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
Thursday, September 15, 2005
-9:54 pm
It's late and I need to sleep. The cough syrup is making me drowsy and hence here I am rambling nonsense. I don't make sense even to myself. How strange (:
Just helped Kevin Shih change his blog layout. Found some really nice blogskins which I'd like to use myself but I think I'll pass for tonight because I realised that I'll have to do a whole lot of editing before it looks right. And I'm not thinking straight enough for that. I shudder to think how it would turn out if I did it in this weird, surreal mood I'm in now. Wonder if I should just revamp my whole blog, or even better, just start a new one with a new identity. Delete this current blog and erase all my written thoughts for the past one year. But no. That's utterly unthinkable. Change my layout, yes. But no way am I deleting this blog. I'll be losing a part of me and my past. Haha it sounds like throwing away pieces of precious oral history.
I suddenly have this strange craving for Australian beef pie. Mm... I can still remember how it tastes like. Nicely baked, flaky on the outside, crumbly pastry, warm stewed minced beef in a tasty thick brown gravy, the taste is just oh so marvellous. My family and I ate that for almost all three meals every day while we were on the road to Albany, and sometimes on top of meals of big servings of fish and chips or some fast food joint which specialises in chicken (not KFC though). This makes me wonder what's wrong with me. I feel like a cranky pregnant woman with insatiable random cravings for certain foods.
Speaking of which, I recently had a dream about getting pregnant, again. This is so freaky. I wonder if it is an ominous sign. BUT I always assure myself that nothing will happen at the wrong time (i.e. out of wedlock) because I'm a good Christian girl who won't compromise my values for anything else. Remember waking up feeling strangely disoriented for a moment. I can recall craving for laksa/ char kway teow with extra cockles in the middle of the night and my loving husband waking up to buy it for me. Ok, maybe I should stop recounting now. This is getting really weird. *shivers*
My brain is now grinding to a halt and I can practically feel the gears shutting down on me as though there's some power failure. This can only mean one thing: it's time for bed. Good night (:
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