lifesong
Everyone needs compassion
Love that's never failing
Let mercy fall on me
Everyone needs forgiveness
The kindness of a Saviour
The hope of nations
Saviour, He can move the mountains
My God is mighty to save
He is mighty to save
Forever author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave
So take me as you find me
All my fears and failures
Fill my life again
I give my life to follow
Everything I believe in
Now I surrender
Shine your light in
Let the whole world see
We're singing, for the glory
Of the risen King
Jesus, Shine your light in
Let the whole world see
We're singing for the glory
Of the risen king
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
-9:26 pm
There are some brief moments of respite from the harsh reality of life, flashes of God's little messages of love conveyed through various things and fleeting moments. Like the other day before an evening power walk, I happened to see the orange tabby downstairs and just sat down to stroke its downy fur. I was listening to Your Love Is Extravagant by Casting Crowns then and the sudden realisation of how beautifully God created the soft little furball in my lap just struck me. A sense of awe and admiration for God just welled up in my heart. But it was over as soon as it started. These precious instances always leave me refreshed and comforted.
Was just fiddling around with the guitar in class today after school while waiting for CCA to start. Adelyn was searching for songs to sing for her night prayer meeting and Sara was helping her. I started to help Adelyn pitch her voice for the different songs to find the right key and I ended up playing the songs on the guitar with Adelyn and Sara harmonising. It was pretty cool! Especially when we sang Worthy is the Lamb. It was like wow. Because the classroom was so quiet, our voices climbing the scale and accelerating into a crescendo resulted in a really beautiful melody. Awesome. The gift of music is really one that we can use to glorify God's name. Singing praises to Him in the classroom was truly an experience; I'm so glad I chose to go up to class instead of stay in the prefects' room.
In a separate incident, I remember reading Monday's newspapers when I came across this photo of young, thin, scruffy Indian boys sitting forlornly in a room. The captions explained that apparently, these boys were among 600 child labourers rescued by police officers from a textile factory in Mumbai. Seeing the confused and innocent dirt-stained faces of those children just broke my heart. The look on their faces was just more than words can express. A picture speaks a thousand words. Tears threatened to spill over down my cheeks. I wanted so much to gather them in my arms for a hug and to tell them that Jesus loves them. I prayed that God would send someone to reach out to them, to lead them to the saving knowledge of Christ, and not to leave them to live the rest of their lives not knowing and experiencing the unconditional love of God. That would be really tragic.
And I reflected on how fortunate I am, with a loving family, educational opportunities, modern comfort and enjoying the pleasures of life while they were children without people to love them, didn't know that they were children of the King, without a chance to go to school- the picture was aptly titled "Children Robbed of Play".
God, I wish that You would touch their lives in a special way and let them know that You are their loving Father in Heaven. Please.
Here I Go Againby Casting Crowns
Father, hear my prayer
I need the perfect words
Words that he will hear
And know they're straight from You
I don't know what to say
I only know it hurts
To see my only friend slowly fade away
So maybe this time I'll speak the words of life
With Your fire in my eyes
But that old familiar fear is tearing at my words
What am I so afraid of?
Chorus:
'Cause here I go again
Talkin 'bout the rain
And mulling over things that won't live past today
And as I dance around the truth
Time is not his friend
This might be my last chance to tell him
That You love Him
But here I go again, here I go again
Lord, You love him so, You gave Your only Son
If he will just believe; he will never die
But how then will he know what he has never heard
Lord he has never seen mirrored in my life
This might be my last chance to tell him
That You love him
This might be my last chance to tell him
That You love him
You love him, You love him
What Am I so afraid
What am I so afraid
What am I so afraid of?
How then will he know
What he has never heard
[To hear my playlist of
Casting Crowns songs, click on the link.]
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at 1:15 am
blah said...
So very often, many people miss out on God's beautiful creations simply because they are too caught up in the "harsh reality of life" to take a moment, and just look around them.
Thankfully, there are those like us who do.
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at 8:36 pm
Mich. said...
Agreed. I'm glad you do too. Too many people are so caught up in the whirlwind of city life, going about their busy schedules and fail to truly stop, reflect and just appreciate the simple pleasures of life, even if it is just pausing to smell the flowers.
Can I have the honour of linking you?
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at 2:37 am
blah said...
*chuckles and prods Rien-chan*
No I wouldn't mind at all, as I have already linked you at my place.
However, there is no "s" in my URL ^^;
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at 9:39 am
Mich. said...
oops, my apologies. what are you doing up at such an unearthly hour? or is it just the time zone difference? (:
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at 3:46 pm
blah said...
Definitely 100% time difference ^ ~
Really unfortunate that that's the case, but I'm actually up at that time in my time zone...like right now haha