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
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
-7:44 pm
Has been a while since I last blogged. JC life is really pretty hectic. I hardly get to reach home before 5pm anymore, except for fridays- that is, if I don't have play readings on. Being so busy with work, I find myself once again in that familiar place of too much bustle, caught up in the whirlwind of activity, with worldly paper chases and the highly competitive rat race which characterises a school like RJC. It's extremely hard not to let all that sweep you away with the flow because everyone's just fighting so hard not to merely do well in school; it's not enough to be outstanding, you have emerge valedictorian- to be the best. This is a mantra and goal in life for many people I know but I strongly disagree, for reasons which the book Purpose Driven Life would explain very clearly.
Anyways, back to ranting about my schedule. My weekends aren't much better either, though I'd like to think otherwise. The past two weekends have been rather mad with theatre play outings clashing with church commitments (which IRKS ME TO NO END- why must we always watch plays on saturdays?), LCE and lots of work to complete. I'm not going to compromise church for TSD anymore. I don't care if Mr L. will shoot me death glares or if I have to endure his snide remarks for the rest of the two years.
I've realised with so many things on my mind, I shall just go mad and die that way if I didn't create time-out periods for myself, just to relax, let go and allow myself that space of rest and peace. Be it on the bus home from school or in the middle of "chionging" work, I find myself yearning more and more to be in God's presence, to let Him lead me beside quiet waters and make me lie down in green pastures as He restores my soul. Ah the comfort and peace I experience just being in His arms transcends
all understanding. (:
Without these moments of just being still and knowing that He is God, I don't know how I'm supposed to go on. God's my lifeline, to whom I cling on tight, lest I fear the darkest, deepest recesses of the rocky valley. I was listening to Steven Curtis Chapman's
Burn the Ships on the bus home just now and the song really spoke to me. Nobody said it would be easy. But the one who brought has brought me thus far is never going to leave me alone.
His resounding voice continues to ring in my head; bringing words of promise and hope, something I'll never exchange for gold nor silver, better than any self-help book written in the whole wide world.
So do not fear for I am with you, do not be dismayed for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.And that for me, is all I need to know.
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