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                <title>Five lives</title>
                <link>http://brokensaint20.i.ph/blogs/brokensaint20/?p=24</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 01:26:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&nbsp;Some random emo thoughts..&nbsp;I wish I have five lives, and be born in different places, ...grow with different careers. I want to become a painter and paint the bridges with joy...A musician and compose the most wonderful music...An engineer and build towers that will reach the clouds...A baker and bake...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;Some random emo thoughts..</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><strong><font face="georgia,palatino">I wish I have five lives, and be born in different places, <br />...grow with different careers. <br />I want to become a painter and paint the bridges with joy...<br />A musician and compose the most wonderful music...<br />An engineer and build towers that will reach the clouds...<br />A baker and bake the sweetest cake...<br />An astronomer and see the wonders of the stars&hellip;<br /><br />...and still fall in love with the same person five times, over and over again.</font></strong></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>I remember you when it rains - poem</title>
                <link>http://brokensaint20.i.ph/blogs/brokensaint20/?p=22</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>brokensaint20</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;It&#39;s been raining again, and here I am reminiscing. I&#39;ve been working on this poem for the entire day. Some sad memories babbled out of my head. I remember the days&hellip; our childhood days&hellip;When we used to play and dash in the rain.We love the splashes, the laughter&hellip; the joy...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="left"> <a href="http://brokensaint20.i.ph/photo/205/619" target="_blank"></a></p><p align="left"><a href="http://brokensaint20.i.ph/photo/205/623" target="_blank"><p align="center">&nbsp;</p><p align="center"><img src="http://brokensaint20.i.ph/photo/d/623-1/New+Picture.JPG?g2_GALLERYSID=TMP_SESSION_ID_DI_NOISSES_PMT" border="0" /></p></a><a href="http://brokensaint20.i.ph/photo/205/623" target="_blank"><p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;It&#39;s been raining again, and here I am reminiscing. I&#39;ve been working on this poem for the entire day. Some sad memories babbled out of my head. </p></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><font face="georgia,palatino"><span style="font-size: 9pt">I remember the days&hellip; our childhood days&hellip;<o:p></o:p><br />When we used to play and dash in the rain.<o:p></o:p><br />We love the splashes, the laughter&hellip; the joy it brings.<o:p></o:p><br />As we and our friends laughing our hearts out, running around nastily.<o:p></o:p><br />The mud, the slide, the bruises and the chills doesn&rsquo;t matter.<o:p></o:p><br />Where the only thing that matters for us is our schooling and our &ldquo;baon&rdquo;.<o:p></o:p><br />We used to teased ourselves as crushes&hellip; those sweet innocent days.<o:p></o:p><br />And the vow of our friendship over a bowl of &quot;sopas&quot;...<o:p></o:p><br />Listening to the rain&hellip; falling on our tin roof<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>                    <p class="MsoNormal"><font face="georgia,palatino"><span style="font-size: 9pt">I remember the days&hellip; our high school days&hellip;<o:p></o:p><br />When we used to be more like the grown ups.<o:p></o:p><br />Yet we still love the rain, the sensation, and the mirth&hellip; the bliss it brings.<o:p></o:p><br />Took off our shoes, wrap our stuffs around with plastic bags, running hastily.<o:p></o:p><br />Our books, our clothes, doesn&rsquo;t matter even we get soaked wet.<o:p></o:p><br />Where the only thing matters for us is our assignments and our &ldquo;allowances&rdquo;<o:p></o:p><br />You used to tease me &ldquo;bansot&rdquo;, you grew up so fast&hellip; you were taller than me<o:p></o:p><br />You lay your head on my shoulder, and were dreaming of the future...<o:p></o:p><br />As we listen to the raindrops&hellip; making sound on our tin roof<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>                    <p class="MsoNormal"><font face="georgia,palatino"><span style="font-size: 9pt"><o:p></o:p>I remember the days&hellip; our college days&hellip;<o:p></o:p><br />When we parted ways to pursue our studies.<o:p></o:p><br />We love chatting, the &ldquo;texting&rdquo;, the cheer&hellip; <br />the glee it brings, knowing that you&rsquo;re OK.<o:p></o:p><br />As we recall our days, our hearts smiling over our reminiscence,<br />missing each other tearfully.<o:p></o:p><br />The stress, the insomnia, the pressure of college life doesn&rsquo;t matter.<o:p></o:p><br />Our longing to see each other overwhelms them all.