i have wandered far
from Your loving bay,
i believed alone i
can pave my own way.
step one, two, then three
i walked away slowly
from Your presence like
a bird breaking free.
not knowing never have
You locked me inside
of Your words and light,
my God, bring me back.
—
This is my prayer in the desert
When all that’s within me feels dry
This is my prayer in my hunger and need
My God is the God who provides
This is my prayer in the fire
In weakness or trial or pain
There is a faith proved
Of more worth than gold
So refine me Lord through the flame
This is my prayer in the battle
When triumph is still on its way
I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ
So firm on His promise I’ll stand
This is my prayer in the harvest
When favour and providence flow
I know I’m filled to be emptied again
The seed I’ve received I will sow
All of my life
In every season
You are still God
I have a reason to sing
I have a reason to worship
Last week was hellish at work. The coming weeks might be worst because the major event will happen on December 13th. But as this song says, may it be a hellish or heavenly, I will still choose to sing, to worship the good good God who blessed me in ways I will never be able to fathom.
Life surely knows how to knock us down. But my dear, come back stronger. Stand up. Stand tall. We can do this! ❤
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Join us?
Artistry (Inspired by Midnight City by M83)
Midnight city’s blinking skyline against
blinding twilight’s transforming hues,
proves no man-made scene can beat
nature’s flawless and raw artistry.
Well, my dear, it includes you and me.
—
The clouds will rain
The seasons change
(Cause You told them to)
The sun will shine
Your burning light
(Cause You told it to)
When You speak your words through my soul
So I know it’s true
You’re in control
In control
In control
The stars in the sky will hang there
’til You tell them to
The faith in my heart will still sing
Of what Your love can do
And even when life weighs heavy on me
I know You’re in control
And You’re all I need
The stars in the sky will hang there
’til You tell them to
Last week was a major life-turning week for me. I was badly sick, physically, emotionally. It is a turmoil. A catastrophic week.
But as I regain my health, now comes the agony, the fear. If the decision I made was right. I was brave when I said the final goodbye, but now I am afraid of the pain that will come with the coming days.
But then, He is in control. He holds the stars. He controls the moon and the sun. He is enough to comfort my weary heart. He is enough. ❤
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Join us?All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
—
There are days when I feel like a filth. Filth of sin. Filth of envy. Filth of hate. But then, He made me wonderfully. Most of all, despite my filth, He embraces me willingly, lovingly. Is there more than I can ask for? None, anymore. ❤
—
Join us?
You need not to be famous to become somebody.
You are already a hero to the hearts you touched deeply.
And remember He made you, wonderfully.
—
For Your glory
I will do anything
Just to see You
To behold You as my King
I wanna be where You are
I gotta be where You are
I wanna be where You are
I gotta be where You are
—
When life is hard, when your mind and heart is tired, it is comforting to know that there is someone GREAT who loves us more than most. And HIS presence is enough to calm me down. Shed my tears. Brush off the wounds. And stand again. ❤
P.S. This is also the song I picked because I will be singing here in our church this Sunday. 🙂
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Join us? 🙂The simplest of all love songs
I want to bring to You, oh yeah
So I’ll let my words be few, hey
Jesus, I am so in love with You
And I’ll stand in awe of You, Jesus
Yes, I’ll stand in awe of You
And I’ll let my words be few
Jesus, I am so in love with You
—
As a reading writer, words mean a lot to me. I am literally breathing words in and out, almost every second. This song’s title, Let My Words Be Few struck me.
Because indeed, no words will ever be enough to thank, to honor, to praise my and our Creator. ❤
—
Waiting may be tiring,
but when we start thinking
of what is coming,
maybe we can start smiling?
—
Have a blessed Sunday, beloved friends!
—
She is fierce and fearless.
Fierce for clinging to a tattered, tough life.
Fierce for voicing what she thinks is right.
Fierce for loving those she loves.
Fierce for always, always standing up!
Fearless for saying what is true.
Fearless for always starting anew.
Fearless for either praise or boo.
Fearless for loving but not living color blue!
She is fierce and fearless but most of all she is FAITHFUL.
For living a hard life but still seeing what is beautiful.
For praising her soul’s main master.
For writing beautiful poems all tongues can utter.
Time may have diminished her gorgeous beauty,
but time has made her heart a more splendid entity.
Time may not erase her past that’s not so lovely,
but her brave heart remains capable of loving unselfishly.
Today I celebrate with her maker.
Because I am one of the souls she touched deep and deeper.
Today I’m sending this birthday letter,
for a fierce, fearless, faithful woman I call Sister! ❤
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