I am frustrated with myself. I keep doing what I am not suppossed to.

C.S. Lewis , in his The Four Loves, writes:
"To the Ancients, Friendship seemed the happiest and most fully human of all loves; the crown of life and the school of virtue. The modern world, in comparison, ignores it. We admit of course that besides a wife and family a man needs a few 'friends'. But the very tone of the admission, and the sort of acquaintanceships which those who make it would describe as 'friendships', show clearly that what they are talking about has very little to do with that Philia which Aristotle classified among the virtues or that Amicitia on which Cicero wrote a book."
After reading this passage, I got to realize why some people are so superficial in dealing with friendship, which involves mutual knowledge, esteem, affection, understanding, but most of all: TRUST. Without “trust” as the base, there’s nothing where to build a real friendship.
So, why to call “friend” someone you don’t trust?

well, well, well, apparently we also like some glam rock/hard rock/heavy metal band formed in NY City in 1973. we also like a band that has been awarded 22 gold albums and that it has certified sales for millions and millions of dollars in the United States and aroung the globe...and bla, bla, bla.
The name of the band is "KISS".
question! do we really know what the "KISS" word stands for?
According to Gene Simmons, there was misinformation that began to be spread in the southern Bible Belt states (USA), and that the name "KISS", didn't stand fot "Knights In Satan's Service",but when the above mentioned funny character was asked about the rumor, he just alleged that religious people were trying to accosted him and that in fact the name of the band just popped up out of their heads while waiting at the traffic lights tired of trying to make up a name for the band.
If that is not a lame excuse, then what is it?
question #2. so when we listen to their music, either with lyrics or without them,who are we whorshipping?
Some people make my day!

I listened to this sermon two weeks ago about loving one another, and that led me to think about a ton of things I have been doing lately.
I got to the conclusion that I am not a loving person whatsoever. My mind is always plagued with thoughts of what other people do, or of what they are. I am always judging people for their attitudes or misjudging them as well. I am always looking at the speck of my brother’s eye, but what about mine? I have never stopped for a second to see the huge log in my eye.
I am not a loving person; I have been loving people with a love generated from inside my sinful flesh. This is so painful but it is the truth. I am a hypocrite. I am so ashamed of myself. “A self-proclaim Christian” this is what I am, but no living as Jesus did, and not loving as he did… Gosh! I am so frustrated. Satan has been using situations and people to take me to where I am now. How could I have been so blind not to see the truth?
1 John 4-20-21
If someone says, "I love God," and hates his brother, he is a liar; for the one who does not love his brother whom he has seen, cannot love God whom he has not seen. And this commandment we have from Him, that the one who loves God should love his brother also.
I have never done this before. I love the ones that love me, and the one I think that love me, but what about people around me? Do I love them all? Do I love the ones that are not part of my circle? Do I love them? The answer is NO.
1 John 4-16
16We have come to know and have believed the love which God has for us God is love, and the one who abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him.
I am a liar. I am a hypocrite.
James 2:10
For whoever keeps the whole law and yet stumbles at just one point is guilty of breaking all of it.
This is what I’ve done.

Juan y yo en Necochea. Fue un verano increible.

El chino y yo.
Si solo pudiera volver el tiempo atras...

After 17 years, I got back to Bariloche in one of the most unexpected trips ever.
GOD IS FREAKIN' AWESOME!!!

All I meant was that
I want God to have the place in my life
I don’t allow Him to have.

I need you desperately.
I can’t make it without you.
I want it to hurt when you are not with me.
I want to feel sad when you are not around.
I want to lose sleep because I didn’t talk to you.
I want to get back home as soon as I can so that I can learn more from you.
I want to long for five minutes with you.
I want to hug you longer than a minute.
I want to have a “café con leche” and “medialunas” with you every morning.
I want to buy you a present.
I want you to wear my clothes and I want to wear yours.
I want to take pictures of you and I want you to be in my pictures.
I want to download songs for you.
I want to go to the movies with you and after the movies; I want us to go for dinner to “Pizza 49”.
I want to call you on the phone and talk about random stuff.
I want to chat online with you and laugh my head off.
I want to be frustrated when I don’t get to spend time with you.
I want to cook for you and with you.
I want to protect you with my life.
I want to serve you in every way I can.
I want you to be my partner when I go running.
I don’t want to lie to you because I know it hurts.
I want you to be the light of my days, the song on the radio, the air that flows free through my lungs, the food that I have everyday.
I want you to be the path that will lead me…
I want to be more like you and less than me.

Freaking idiot!

I just figured it out! Everything was based on a guilty response attitude.

mees yeht tahw syawla ton era sgnihT

Without forgiveness, there will be no peace in my heart.

I haven’t blogged in awhile.
Strange as it may seem, I feel I have nothing to say.
And don’t get me wrong, it is not I am going through a difficult time.
It is just the way it is.
Writing these few lines is taking me quite a long time;
because I am trying to let my ideas flow, but nothing really happens.
Anyways, I guess I am betting on God.

Just a thought I had last night while I was talking with a friend,
What would you do if God talked to you one of these nights?
What would that first reaction be?
Would you speak at all?
Or would you let Him do all the talking?
I know what I would do…
I would ask Him: Are you sure?

