cephas diaries

the bleeding past of the E.I. of a 16 year old boy his way to understand love is like grasping a deluded toy a past full of darkness seems no light can enter pretending to be weightless but wrestle to render his life was made up of flaws stitched with good intentions from his good intention overshadowed by her phlegmatic pretensions he feel the fear of letting go of his past six years preoccupied by a love he thought that wouldn't last now the moment comes of a disgraceful breakdown like an ocean of sorrow penetrates in an innocent clown watching time pass by in a pendulum swing his excruciating pain was parallel to a scorpion sting the touch of glory the inevitable loss a pleasant memories a painful pause escaping prison for he might seek joy but trapped by the E.I. of a 16 year old boy At the window of my house      I looked down through the lattice.   I saw among the simple,    ...

   " And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of hell will not overcome it.     I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven; whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven .” Matthew 16:18-19   Having Peter as my name? What a pressure. I sometimes felt the words of Jesus when He spoke to Simon Peter as if He was speaking to me. Not to mention God’s promises to Peter, what a predicament. Peter, a choleric but an impulsive guy, having his “yes” as a “no”, and his “no” as a “yes”. Too bad. He even despised Jesus. But despite of all his imperfections, he has the heart, the heart to submit, to humble, the heart to lead and the heart to change the world. Changing the world is changing you. You can’t be a conqueror outside if not first on the inside. All about breakthrough .     Breakthrough is something ...

Hi, my name is Peter. I'm writing an article about my testimony on how Jesus Christ changed my life. Not just about changing my life but giving life to the fullest. Now let me tell you first in my life before knowing Christ. I grew up in a Christian family but not totally with a deep understanding of Who God is, without any deep relationship with Him. I go to Church regularly because my mom tells me to. When I went to high school, I entered the world of vices (smoking, drinking, and even drugs). At first, it was all fun for me. Then it became my hobby. I never thought that I was already addicted to it. I was a significant influence in my school at that time. I guess all my friends (close friends) are involved in vices because of me. Then I was interested in lustful things, like pornographic materials, and got into the wrong relationships. I was in prison for almost one day because of vandalism. I used to go home late or sometimes never. I was a drunkard and never realized that I ...