<o:p></o:p><br />We used to &ldquo;missed call&rdquo; each others phones twice before we sleep&hellip; <br />...as our goodnight kisses<o:p></o:p><br />You used to wake me up in the morning with a ring, like you were just there...<o:p></o:p><br />I rouse from my slumber&hellip; hearing the cloud juice falling on our brick roof<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>  <p class="MsoNormal"><font face="georgia,palatino"><span style="font-size: 9pt"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></font></p>                          <p class="MsoNormal"><font face="georgia,palatino"><span style="font-size: 9pt">I remember the day&hellip; that very day...<o:p></o:p><br />When I have waited, standing in the rain.<o:p></o:p><br />The place we love, the familiar scene&hellip; our meeting place.<o:p></o:p><br />One of our friends called, his voice, his tone so hesitantly...<o:p></o:p><br />Upon hearing his words, my heart shattered like thunder.<o:p></o:p><br />The mud, the slide, the bruises and the chills doesn&rsquo;t matter...<o:p></o:p><br />I straddled, I ran, I came rushing my pace, heading that road<o:p></o:p><br />The road where I use to see you coming, waving from afar.<o:p></o:p><br />But there is no you coming home, only mist that the rain had created.<o:p></o:p><br />Seems like our hopes had been torn to pieces, our dreams are mere evanescence.<o:p></o:p><br />My knees had weakened, my body had become numb, <br />and my arms&hellip; shaking in remorse.<o:p></o:p><br />My tears flooded, mixed up with the rain from the gloomy sky...<o:p></o:p><br />Looking up at the heavens screaming out loud, asking Him &ldquo;why?&rdquo;<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>  <p class="MsoNormal"><font face="georgia,palatino"><span style="font-size: 9pt"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></font></p>    <p class="MsoNormal"><font face="georgia,palatino"><span style="font-size: 9pt">Do you still remember how much we love the rain?<o:p></o:p><br />Or can you still recall those moments we&rsquo;ve shared&hellip; <br />...the joy, the sorrow, the pain?<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>  <p class="MsoNormal"><font face="georgia,palatino"><span style="font-size: 9pt">Sigh***<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>          <p class="MsoNormal"><font face="georgia,palatino"><span style="font-size: 9pt">But all that I can do is to stand here&hellip; look up high, stare at the clouds above us.<o:p></o:p><br />Let the raindrops drench me with madness, let it soak me in its onus.<o:p></o:p><br />Time is what I need, and forbearance is my devoir...<o:p></o:p><br />Will I be able to make it?<o:p></o:p><br />As long as you are safe here; here in my sounding memory...<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>  <p class="MsoNormal"><font face="georgia,palatino"><span style="font-size: 9pt">I will remember you when it rains.</span></font></p><p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p><p class="MsoNormal"><font color="#ffff99" size="2">&nbsp;This is for you best friend. :)</font><br /></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>The First time i loved forever</title>
                <link>http://brokensaint20.i.ph/blogs/brokensaint20/?p=21</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 23:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[You might call me sissy for loving this song, but believe it or not, I am just four years old when I first fell in love with this song. Though I dont really understand the message of the song, oh yeah I&rsquo;m just 4, the musicality and the poem itself...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="1">You might call me sissy for loving this song, but believe it or not, I am just four years old when I first fell in love with this song. Though I dont really understand the message of the song, oh yeah I&rsquo;m just 4, the musicality and the poem itself left an unforgettable impression in my ears and in my brain. Its like a &quot;Last Song Syndrome&quot;, keeps playing in my head. Every time I hear this song playing, no matter where I am, I stop for a while till the song is through. And until now this remains one of my favorite love songs.</font></p>    <p class="MsoNormal"><font size="1">The song itself is remarkable. Sung by Lisa Angelle, lyrics by Melanie Safka, a famous song writer, and the poem by Edward Estlin Cummings; my favorite poet. This is actually the main theme song for the TV series &ldquo;Beauty and the Beast&rdquo; way back the 80&rsquo;s. Main cast includes Vincent, a lion faced man who lives in the suburb of <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">New York</st1:place></st1:state>, and Catherine, a beautiful heiress to whom Vincent fell in love with. The TV series lasted for almost a decade and considered as one of the most romantic TV series in history.