Instead of sleeping I decided to sing a song to God. Since I have an awesome new microphone I decided to record it and now I am sharing it with you. I didn’t sing to put it here, but to worship God. Therefore it might be long and possibly boring (not to me or to God) and it is mostly in Portuguese (with some parts in English), but feel free to listen to it or download. It was not edited and it has clear errors, but I don’t really care…

My free translation of the words is as follows:

Oh I love you God

I love you God
God of my Salvation
Neither on Earth or in Heaven
is there a King greater than mine.

I will look in your eyes
I will jump on your arms
Like a child spin me around
This is the moment I am longing for
This is the moment I want more
The moment I will meet with You

Download audio file (te_amo_oh_Deus.mp3)
Download: flac ogg mp3

Enjoy,
Cadu

Here is a video of me singing a Brazilian song I like called “Esquadros”, written by Adriana Calcanhotto, a relatively famous Brazilian musician. I am sorry, but if you don’t understand Portuguese all you have left is my “incredible” singing skills…

5/5/09 – Redfern

Isaiah 40

“All people are like grass, and all human faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.
The grass withers and the flowers fall,
because the breath of the LORD blows on them.
Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers and the flowers fall,
but the word of MY GOD endures forever.”
- Isaiah 40:6b-8

“WHO can fathom the Spirit of the LORD (YHWH),
or instruct the LORD as his counselor?
WHOM did the LORD consult to enlightem him,
and who taught him the right way?
WHO was it that taught him knowledge,
or showed him the path of understanding?”
- Isaiah 40:25

“‘To whom will you compare me? Or who is my equal?’ says the HOLY ONE.”
- Isaiah 40:25

“He, the LORD, gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.
[...] those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary;
they will walk and not be faint.”
- Isaiah 40:29,31

WHO can compare himself to God?
Nothing in the universe is comparable to God.
Idols are made of wood, metal, plastic…
they have eyes but don’t see,
they have ears but don’t hear,
they have hands but can’t move.
Not even flies are scared of them;
Flies come and sh*t on their faces,
but the idols can’t even clean themselves.
They are useless like a fly’s sh*t.
But GOD, THE LORD OF HOSTS, created the flies.
And with His word He can kill them.
The LORD is Almighty, Holy and Glorious.
His word will remain forever.
His enemies fear Him,
they run away like a scared rabbit.
Before the LORD they can’t do anything other than surrender,
for the LORD of HOSTS is powerful.
People are like ants to Him,
He can kill them with His pinky finger.
One little breath and they fly away like sand in face of a hurricane.
Compared to the LORD, they are NOTHING.
He is GOD. He is what He is.
He is because He is.
He is Almighty God.
He is the alpha and the omega;
Everlasting, Beginning and End.
Creator of the Universe, King of Kings,
Lord of Lords, Perfect and Eternal.
He is the Righteous Judge,
the LORD of HOSTS,
the ONE that never lies and keeps all his promises.
He is also MY GOD.
He came to Earth, became an ant like me,
layed down His life for me and died on the cross.
His death was not an accident, He died for me.
That cross was mine, the punishment for my sin, but He took it!
He died and rose again.
He is victorious over death!
And all His power is now mine, through His Son Jesus Christ!
Even though He is so HUGE and powerful, He calls me “son”.
And I call Him “Daddy”.
And if anyone wants to harm me, I can call my Dad.
He is scared of no one.
I am victorious, because of Him.
And because of Him, I fear nothing.
Daddy, all I am is yours,
every moment of my life is an offering to YOU.
Please take it and use me as it pleases you.
You are mine, and I am yours.
And I love you…
even when I don’t understand anything.
Even when it looks like the world is falling apart, I trust in you completely.
I just love you forever.

Amen.

Cadu

Today is the 17th (at least where I live) and since 17 is a prime number it is time for a new post! And to make things more simple complicated, I decided that the 2nd and the 17th will be dedicated for reviews (books, music, movies, blogs, whatever I feel like reviewing…)!

Today I want to talk about Libera, an alternative kind of boy band, as they describe themselves. They are a British vocal band of boys that sing unique arranged songs that sometimes remind me of Gregorian chants. Libera is a latin word that means “free”, and while many of their songs are (partially or fully) in Latin, they also sing contemporary songs including their own compositions. Musically speaking, I think they are incredible and their voices and harmonies are perfect. Theologically speaking, ignoring the songs about Mary, some of their songs bring me into a place of worship and awe before the Holiness and Majesty of God.

My favourite songs are “Sanctus”, “Libera”, “Love and Mercy” and “Time”, from their new album “Peace” that should be released already. You can listen to their album “Peace” for free on their Amazon page. You can also visit their website www.libera.org.uk to buy their albums or donate.

See you again on the 19th!
Cadu

Dedico este soneto à Aidé Gurgel.

PARTIDA

Era dia em minha noite escura.
Dia de lua, de saudade… e só.
Dia de chorar minha amargura,
Em que parece que tudo virou pó.

Para onde foste ó eterno amor?
Deixaste minh’alma aflita, insegura…
Para tal tormento não conheço cura.
Voltarias caso clamasse com fervor?

Não há mais nada a que minh’alma anela,
Nem mesmo à ilusão de um impostor.
Estou preso em minha própria cela…

Viver sonhando é o que me resta agora,
Mesmo que sejam sonhos de desamor…
Até que um dia eu também vá embora.

Avião sem asa
Fogueira sem brasa
Sou eu, assim, sem você

Futebol sem bola
Piu-piu sem Frajola
Sou eu, assim, sem você…

Porque é que tem que ser assim?
Se o meu desejo não tem fim

Eu te quero a todo instante
Nem mil alto-falantes
Vão poder falar por mim…

Amor sem beijinho
Buchecha sem Claudinho
Sou eu, assim, sem você

Circo sem palhaço
Namoro sem abraço
Sou eu, assim, sem você…

Tô louca pra te ver chegar
Tô louca pra te ter nas mãos

Deitar no teu abraço
Retomar o pedaço
Que falta no meu coração…

Eu não existo longe de você
E a solidão, é o meu pior castigo
Eu conto as horas pra poder te ver
Mas o relógio tá de mal comigo…

Por quê? Por quê?

Neném sem chupeta
Romeu sem Julieta
Sou eu, assim, sem você

Carro sem estrada
Queijo sem goiabada
Sou eu, assim, sem você…

Porque é que tem que ser assim?
Se o meu desejo não tem fim

Eu te quero a todo instante
Nem mil alto-falantes
Vão poder falar por mim…

Eu não existo longe de você
E a solidão, é o meu pior castigo
Eu conto as horas pra poder te ver
Mas o relógio tá de mal comigo…

“For true love is inexhaustible; the more you give, the more you have. And if you go to draw at the true fountainhead, the more water you draw, the more abundant is its flow.”

“When you give yourself, you receive more than you give.”

“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

“Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.”