In my personal reading of the Bible, as I began exploring other translations, I started to notice the differences between them with regards to the capitalization of pronouns when referring to God (He, Him, His, etc). The first version I had when I started delving deeper in my studies was the New American Standard (NASB). I believe there are only two translations that utilize capitalization when referring to God, with the NASB being one of them. I read an interesting post by author Randy Alcorn about the matter that although it doesn’t necessarily follow the rules of English, it’s more about your convictions whether you do it or not. I personally capitalize pronouns related to God in my writing and my personal notes because it’s easier for me to tell who I’m referring to. There were several verses with multiple he’s that referred both to the generic man and God in the same verse or context. The capitalized form made it easier to distinguish between the two. It also grew on me the more I read it that way and I personally felt it honors Him more by doing so.
(Okay… not really)
As somewhat of a follow-up to the previous post, I didn’t exactly mention all the lies that I have thrown around during my life (so far). Now, confessing my lies wasn’t exactly the intent of my previous post (and if you didn’t get that, maybe you should give it another read. Oh, and if you need a explanation, what can I say other than “I’m a sinner”?). However, thinking about this aspect of my life and my struggles with it did make me think about another lie that I’m guilty of telling. If I were to rate my lies, I’d say there’s one lie in particular which stands far above all the others. Probably the biggest lie I have ever told anyone… or maybe everyone. This is probably the most frequently told lie as well. As for what draws this one out, you could blame it on this question:
My sister discovered this little item inside Daiso Japan, a dollar-store type franchise located in San Francisco’s Japantown. Yes, that is “Arcilla” on the box. “Arcilla suave” is Spanish and essentially translates to soft clay, as noted on the package. I had absolutely no idea that arcilla translated to that until I saw the image. I guess arcilla was never on our list of vocabulary words during my 4 years of Spanish in high school. Now that I know the definition, I find the meaning of my surname strangely fitting… for myself in particular, anyway. As moldable and shapable as clay is, I believe the same applies to me.
Straight out of the ghetto sound laboratory. How about that pop filter?
Not to mention the awesome mic stand right there.
As you can see, let’s just say I don’t run quite the professional production. But I do what I can. I’ve come a long way from the Logitech headset covers I suppose LOL.
Long ago, when the Internet was relatively young and social media was still in its infancy, I used to frequent this website called Asian Avenue. It was essentially a community where you could create a profile page for yourself, upload pictures, and chat with other users. I suppose it was kind of like how dating sites are today, though I didn’t really use it for that purpose. (Okay, maybe I did sorta kinda meet my ex there, but that’s not important…) Webcams and digital cameras weren’t common electronic devices back then, so getting pictures of yourself uploaded onto the web was somewhat of a task. You either had to have a webcam or a scanner. I didn’t have a webcam at the time, but I did have a scanner. Unfortunately, I had a very limited selection of pictures of myself to scan and the ones I did have were quite dated at the time. Obtaining pictures of myself was mostly limited to those taken during special events like weddings or school portraits. Instead of waiting for the next of those to occur, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I turned off the lights in my room, placed a towel behind me to block out external light sources, and opened up the lid on the scanner. I pressed the scan button and tried to remain as still as I could while the light of the scanner slowly worked its way across the surface. I probably pulled 2 decent images of myself with that little endeavor. I remember also having a lot of fun manipulating the images by moving with or against the image sensor. As embarrassed as I am to admit to doing this back then, I suppose you could call that my first selfie.
(Okay, maybe not exactly the “naked” as in this old SNL skit, but I suppose it’s revealing in a different sense.)
I would like to think that I’m fortunate to be a product of the 80’s and 90’s. As a child, I would sit my parents’ car during our various outings as they listened to all the sappy love songs that would play on our local adult contemporary station, KOIT. I grew fond of a few artists back then such as Stevie Wonder, Lionel Richie, Peabo Bryson, Luther Vandross, and Michael Jackson just to name a few. Later, I got hooked on R&B and listened to artists like Boyz II Men, Blackstreet, Shai, Silk, Brian McKnight, and several others.