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center">&nbsp;</p><p align="center">     <object height="80" width="300"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3U6rCUWdfX/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3U6rCUWdfX/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"></embed></object>   <br /></p><p align="center"><font class="txt_1"><strong>The First Time I Loved Forever</strong><br /> <br /></font></p><p align="center"><font class="txt_1"> Poem:<br /> &ldquo;Somewhere I have never traveled<br /> Gladly beyond any experience<br /> Your eyes have their silence<br /> And your most frail gesture of things<br /> Which enclose me<br /> But which I cannot touch<br /> Because they are too near.&rdquo;<br /> <br /></font></p><p align="center"><font class="txt_1"> The first time I loved forever</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> Was when you whispered my name</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> And I knew at once you loved me</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> For the me of who I am</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> </font><br /><font class="txt_1"> The first time I loved forever</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> I cast all else aside</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> And I bid my heart to follow</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> Be there no more need to hide</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> </font><br /><font class="txt_1"> And if wishes and dreams</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> Are merely for children</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> And if love&#39;s a tale for fools</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> I&#39;ll live the dream with you</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> </font><br /><font class="txt_1"> Poem:</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> &ldquo;oh, if your words be to close me</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> I, my life will shut, very beautifully</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> Suddenly, as when the heart of this flower</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> Imagines the snow carefully, everywhere</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> descending&rdquo;.</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> </font><br /><font class="txt_1"> For all my life and forever</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> There&#39;s a truth I will always know</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> When my world divides and shatters</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> Your love is where I&#39;ll go</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> </font><br /><font class="txt_1"> Poem:</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> &ldquo;I do not know what it is about you that closes</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> and opens. Only something in me understands</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.</font><br /><font class="txt_1"> Nobody, not even the rain has such small hands.&rdquo;</font></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Switchfoot in Manila</title>
                <link>http://brokensaint20.i.ph/blogs/brokensaint20/?p=20</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&nbsp; Whew! I&rsquo;ve been so dormant with my blogging for months, almost a year, and there are so many things that had&nbsp;&nbsp; happened that I really wanted to post here. After posting on their site for years asking them to have their concert here in the Philippines, and finally its...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="justify"><a href="http://brokensaint20.i.ph/photo/555/608" target="_blank"><img src="http://brokensaint20.i.ph/photo/d/608-1/switchfoot.jpg?g2_GALLERYSID=TMP_SESSION_ID_DI_NOISSES_PMT" align="left" border="0" height="306" width="229" /></a>&nbsp; Whew! I&rsquo;ve been so dormant with my blogging for months, almost a year, and there are so many things that had&nbsp;&nbsp; happened that I really wanted to post here.     </p><p class="MsoNormal" align="justify">After posting on their site for years asking them to have their concert here in the <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:country-region w:st="on">Philippines</st1:country-region></st1:place>, and finally its like a dream come true. I&rsquo;ve been a huge Switchfoot fan since high school. It all started after my classmate bought their first 3 albums and we instantly fell in love with their music. And to add up to that, hearing their songs as OST in the movie &ldquo;A walk to remember&rdquo; gives its toll. We we&rsquo;re crazy about Switchfoot. I started collecting their albums. </p><p align="justify">&nbsp;</p><p class="MsoNormal" align="justify">September 10, the highly anticipated event had come. We arrived at the&nbsp; venue and the place is already crowded with people trying to get in into the astrodome. There are five of us, friends from <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Lucena</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">City</st1:placetype></st1:place>, who&rsquo;s