Tuesday, August 25, 2009

In Memory of Aaliyah Dana Haughton

written by Marcel "LIFE" Terrazas

It’s been so long since I’ve been without you.
I remember crying my eyes out was all I could do.

I remember the day we met.
Walking downstairs looking so heaven sent.

You sang happy birthday just for me.
How you hugged me and asked me to join your party.

I remember the kiss on the cheek and the wink in your eye.
Just thinking about it makes me want to cry.

How you whispered and said “I’ll see you again”.
Like you knew you would become my friend.

Then there was that night at the club in Hollywood.
How you made me feel like no one else could.

There you were with all your friends around you.
But, when you saw me what did you do?

You walked up to me and said, “I told you I’d see you again”.
I couldn’t believe that you remembered me out of all your friends.

You pulled me on the dance floor and you let me hold you tight.
And we showed the whole world what it was like to dance right.

I gave you a picture of me to keep.
I never knew its meaning would be so deep.

But that’s for later on.
Because there’s still more to go on.

After that was that night at City Walk.
How there was nobody else as we sat all night to talk.

How I remember the way you smile.
Telling me that no one else was worth while.

Even when all of your other friends had gone.
You sat with me and sang me my favorite song.

“Tell me are you that somebody.”
I wish I could’ve been that somebody.

You showed me the picture I once had given you.
Telling me you carried it with everything else you do.

Remember how we laughed as people walked on by.
Acting like there was nobody but you and I.

And then you were gone just out of the blue.
I was in shock I didn’t know what to do.

What would I do without my best friend.
Losing you could have leaded to my own end.

But then I thought about what you had said.
The world wouldn’t benefit if I was dead.

So I decided to live like you taught me to.
As if every day was another closer to you.

Who would’ve thought those words would mean more.
And that after that day I wouldn’t see you anymore.

And I think of the line from your movie.
“Because no matter how much I cry you won’t be coming back to me.”

I remember when I met Dame at the memorial.
As we cried together at the end of this chronicle.

Then he told me how you still had that picture.
And how you carried it with you like it was second nature.

That’s when I realized just how wonderful you were.
That’s when I got the peace and my answer.

I pray as the plane went down you clutched my picture tight.
And knew that though you’d be gone we would be alright.

You touched the life of everybody you ever met.
You’re somebody none of us will ever forget.

And so here I am again.
Thinking about my long lost friend.

Every year I watch Queen of the Damned and Romeo Must Die.
Just seeing you again and it makes me break down and cry.

Every year I play the remix to I Miss You...
“Your fans is missing you the galleries missing you Damn we missing you (It's been too long and I'm lost without you)”.

As the lyrics just keep playing again and again in my head.
I think to myself how could this beautiful angel be dead?

God I know that she’s sitting there by your side.
Please let her know that when she was gone a piece of all of us died.

So here I am thanking God we once met.
Hoping that there’s another time we’ll meet yet.

So Aaliyah just in case you didn’t know it was true.
I love you and miss you and I’ll never forget you.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

THE SPIRIT OF LIFE

For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death.
(ROMANS 8 : 2)

John Lake was a missionary in Central Africa when an epidemic broke out. Thousands of people were dying. One of the doctors sent by the local government asked him what he used to inoculate himself with against the virus.

Lake directed the doctor to put a sample of the living virus under a microscope, and view the masses of living germs. He then took the sample in his hand for a moment and then returned it to the microscope. To the doctor's amazement the germs were dead.

"That is the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus," he declared. "As long as I keep my soul in contact with the living God. . . no germ can attach itself to me. My spirit and body are so filled with the blessed presence of God, it even oozes from my pores."

The "law of the Spirit of life" is the regulating, activating power, and life of the Holy Spirit that has set us free from the power of sin, hell, and the grave.