This is freaking awesome. Why? Summer camp was incredible. I enjoyed till the last minute there. I got to learn how to play Frisbee golf, which is not that difficult after all. My private teacher, Dave, is really patience with me; sometimes I suck at playing Frisbee. I learned a few new worship songs. Most of them, I think they were written last century, but still I like them.
Now that I think about it, I never pay attention to the names of the songs,…dang it!
I shared my room with Mariano (Tucuman), this was really cool. This guy is out of this world. Daniel (La Plata) was there too. Diego (can’t remember where he is from); he was “la ley”. He is working for the Lord full time.
There was one thing I wanted to be sure of, Who am I in Christ?
Guess what? I did.
Ok, there was only one song during the whole camp spinning around my head:

MUESTRAME TU CAMINO HOY SEÑOR
SANTIFICAME DISPUESTO ESTA MI CORAZÓN
QUIERO SER UNA OFRENDA PARA TI
CON MI FORMA DE VIVIR
QUE TU REINO VENGA A MI

CORO
POSTRADO EN MI APOSENTO ME ENCONTRARE CONTIGO
Y EN LA INTIMIDAD ME ENSEÑARAS A TOCAR TU CORAZÓN
MI VIDA EN TU PRESENCIA SE HA VUELTO LA AVENTURA QUE TANTO SOÑE
HE ENCONTRADO EN TI LA RAZÓN DE MÍ EXISTIR
...TE PERTENEZCO SEÑOR


more comments? nope. this song explains it all.
THIS was a random blog! lol

"you are my friends, and the greatest love a person can have for his friends is to give his life for them"

The day I got started again and beat "Law Translation"

...Y la verdad los hará libres.

Es la una de la mañana y recién llego a casa después de celebrar la recibida de una muy buena amiga. La verdad es que estoy muy cansado. Es casi imposible ser capaz de escribir una oración sin tener que pensar dos veces en lo que quiero expresar, pero lo voy a intentar.
Después de una par de meses largos decidí que quiero terminar mi carrera. La única explicación que encuentro es que Dios ha vuelto a poner el deseo en mi corazón para que lo haga.
Quiero darle las gracias a mi Padre que esta en los cielos por su fidelidad, amor incondicional, por revelarme la verdad que estaba escondida ante mi, por mostrarme la verdad mas grande que he querido ver en toda mi vida. Me dio la respuesta que le he pedido por años. Mi corazón esta lleno de gozo y alegría desde entonces. Y creo que el hecho de haber recibido semejante confirmación de su parte fue lo que me motivo a otras cosas como el querer terminar mi carrera.
Siempre, siempre es una cuestión de elección, la clave esta en elegir el camino correcto.
Lo que me asombra mas es que usa a mucha gente en el proceso para confirmar y darme la posibilidad de elegir.
¿Alguna vez han leído el libro: “La Vida que Siempre has Querido” por John Ortberg?
¿O el libro “Salvaje de Corazón” por John Eldredge? Leanlos y sabran en alguna medida de lo que estoy hablando.
Nada cambia hasta que el dolor de permanecer en lo mismo se percibe mayor que al dolor del cambio

"se habla castellano"

Traducción-Translation
Bueno, no puedo creer que casi sea Navidad.
Hoy al medio día, decidí hacer un alto en lo que estaba haciendo y salí
de mi departamento en busca de tarjetas navideñas. Casi me muero
cuando algunos de lugares a los que fui tenían unas tarjetas muy viejas y feas
o tenían algunas, pero en inglés.
¡SI! Versiones en inglés, en un país cuya lengua es el castellano. No se trata
de ser patriota, es sólo un poco de sentido común.
Además, es cómico considerando el hecho de que hace no menos de un mes
atrás, una cantidad considerada de argentinos protestaban por la visita del
presidente norteamericano G.W. Bush. No sólo por no estar de acuerdo con su agenda,
sino por hablar un idioma que muchos argentinos consideran un mal necesario.
Ni que hablar de los de Izquierda que sostienen que el inglés es la lengua del Imperialismo.
Lo que lo hace más interesante es el hecho de que esos comerciantes argentinos
que para estar a la moda usan nombres en inglés en sus negocios, muchos de los cuales son terribles, y algunas veces hasta ridículos, tales como: “Tit’s” (senos), “Try me” (probame), “Sail” (Navegar), “SOHO”. La lista seria interminable.
¿Alguna vez no han entrado a un “drugstore” en busca de remedios, y la única cosa
que encontraron pegada en la pared es una calcomanía del negocio anterior?
¿Alguna vez no se encontraron con una persona que tenia puesta una remera que decía: “Touch me wherever you want”, (“Tocame donde quieras”)?
¿Qué le pasa a esta gente? ¿No tienen ganas de saber que es lo que dicen las inscripciones?
¿No saben lo lindo que es el castellano?
Por si esto fuera poco, ¡¡tarjetas navideñas en inglés!! Che,¡ reaccionen! Es un feriado del cual sacamos ventaja para expresar nuestras emociones y sentimientos. Aprovechamos
Para decirles a otras personas que los queremos. En muchos de los cosas para recordarles lo que nuestro Señor hizo por nosotros.
Si la tarjeta esta en otro idioma, ¿cómo corno van a entender lo que dice?
En fin, disfrutemos y usemos el castellano, este idioma increíble, muy rico en vocabulario y modismos.
Es traduccion fiel del ensayo redactado con anterioridad, escrito en idioma ingles que he vertido al idioma castellano y que he tenido a la vista. La Plata, 11 de diciembre de 2005.