really looking forward for this event. Sadly, only I and my ex best friend were able to see them performing live in <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Manila</st1:place></st1:city>. &ldquo;Salamin&rdquo;, a local band&rdquo;, performed as front act and they really rock! Not bad, for Paolo Valenciano and his groupie, who really knows how to set the crowd head banging. Then they entered the stage and all Switchfoot fan started to get crazy. Most of the songs that they played are from their latest album &ldquo;Oh Gravity&rdquo;. But the crowd gets wilder and higher (spirit lifted?) as the band plays some of their favorite hits like Dare you to move, this is your life, and Only hope. The concert ended with all fans satisfied for what they have paid for. Local band and showbiz celebrities, who watched the concert as well, are added bonus. People started taking pictures with them after the show. I and my ex posed with Hale and Mayonnaise.</p><p align="justify">&nbsp;</p><p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Sorrow of the rain - haiku</title>
                <link>http://brokensaint20.i.ph/blogs/brokensaint20/?p=19</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 02:51:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>brokensaint20</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&nbsp; It&rsquo;s been raining cats and dogs the whole day. And there&rsquo;s nothing I can do but stay within our roofs shelter. I really like when it rains. It&rsquo;s like the sky is grieving in tears, pouring to drench the ground in sorrow in the absence of the ever warming...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://brokensaint20.i.ph/photo/555/566" target="_blank"><img src="http://brokensaint20.i.ph/photo/d/567-1/DSC00266.JPG?g2_GALLERYSID=TMP_SESSION_ID_DI_NOISSES_PMT" align="left" border="0" height="103" width="103" /></a>&nbsp; </p><p class="MsoNormal">It&rsquo;s been raining cats and dogs the whole day. And there&rsquo;s nothing I can do but stay within our roofs shelter. I really like when it rains. It&rsquo;s like the sky is grieving in tears, pouring to drench the ground in sorrow in the absence of the ever warming sun. So I wrote down a haiku&hellip;</p><blockquote><p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;  </p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><font color="#ffffcc" face="georgia,palatino"><strong>The sun hides away<br />His warmth abandoned the earth<br />Dark and cold it was</strong></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><font color="#ffffcc" face="georgia,palatino"><strong>The sky frowned and cries<br />And tears begins to fall down<br />Each drops cooled the ground</strong></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><font color="#ffffcc" face="georgia,palatino"><strong>Chilling wind blew then<br />The air resound its lament</strong>&nbsp;<br /><strong>Shrills of her sorrow</strong></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><font color="#ffffcc" face="georgia,palatino"><strong>Longing for the Sun<br />Her strength can no longer hold<br />She wept more and more</strong></font></p><p align="center"><font color="#ffffcc" face="georgia,palatino"><strong>Oh dear sky hold still<br />Drench is the earth with your tears<br />Rushing bitter floods<o:p><br /></o:p></strong></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><font color="#ffffcc" face="georgia,palatino"><strong>Sun will shine again<br />Be glad he&rsquo;ll wipe your tears dry<br />Joy will be restored<br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></font></p>  </blockquote>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Simpsonized!!!</title>
                <link>http://brokensaint20.i.ph/blogs/brokensaint20/?p=18</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 10:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Though Simpson movie had been shown months ago, I gave myself a chance to become a Springfield citizen by Simpsonizing myself.&nbsp; It was really fun creating your very own Simpson character. Try them too.]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[Though Simpson movie had been shown months ago, I gave myself a chance to become a Springfield citizen by Simpsonizing myself.&nbsp; It was really fun creating your very own Simpson character. Try them too.          <br /><br /><p align="center"><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,29,0" height="391" width="370"><param name="movie" value="http://www.simpsonsmovie.com/content/walkcycle/town.swf?aid=5104495"></param><param name="quality" value="high"></param><embed src="http://www.simpsonsmovie.com/content/walkcycle/town.swf?aid=5104495" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="391" width="370"></embed></object></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Your Heart's Call - poem</title>
