching or whatever you want to call it, will be any fun or joy or sense of that wondrous mystery God's intended it to be.
Countdown to Sunday (By Chris Erdman)
Be a "gospel-teller" instead of a “preacher”.
You know how marvelously and beautifully and authentically we speak in an unguarded moment.
That's what we are, by the Holy Spirit, summoned to offer.
Then, and only then, will we be any good at all.
Then, and only then, will preaching or whatever you want to call it, will be any fun or joy or sense of that wondrous mystery God's intended it to be.
Countdown to Sunday (By Chris Erdman)
2007年11月17日 星期六
2007年11月16日 星期五
You know you're a teacher when...
Tea and Coffee are your life.
The staffroom is your sanctuary.
Packed lunches are a part of daily life.
A social life was a thing you used to have.
The sound of the photocopier haunts you in your sleep.
You dread calls from parents.
You dream of decorating displays.
You automatically say "oh, that's interesting" when something goes wrong.
You say things once, then repeat them, then ask if everyone understands what you are saying, before repeating again.
Although school hours are 8.30-3.30, your day begins at 6am and finishes at 10pm.
Weekends are spent planning for next week, holidays are spent writing reports.
You don't know whether to laugh or cry when someone says "Teaching? That's a 9-4 job! You're so lucky!"
You want to choke a person when they say "Oh, you have so many holidays."
You also want to stab any person who says the following with a compass "Teaching? That's just about learning how to write, right?"
You can maintain a straight face in ANY situation.
You can spot incorrect grammar and spelling a mile off.
You can sense misbehaviour without actually seeing it.
You can make up games on the spot.
You realise there are never enough pencils/gluesticks/scissors in the world.
You see a child misbehaving in the supermarket you automatically give them "the glare".
You have perfected "the glare" which turns any child to stone.
The word INSPECTION or OBSERVATION sends blind panic through your system.
You get fed up with different news reports every day from politicians telling you how to do your job - why don't they spend a day in a school for a change?
You find yourself using cliche teacher phrases that you swore to yourself you would never use - e.g. "pens down, arms folded, eyes front." "I'm sorry Rick, you clearly have something more important to say/be doing than concentrating on my lesson" "tuck your shirt in" etc etc.
You start the beginning of each new term with a full set of stationery, only for it to go missing within a week. Therefore next time you write "MR/MS X" on everything, only to find this doesn't work either.
When you are out shopping in the town of your school you are greeted with at least five cries of "Hi Miss/Mr!!"
...
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The staffroom is your sanctuary.
Packed lunches are a part of daily life.
A social life was a thing you used to have.
The sound of the photocopier haunts you in your sleep.
You dread calls from parents.
You dream of decorating displays.
You automatically say "oh, that's interesting" when something goes wrong.
You say things once, then repeat them, then ask if everyone understands what you are saying, before repeating again.
Although school hours are 8.30-3.30, your day begins at 6am and finishes at 10pm.
Weekends are spent planning for next week, holidays are spent writing reports.
You don't know whether to laugh or cry when someone says "Teaching? That's a 9-4 job! You're so lucky!"
You want to choke a person when they say "Oh, you have so many holidays."
You also want to stab any person who says the following with a compass "Teaching? That's just about learning how to write, right?"
You can maintain a straight face in ANY situation.
You can spot incorrect grammar and spelling a mile off.
You can sense misbehaviour without actually seeing it.
You can make up games on the spot.
You realise there are never enough pencils/gluesticks/scissors in the world.
You see a child misbehaving in the supermarket you automatically give them "the glare".
You have perfected "the glare" which turns any child to stone.
The word INSPECTION or OBSERVATION sends blind panic through your system.
You get fed up with different news reports every day from politicians telling you how to do your job - why don't they spend a day in a school for a change?
You find yourself using cliche teacher phrases that you swore to yourself you would never use - e.g. "pens down, arms folded, eyes front." "I'm sorry Rick, you clearly have something more important to say/be doing than concentrating on my lesson" "tuck your shirt in" etc etc.
You start the beginning of each new term with a full set of stationery, only for it to go missing within a week. Therefore next time you write "MR/MS X" on everything, only to find this doesn't work either.
When you are out shopping in the town of your school you are greeted with at least five cries of "Hi Miss/Mr!!"
...
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2007年11月3日 星期六
女孩的故事
如何是好呢？
樓上不知名的獨居女孩，
那眼淚又濕了衣襟. . .
－
兩隻年邁的貓，
靜臥在沙發的角落裡。
「她怎麼這麼多眼淚？」
「不知道，反正不是在哭就是快要哭！」
－
女孩在窗前用她的眼淚寫詩──
『我在自己身上尋找
想看看它們是哪裡制造
出廠日期是幾時
以及訂單是哪裡
可是我羞於找到答案
甚至害怕任何証明』
－
可是啊，我們都知道：
女孩常推著一車辛酸，沿街叫賣。
只有那兩隻貓作伴
一隻，追逐她的，恐懼
一隻，舔拭自己的，影子
－
直到某天，父親回來
男人的臂膀，背著她瘦小的身軀，消隱在長廊
他喚她作「彩虹」
鄰居們也聽過他叫她「公主」
－
啪的一聲，一隻貓從沙發上掉了下來。
「他來找她？我不明白！」
角落的那隻，凝望著久未開啟的門，
「他說那是她的名字，代表他記得他的承諾。」
－
－
（給所有愛哭的女孩，眼淚不是武器，父親的心才是一切的答案。他記得，他來找你。）
－
2007年11月1日 星期四
讓我們盪起雙槳
降溫了，灰濛濛的天，還下著微雨。
學生們考試進入第三天，監考兩小時不能睡、不能看書、也無人聊天。
百無聊賴的我為諸般需要禱告了一番、又享受了一陣和上帝對話的時間。
還是哪裡也不能去，腦海卻浮現這首兒時的歌。
讓我們蕩起雙漿
少女版：youtube 1995年懷舊MTV
童聲合唱版：一定要聽！
讓我們蕩起雙漿 小船兒推開波浪
海面倒映著美麗的白塔 四周環繞著綠樹紅牆。
小船兒輕輕飄蕩在水中 迎面吹來了涼爽的風
紅領巾映著太陽 陽光撒在海面上
水中魚兒望著我們 靜靜的聽我們愉快歌唱
小船兒輕輕飄蕩在水中 迎面吹來了涼爽的風
做完了一天的功課 我們來盡情歡樂
我問你親愛的伙伴 誰給我們安排下幸福的生活
小船兒輕輕飄蕩在水中 迎面吹來了涼爽的風
學生們考試進入第三天，監考兩小時不能睡、不能看書、也無人聊天。
百無聊賴的我為諸般需要禱告了一番、又享受了一陣和上帝對話的時間。
還是哪裡也不能去，腦海卻浮現這首兒時的歌。
讓我們蕩起雙漿
少女版：youtube 1995年懷舊MTV
童聲合唱版：一定要聽！
讓我們蕩起雙漿 小船兒推開波浪
海面倒映著美麗的白塔 四周環繞著綠樹紅牆。
小船兒輕輕飄蕩在水中 迎面吹來了涼爽的風
紅領巾映著太陽 陽光撒在海面上
水中魚兒望著我們 靜靜的聽我們愉快歌唱
小船兒輕輕飄蕩在水中 迎面吹來了涼爽的風
做完了一天的功課 我們來盡情歡樂
我問你親愛的伙伴 誰給我們安排下幸福的生活
小船兒輕輕飄蕩在水中 迎面吹來了涼爽的風
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