Da Jesus Book

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Hey, who needs Eugene Peterson’s The Message when you can read Da Jesus Book?

“God, you our Fadda. You stay inside da sky. We like all da peopo know fo shua how you stay, An dat you stay good an spesho, An we like dem give you plenny respeck …. Cuz you our King. You get da real power, An you stay awesome foeva. Dass it!”

(via MeFi)

Worship at FCF

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I worshipped this morning at FCF with Elizabeth Byrch, and it was pretty good. Putting aside the RPW and other such Reformed worship issues, I found the service to be meaningful and Spirit-filled, and the congregation decent and friendly. I think this is my first time attending at a PCA church, though the format of the service was more “mainstream modern evangelical,” as I like to call it — quite similar to the services I attended at GCF, my old home church in Manila.

I’m considering joining, but first I need to mull over whether it’s theologically honest for me to do so. I am still a Baptist at heart, with certain issues over covenantalism and the Reformed faith. This is something I need to pray over at length.

Tonight I’ll be off to MICA to meet up with the student Christian fellowship, Koinonia. Most of whom, I’m told, are Reformed. Could it be a sign?

Free Phone!

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I bought a simple desk phone for my room, on sale at the hardware store for $10. When I opened it, I found a rebate form: for $10.

Scam Back

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Filipino gets $3 from Nigerian email scammer. I am so proud of my Filipino roots right now. (Link via MeFi.)

7. IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE SMALL TOKEN SYMBOLIC AMOUNT of $3.00 ARRIVES, Mr. Forwunine SWEARS on his heart that HE WILL TRANSFER my money of $19,250 to ACCRA-GHANA the SAME DAY!!!

Blood on the Red Line

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My trip to work in DC this morning was delayed by a closed Metro track at Union Station. Someone had been hit by a train, and apparently it was a suicide attempt. Quite a scene, it was: yellow tape surrounded a half-parked train with all its doors open, while personnel from WMATA and the fire and police departments milled about the platform. One policeman was nestled in the gap between the train and the outer wall, taking pictures of something hidden from view; blood on the tracks, perhaps.

No blood and gore in the photo I took; just security personnel milling about the platform. The Metro underground stations are all rather dimly lit, so I opted to use the low light camera artifacts to get a gritty, distressed texture. Photo taken with an Aiptek Mini Pencam 1.3MP.

It was a long wait for a crowded subway train this morning. When it arrived, it came in the wrong direction, on the opposite rail; and when it departed, there was a jolt and a heave as the cars switched back to their regular track, leaving the changes in the day far, far behind.