Electromedia.com.ph

Today I made a Flash interface for a production house website; my first real Flash project! It’s still all just dummy text, but the links work, and there’s even music! (8kbps, 22050Hz, Mono music, but still music!) Wanna see it?

Update, 2006: The site has been redesigned by a different designer. I wash my hands of it.

Erap made a public appearance today. He still insists that he’s the president (but on leave of absence) and that Gloria is just an acting president and an unconstitional usurper. I can’t wait till they throw him in the clink. Maybe he should attend AA meetings while he’s there.

Cremation and Burial

I was just wondering about the morality of cremation from a Christian perspective, and I found an excellent position paper on it here, by a pastor from Grace Presbyterian.

As I wonder about this, my reflections constantly acknowledge the fact that the Christian faith is not entirely about rituals and customs and traditions; not so much as it is about the kingdom of God and the redemption that comes through Jesus. Our sights as Christians should be set on the eternal perspective; on what happens to our immortal souls, not just our mortal bodies. From that view, cremation is not a crucial moral decision that should affect our salvation.

At the same time, however, we have to consider the example of the bible, where nominal Jewish and early Christian custom shunned cremation as a defilement of the body and of tradition. The Testaments’ standard, then, leans toward burial, but without any outright statement directly prohibiting cremation.

I’ev been leaning towards the desire to be cremated when I die. Should I rethink that?

Darker Brown

I’m back. I’m darker brown now! This dumb web host is being slow again! I may move soon!

Index 6

The sixth index page is up. Like the picture? That’s the view of Manila from my sixth-floor apartment window — doctored a bit.

A saddening note: “Well…I’ll be blogged” is gone. I hardly knew her, and I’ll miss her writing. I did want to email Dani, but I could never find her email address on her page before. Now that she’s given it, I’ll send her a message tomorrow about how much I appreciated her Christian insights and stories.

Bye for now, everyone. Church choir’s going to break to Laguna for a swimming outing, where I will sun myself to a darker shade of brown.

Rats and the Dalai Lama

For some strange reason, this is one of the most depressing news items I’ve ever read in my life. I already feel bad for Tiff that she dreams about nothing but work. Rats, too?

The Dalai Lama condemns religious conversions to Christianity and Islam? “I always believe it’s safer and better and reasonable to keep one’s own tradition or belief,” he says. I wonder how he feels about Hindus who proselytize Christians?

Imagine, if you will, oh great Dalai Lama, a God who no longer requires a system of rituals and traditions to cleanse us of our sin. We no longer need to bathe in an icy river, or deliberately divest our lives of worldliness, or struggle to clear our minds to purify ourselves and attain the ultimate; because the ultimate Himself has already come to meet us personally. In His mercy and love he has given us Himself as His Son, who by His sacrifice purifies us from the stain of the world.

We Christians need not wash ourselves in an earthly river to cleanse ourselves of sin; already we have been washed in a stream of living water: God Himself, who freely gives us his grace and puts us in robes white as snow. Is this deceptive enticement, or God’s revealed truth? If it is the latter, then we cannot be faulted desiring to share it with the world! It is the ultimate truth, by which we are redeemed, and we are commanded, even compelled by the love in our hearts, to spread it.

“That if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved!” (Romans 10.11)

Nailguns and Wasabi

This poor, poor guy. Sawing off your own hand is horrible enough, and nail-gunning yourself in the head doesn’t help any, even to end the agony.

Wasabi toothpaste, anyone? I get my wasabi from squeezable tubes; I’d better be careful which one I buy when this comes out. You never know what you’re putting on your sashimi … or your toothbrush.

The Borrowed Scanner

I have a scanner! It’s an old Artec photo scanner from my brother, and not too classy, but certainly more than enough for my needs. You can look forward to more photos next week. And index6.shtml is now in the works. (I never realized how quickly you can slap together a layout when the copy is already set and all you have to do is INCLUDE it. :)