                <link>http://brokensaint20.i.ph/blogs/brokensaint20/?p=17</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 01:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[This piece was actually a drafted message I have sent to a dear friend through sms. The first paragraph was my original short poem I have created with my cellphones' notepad, then as I write down, more words babbled from my thoughts, thus completing this four-paragraph-poem. Your heart screaming echoes...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" align="left">This piece was actually a drafted message I have sent to a dear friend through sms. The first paragraph was my original short poem I have created with my cellphones' notepad, then as I write down, more words babbled from my thoughts, thus completing this four-paragraph-poem. </p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><b><font size="2"><b>Your heart screaming echoes on walls<br>That it's faintest sound, <br>Though like whisper<br>Is a loud thunder in my chest</b></font></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><b><font size="2"><b>Tried to cover my ears<br>Run away from the source<br>And the further I go<br>The louder it speaks<br></b></font></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><b><font size="2"><b>Like an enormous beating drum</b></font><br>Each throb berths pain<br>As if one moment without you<br><font size="2"><b>Will be a heartache I cannot bear</b></font></b></p><p align="center">          <b><font size="2"><b>I hold my hand close to my chest<br>I hear my heart responds<br>As it has its own mind<br>Crying back to your call<br><br><br></b></font></b></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Never Lose The Wonder</title>
                <link>http://brokensaint20.i.ph/blogs/brokensaint20/?p=15</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 05:17:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>brokensaint20</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Never Lose The Wonder lyrics [audio:http://brokensaint20.i.ph/music/calliope.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=547]Artist - Tim HughesAlbum - Here I Am To WorshipLyrics - Never Lose The WonderLord, this heart must singof all that You have done for methe beauty of the crossthe greatness of Your lossso i&#39;ll thank You for the daywhen You washed my sin awayI...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="center">Never Lose The Wonder lyrics <br />[audio:http://brokensaint20.i.ph/music/calliope.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=547]<br /></p><p align="center">Artist - Tim Hughes<br />Album - Here I Am To Worship<br />Lyrics - Never Lose The Wonder<br /></p><p align="center"><br />Lord, this heart must sing<br />of all that You have done for me<br />the beauty of the cross<br />the greatness of Your loss<br />so i&#39;ll thank You for the day<br />when You washed my sin away<br /><br /></p><p align="center">I will never lose the wonder, of the blood You shed for me<br />there could be no greater, <br />love that this through all eternity<br /><br /></p><p align="center">so i&#39;ll thank You for the day<br />when You washed my sin away<br />You washed it away<br /><br /></p><p align="center">help me understand<br />just what it meant for You, Jesus<br />the holy King of all upon a sinner&#39;s cross<br /><br /></p><p align="center">so i&#39;ll thank You for the day<br />when You washed my sin away<br /><br /></p><p align="center">i will never lose the wonder of the blood You shed for me<br />there could be no greater, <br />love that this through all eternity ( x2 )<br /><br /></p><p align="center">So i&#39;ll thank You for the day<br />When You washed my sin away<br /><br /></p><p align="center">Nerver lose the wonder Lord...<br />beauty of the cross greatness of your loss<br /><br /></p><p align="center">i will never lose the wonder of the blood You shed for me<br />there could be no greater, <br />love that this through all eternity<br /><br /></p><p align="center">so i&#39;ll thank You for the day<br />when You washed my sin away<br />so i&#39;ll thank You for the day<br />when You washed my sin away                     </p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Hillsong United Live in Manila</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 01:59:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;Hillsong United Live: the worship night of your life! That&rsquo;s what the teaser says. After struggling to get some tickets, I&rsquo;ve finally grabbed 5 for me and my friends. Unfortunately, it was for general admission ticket&hellip; no more 800, nor 700, or 550 either. However, it&rsquo;s not the artist that...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> <a href="http://brokensaint20.i.ph/photo/calliope.php?g2_view=core.ShowItem&g2_itemId=255"><img src="http://brokensaint20.i.ph/photo/calliope.