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Cold Heart...

Sorting information on my computer I found the picture I used for my CD in 1997, the title of the CD was "Cold Heart" and all the songs where dramatically sad, depressing and of course... cold.

When I wrote that music it was really a time where I was sad, empty, with a lot of physical possessions but poor on the spirit, seeking out of time for something to fill the emptiness of my life...

Last night while I was preparing the verses for our Internet Campus at Flamingo Road Church, I found this verse:

Ecclesiastes 3

A Time for Everything
1 For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven.
2 A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3 A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
4 A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
5 A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
6 A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7 A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
8 A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace.

Before have Christ in my life, I was seeking for "something" to fill up my emptiness, money, friends, work, alcohol, music, etc... without any timing...

I'm sure tonight's teaching will be really about the time for do life. In order to reach our God's potential we need to go into the rhythm of God.
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  1. StacieFebruary 3, 2008 at 10:31 AM

    What a dramatic picture....

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  2. Heather PalaciosFebruary 3, 2008 at 8:08 PM

    thank you for your transparency...keep reaching poeple this way, Arturo. Appreciate you!

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  3. .February 5, 2008 at 8:56 PM

    Oye esas manos definitivamente son Carrasco!

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