Showing posts with label Michael Jackson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Jackson. Show all posts

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Judgement versus Mercy

For judgment will be merciless to the one who has shown no mercy but mercy triumphs over judgment - James 2:13

When I hear people say that Michael Jackson (or anyone for that matter) is going to hell, my eggs start cracking and my blood pressure registers in 3 digits, like 500/200.
Only God knows the person's heart and if that person has accepted the work of Christ on the cross and trusted Christ as his/her Savior to make him or her righteous before the judgement seat of God, then he/she will be saved and will spend eternity with God. Of course we can judge, or how else can we be discerning of what is evil and what is good? But judgement about salvation is strictly of the Lord God.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Cast the First Stone

I did not grow up knowing or listening to famous singers because we did not have a tv, we had one radio but it hardly worked. The only reason we were in possession of that square noise-making box was because someone borrowed money from my dad and could not repay, so he gave us his old radio. And when that box worked, we were afraid to use it because my mom would get mad -"you're running the battery down and we don't have money to buy another one."

Until I hitched my cart to Journey with Arnel Pineda last year, I could not relate to people obsessing about musicians. Like, cry and scream and pass out or lay on the ground convulsing, frothing in the mouth then get up and do the moonwalk....Michael!!!Michael (sob,sob)

The other day, a friend of mine started throwing Michael Jackson under the bus -"What's all these hysteria and tribute for a pedophile, and Bernie Madoff gets 150 years in jail?"
I had to take a long swallow, inhale through the nose and exhale through the mouth, (so I don't whack her.) It took all of me to simply say : "Ok, if you're without sin, cast the first stone." She didn't hear what I said because she's hard of hearing, a result from her abusing prescription drugs for so many years. She opened her mouth again and said, "and he grabbed his crotch too much."

I refused to go into battle with her, but really, I've seen ball players do that all the time; grab their crotch and spit and we reward them with millions too, and they can't even do what Michael does best - sing and dance. Or change color.

Friday, July 03, 2009

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Goodbye Michael

After all the scandal and all the tabloid fodder that plagued Michaels life towards the end, he was still someone's son, someones brother and a father to his kids. All I can say is, don't judge someone's hustle, until you really know their inner struggle.

With less than 10 hours to prepare, the inmates at Cebu Detention and Rehabilitation Center did this tribute to Michael Jackson. The same inmates who did "Thriller" which made them famous. Byron Garcia, the governors brother did not do it to be famous but did it as a form of exercise for the inmates.



Thanks Byron.