Botanic Gardens
Lol it’s always the fun events that i feel so lazy to blog about.
No pictures for this,wasn’t bothered to go snapping.
Well so ytd Fuel and Koinonia went to Botanic Gardens for some fun.We started out with abit of praise and woship and sang really nice songs like Come Away and Canticle Of Brother Sun.The latter has really brilliant lyrics to go with the melody.I’m posting the lyrics tml.Sharing was pretty good too!I walked around with Bowen looking for something to share about.In the end we were stuck in the amazing Evolution Garden which really enthralled me.I found something which really struck me and so i shared about it not only among my group,but with everyone.Mmmhmm!Lunch and soccer and running for shelter due to heavy rain after that.Fun fun fun.Thomson View after that.Dayna made me wander aimlessly around the place looking for the other entrace which i fortunately found.She tried to say stupid thing about me during the bbq but i managed to convice the rest that whatever she says is 99.927542979852985729845942862452948294812046%(rounded off to 5 decimal places) false.Ha!
It was even more fun with Angie,Patrick,Anthony,Kevin and Matthew turning up.Had a pretty enjoyable chat too with Matt.Cooking Mama with Eunice and Penelope was hilarious.Street soccer was rough and tiring.The food was GREAT.Or so i thought.Ha.
So i woke up at….6am.Went for 7am mass with Samuel Bong and had breakfast with the 7am choir peeps like Milli,Mandi,Shaun and yea,u know the rest eh?
I feel so tired.Toodles.
The Canticle Of Brother Sun
Most high, omnipotent, good Lord,
Praise, glory and honor and benediction all are thine.
To thee alone do they belong, most High, and there is no man fit to mention thee.
Praise be to thee, my Lord, with all thy creatures,
Especially to my worshipful brother sun,
The which lights up the day, and through him dost thou brightness give;
And beautiful is he and radiant with splendor great;
Of thee, most High, signification gives.
Praised be my Lord, for sister moon and for the stars,
In heaven thou hast formed them clear and precious and fair.
Praised be my Lord for brother wind
And for the air and clouds and fair and every kind of weather,
By the which thou givest to thy creatures nourishment.
Praised be my Lord or sister water,
The which is greatly helpful and humble and precious and pure.
Praised be my Lord for brother fire,
By the which thou lightest up the dark.
And fair is he and gay and mighty and strong.
Praised be my Lord for our sister, mother earth,
The which sustains and keeps us
And brings forth diverse fruits with grass and flowers bright.
Praised be my Lord for those who for thy love forgive
And weakness bear and tribulation.
Blessed those who shall in peace endure,
For by thee, most High, shall they be crowned.
Praised be my Lord for our sister, the bodily death,
From the which no living man can flee.
Woe to them who die in mortal sin;
Blessed those who shall find themselves in thy most holy will,
For the second death shall do them no ill.
Praise ye and bless ye my Lord, and give him thanks,
And be subject unto him with great humility.
Adam 