My Delirium 333
I don't know how many of you know, but the reason I included the three 3's in my addresses, is because 3 is a number that signifies perfection, and '3' also for me, to signify the Holy Trinity. Two days ago I read this. It explains very well a little more on this number's symbolism:
'To say that God is holy is to say that He is set apart, distinct from us. And because of His set apart-ness, there is no way we can ever fathom all of who He is. To the Jews, saying something three times demonstrated its perfection, so to call God "Holy, Holy, Holy" is to say that He is perfectly set apart, with nothing and no one to compare Him to. That is what it means to be "holy".
Many Spirit-filled authors have exhausted the thesaurus in order to describe God with the glory He deserves. His perfect holiness, by definition, assures us that our words can't contain Him. Isn't it a comfort to worship a God we cannot exaggerate?'
Taken from 'Crazy Love' by Francis Chan
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Here are two very significant verses to me. It's interesting where they are found:
'Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know.'
Jeremiah 33:3
This verse speaks about revelation. It's something I am always praying for - for myself and those around me - and believe is one of my gifts (we all have this gift, if we've the Holy Spirit in us) that the Lord and I want me to grow in.
'Sing to Him a new song; play skillfully and shout for joy.'
Psalm 33:3
This verse speaks about worship. It's particularly applicable to me because of my calling as a worshipper and a minister through the arts, which includes of course, music.
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So being in Kuala Lumpur, the past three days has been a refreshment for me. With God revealing a little more of Himself each day. There were about ten cars we saw during those few days the number plates of which said '333'. There were adverts we had come across in the street and newspapers with '333' in it. There were even people whom I walked past wearing tees that said nothing but '333'! And all this happened within a short span of two and a half days.
Other than that, a non-'3' related sign was glory dust on my hands each morning. The second morning was heavier than the first. They looked thick enough to sweep off so I tried but it didn't work hahaha. Strange colours though. There was the usual silver, the colour of which most of the dust was, then there was some bronze. The second morning, green was added to the mix. I never got bronze before so that one was cool. Anyone can educate me a bit on colour symbolism for my strange dust colours please? Thanks! (:
So what did these signs mean? His message was simple: He wanted to show my family that He was with us, even in such a Godless city as KL (Yes, that's what I felt it was. Experienced very heavy spiritual oppression while I was there. More in some places than others. One house I walked past just spoke of so much grief, I held back my tears and just prayed in tongues and for blessing and salvation for them. Walking those streets was not something easy to do, honestly. Felt weighed down a lot, to say the least. But 'revived' every time He spoke.).
So in response to my previous Emo Boy post, this trip to KL has been thoroughly refreshing and satisfying, both to my soul AND my stomach. A big thank you to all of you who have supported me during my short stint at Emo-dom (you know who you are. Every word you said did count)! (: I will be seeing you guys later today. Going to my cousin's birthday celebration after service though. So won't join you guys for dinner, so so so sadly... mostly, for you guys :P Hahaha kidding ok. Meesasadboutittoooooo!
Noodgight to you.
'To say that God is holy is to say that He is set apart, distinct from us. And because of His set apart-ness, there is no way we can ever fathom all of who He is. To the Jews, saying something three times demonstrated its perfection, so to call God "Holy, Holy, Holy" is to say that He is perfectly set apart, with nothing and no one to compare Him to. That is what it means to be "holy".
Many Spirit-filled authors have exhausted the thesaurus in order to describe God with the glory He deserves. His perfect holiness, by definition, assures us that our words can't contain Him. Isn't it a comfort to worship a God we cannot exaggerate?'
Taken from 'Crazy Love' by Francis Chan
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Here are two very significant verses to me. It's interesting where they are found:
'Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know.'
Jeremiah 33:3
This verse speaks about revelation. It's something I am always praying for - for myself and those around me - and believe is one of my gifts (we all have this gift, if we've the Holy Spirit in us) that the Lord and I want me to grow in.
'Sing to Him a new song; play skillfully and shout for joy.'
Psalm 33:3
This verse speaks about worship. It's particularly applicable to me because of my calling as a worshipper and a minister through the arts, which includes of course, music.
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So being in Kuala Lumpur, the past three days has been a refreshment for me. With God revealing a little more of Himself each day. There were about ten cars we saw during those few days the number plates of which said '333'. There were adverts we had come across in the street and newspapers with '333' in it. There were even people whom I walked past wearing tees that said nothing but '333'! And all this happened within a short span of two and a half days.
Other than that, a non-'3' related sign was glory dust on my hands each morning. The second morning was heavier than the first. They looked thick enough to sweep off so I tried but it didn't work hahaha. Strange colours though. There was the usual silver, the colour of which most of the dust was, then there was some bronze. The second morning, green was added to the mix. I never got bronze before so that one was cool. Anyone can educate me a bit on colour symbolism for my strange dust colours please? Thanks! (:
So what did these signs mean? His message was simple: He wanted to show my family that He was with us, even in such a Godless city as KL (Yes, that's what I felt it was. Experienced very heavy spiritual oppression while I was there. More in some places than others. One house I walked past just spoke of so much grief, I held back my tears and just prayed in tongues and for blessing and salvation for them. Walking those streets was not something easy to do, honestly. Felt weighed down a lot, to say the least. But 'revived' every time He spoke.).
So in response to my previous Emo Boy post, this trip to KL has been thoroughly refreshing and satisfying, both to my soul AND my stomach. A big thank you to all of you who have supported me during my short stint at Emo-dom (you know who you are. Every word you said did count)! (: I will be seeing you guys later today. Going to my cousin's birthday celebration after service though. So won't join you guys for dinner, so so so sadly... mostly, for you guys :P Hahaha kidding ok. Meesasadboutittoooooo!
Noodgight to you.