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Name: Khoi Ngo (Andrew)
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Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Loving is easy when you know you're beautiful.

You know that one song?
::sings:: Loving you, it's easy cuz you beautiful.

I think it's the opposite - loving is easy, or rather possible, when I know who I am in Christ.

I'm beautiful.  I have something to offer, to share, to give...myself. 


Thursday, August 21, 2008

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Sunday, June 29, 2008

Confessions of a Sober Heart

My unlovable mess is ravaged by His timeless death and resurrection.
My pockets are full of nails, the nails that I use to hold my Christ to the cross.
For a moment is but a thousand years, and a thousand years, a moment.
You exist in the infinite now, still cleansing me of all unrighteousness.
I'm so sorry, my King.

I just got back from the Vibe Conference with the Newsong family and Tony Campolo!  I was challenged on all three dimensions: physical, emotional, and spiritual.  How do I live out the Red Letters of the Bible?  How do I become a Red Letter Christian?  I must destroy my self-constructed idols of Jesus, the one that fits my mold and makes me comfortable, and embrace the biblical Jesus.

During one of the breakout sessions on confronting the sex trade, I was moved to tears and sat dazed at the injustice that onslaughts the least and oppressed, from adults, single women, young teens, children aged 3 and 4,  to 18 months babies, whose lives were destroyed and enslaved by the wicked.  There are more slaves today than the days when slavery was legal.  Here I am, my life comfortable and indifferent, seduced and bought into the American dream, the affluent life, hoarding as much as I can, pursuing only my own happiness and "success", when a measly 30 dollars a month can save a child from starvation.  What have I done?

In the midst of it all,
my own imperfection,
my brokenness became meshed with Christ
he absorbed my sins today
cleansed me from all unrighteousness
his holy Spirit fills me
my heart was wrenched
with the breaking of God's heart

In that moment, He spoke into the depths of my heart...

Do not forget who you are, Khoi.
You belong to me. You belong to me.
I've purchased you for a price.
I've paid for your freedom with my life.
Therefore live your life in a manner worthy of my Name.
-God

(Micah 6:8)
He has showed you, O man, what is good.
And what does the LORD require of you?
To act justly and to love mercy
and to walk humbly with your God.

(Proverbs 24:11-12)
Rescue those being led away to death;
hold back those staggering toward slaughter.

If you say, "But we knew nothing about this,"
does not he who weighs the heart perceive it?
Does not he who guards your life know it?
Will he not repay each person according to what he has done?


With my heart and my mouth, I proclaim:
(Luke 4:18-19)
The Spirit of the Lord is on me,
because he has anointed me
to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners
and recovery of sight for the blind,
to release the oppressed,
to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor.


Monday, June 09, 2008

Journey to Freedom

I dream of a Dream
   That one day i may be redeemed
I struggle the struggle
    With the evil hearts desires
 
I talk of the talk
    About maybe beginning a new walk
i fight the fight
    with my evil heart's desires
 
I fail and i fail
    After I try and I try
I cry and i cry
     with my evil heart's desires
         with my evil heart
             with my evil desires

Poem by Kenny Tran


Wednesday, May 21, 2008

How He Loves Us

He is jealous for me,
He loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.

When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by Glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
and how great Your affections are for me.

And oh, how He loves us so,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us so

Yeah, He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.

We are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
and if His grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t the have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way... that..

He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.

- John Mark McMillan



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