Promotion
My work will never be enough to save me. I need Jesus, and I need Jesus' work on the cross.
Sabbath at it's deepest level is trusting in the completed work of the cross.

Warrior

My sphere is Guardian (Person of great Love and Altruism), and my class is Arms Master (Pragmatic and Stout). I am a Guard. You are a true, versatile guard. You have a defensive nature, that is, you are good at instilling a sense of security in the places around you. A strong presence weakens any possible threats around you, and a swift, practical approach to the problems that crop up puts them down before they can get out of hand. What kind of Warrior are you?

My sphere is Guardian (Person of great Love and Altruism), and my class is Champion (Self-Righteous and Confident). I am a Hero. You are true heroic material. You find great motivation in the things you love, and great inspiration in your sense of self-confidence, and your excellence. Once you get your mind set on a goal, you are nearly unstoppable, and given enough time, you will meet it. What kind of Warrior are you?

Live Free

To live free, one must recognize the manipulations, habits, patterns and traditions that keep us from seeking our fundamental goals in life. It is easy to blame others for unhappiness and stagnation, but it´s not the ultimate answer. Each one is unique, biased by genetics and life experiences, and especially the blind acceptance of certain doctrines to which we bow down. By learning how our minds work and consciously changing those behaviours and habits that prevent us from reaching our goals, we can begin to understand what freedom really is. Conquer yourself first and make choices. Take control and act. Seek joy, create value and live free to break the chains that bind you. That´s what Jesus died for.

Power Of Love
The power of love can make a blind man see,
can bring a man to his knees.
The power of love can make a gangster cry,
can make a loser try.
The power of love can make a strong man weak,
can make a rock shriek.
The power of love can make a dead man live,
can make a coward brave.
The power of love can make the silence sing,
can make me swing.

How Many?
How many links do you need to follow to find out that you are a link yourself?
How many works of art will you admire to realize that you are a work of art yourself?
How many hugs do you need to grasp that you are loved?
How many loves do you need to feel whole again?
How many words do you need to say what you really want to say?
How many questions do you need to be asked until you say what you really like?
How many doors do you need to open to finally go through one?
How many attempts do you need to make to find out that you can just do it?
How many times do you count your heart beat to discover who it beats for?
How many years must a night last before you wake up?
How many drugs are enough before you realize that you can love?
And how many lives do you need to start living?