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=255" align="right" border="0" height="255" width="360" /></a>&nbsp;&nbsp;Hillsong United Live: the worship night of your life! That&rsquo;s what the teaser says. After struggling to get some tickets, I&rsquo;ve finally grabbed 5 for me and my friends. Unfortunately, it was for general admission ticket&hellip; no more 800, nor 700, or 550 either. However, it&rsquo;s not the artist that we&rsquo;ve paid for, it&rsquo;s the worship with them.  </p> <p> I&rsquo;ve been a big fan of Hillsong United. I admire their anointing when it comes to song writing. Never have they failed to create a song so powerful and moving, and those songs have been always an inspiration to many song writers and worshippers. The song &ldquo;Forever&rdquo; and &ldquo;Saving Grace&rdquo; of Best friend have been always my favorites. </p> <p> It was 21<sup>st</sup> of November, the most highly awaited night of my life, the chance to worship with the Hillsong peeps. Though I had already been of the Hillsong worship team, way back 2004, when Darlene and Ruth Atanacio conducted &quot;Extravagant Worship&quot; workshop as well as Rueben Morgan&#39;s, and I have been given the priviledge to go with the team to different regions of the Philippines, the experience to worship with the Hillsong United is extra ordinary. The gate of the stadium was flooded with young people trying to get in and get a sit as close to the stage as possible. We had our way in and the stadium was already crowded with so many young people coming from the metro and nearby provinces. The show started 30 minutes late, but its all worth it for security compliance, we undestand them. Then the band starts to play, and the crowd goes wild. Wild as warriors ready for battle. The atmosphere was so immersed with His presence, and I myself can&rsquo;t deny it. The worship last for more than two hours of spirit filled song of praises and worship. I almost cried out my soul out when they sung the song &ldquo;Forever&rdquo;, which has been my personal song to Him in times of rough road. The concert ended with smile on our faces, an evidence of satisfaction of our spirit. Not bad for 400-peso ticket&hellip; lolz! It was indeed a worship night of my life.</p><p>&nbsp;Thanks Praise Incorporated! Thanks Ate Cookie (CEO Praise Inc.), Thanks Don Ramon (Sarilikha and Gusi Records). </p><p>&nbsp;God bless ya&#39;ll! See yah again... Hillsong Worship Tour (Mighty To Save) <br /></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>The Distance</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Nov 2006 05:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&quot;The Distance&quot;Evan and Jaron [audio:http://brokensaint20.i.ph/music/calliope.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=363]The sky has lost it&#39;s color The sun has turned to grey At least that&#39;s how it feels to me Whenever you&#39;re away I crawl up in the corner As I watch the minutes pass Each one brings me closer to The time when you&#39;ll be...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<div align="center"><strong>&quot;The Distance&quot;</strong><br /></div><p align="center">Evan and Jaron</p><p align="center"><br /></p><div align="center">    [audio:http://brokensaint20.i.ph/music/calliope.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=363]<br /><br /><br /></div><p align="center">The sky has lost it&#39;s color<br /> The sun has turned to grey<br /> At least that&#39;s how it feels to me<br /> Whenever you&#39;re away<br /> I crawl up in the corner<br /> As I watch the minutes pass<br /> Each one brings me closer to<br /> The time when you&#39;ll be back<br /> You&#39;re coming back</p><p align="center"> I can&#39;t take the distance<br /> I can&#39;t take the miles<br /> I can&#39;t take the time<br /> Until the next time I see you smile<br /> I can&#39;t take the distance<br /> And I&#39;m not ashamed<br /> That I can&#39;t take a breath without saying your name</p><p align="center"> But I can brave a hurricane<br /> And still be standing tall when all the dust has settled down<br /> But I can&#39;t take the distance</p><p align="center"> I still believe in feelings<br /> But sometimes I feel too much<br /> I make believe you&#39;re close to me<br /> But it ain&#39;t close enough<br /> Not nearly close enough <br /></p><p align="center"> I can&#39;t take the distance<br /> I can&#39;t take the miles<br /> I can&#39;t take the time<br /> Until the next time I see you smile<br /> I can&#39;t take the distance<br /> And I&#39;m not ashamed<br /> That I can&#39;t take a breath without saying your name</p><p align="center"> But I can brave a hurricane<br /> And still be standing tall when all the dust has settled down<br /> I can&#39;t take the distance<br /> I can&#39;t take the miles<br /> I can&#39;t take the time<br /> Until the next time I see you smile</p><p align="center"> I can&#39;t take the distance<br /> And I&#39;m not ashamed<br /> I can&#39;t take a breath without saying your name<br /> And I can&#39;t take the distance</p><div align="center">  </div><p align="center">&nbsp;</p><div align="center">  </div>]]></content:encoded>
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