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
Sunday, May 14, 2006
-9:05 pm
"haha... that makes the two of you :)"
As innocently meant as this comment was, I couldn't help but be struck by it. Until this point, I never really realised how alike we are- the same temper, the same loud voice, the same authoritative manner, the same commanding tone,
the same pride, the same reluctance to apologise and say that we're wrong, and the same struggle we face with each other.
I am like him.
He's like me.
I don't know how to love him in the face of his temper and storm of angry words; it's so difficult.
But put myself in his shoes and I get the same thing: he doesn't know how to express his love for me when I get all huffy with him. It's a circle, a cycle, a system of gears; once one cranks into action, all the others start turning in tandem. How do we get out of this, I don't know.
It's a deadlock, a standoff, a stalemate.
None of us dares to initiate a move because you can never tell when the volatile other might explode in your face. He must feel the same way. I should walk a mile in his shoes, to know how it feels like. Someday I'll be in his place. But right now, I can't see from his perspective because we're meant to be at odds with one another. It's the Generation Gap, they say.
I'm trying, and sometimes, when I put myself in his shoes, I feel downright ashamed of what I've said and done, though it's realising too late for the damage is done. Then, I'll remember what he has said and done and I'll feel angry again. What can I do to make things better?
I feel like it's such a huge drain- for the lack of a better expression- to jump across. The gap has widened so much until I don't know if I might jump and miss the landing, falling deep into the ravine below.
But before one of us takes the first crucial though humbling step to make peace, it's still going to be a standoff, like the Gulf War, complete with all the ammo and casualties.
Who can break a stalemate?
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God will make a way
where there seems to be no way
He works in ways we cannot see
He will make a way for me
He will be my guide
hold me closely to His side
with love ang strength for each new day
He will make a way
He will make a way.
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