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, July 23, 2006
-6:57 pm
Life's beautiful.
I've never felt so... happy before. Ok maybe more like blissful? It's a combination of peace, joy and love, like I just can't keep myself from hugging the next person I see or just dancing around in jubilation. Why, you might ask. I honestly don't know. Things are still the same- far from perfect. Not all my prayers have been answered. Even though I still face heartache and rough times, there's this stillness in me that keeps me from crumbling or caving in to the demands of the world. I just find myself waking up most mornings feeling so happy and thankful to be alive, to be breathing the fresh, cool morning air, to see the marvelous blend of colours and light in the morning sky and feeling the crunch of the dew wet grass under my feet as I walk to school. It's weird. But if I may hazard a guess, I would say it's my God of Wonders. (:
A simple appreciation being able to breathe, see, hear, taste, smell and touch, knowing there's so much more to life than what most people think goes such a long way.
I've always lamented a lack of a certain kind of radio station that I'll truly enjoy listening to. Not that I shun mainstream music; it's just that nowadays, everything's either angsty, sad, lovesick, depressing or too full of stuff about sex/vulgarities that I can't stand listening to anything else other than 92.4 and the international station (that's why I sometimes find myself listening to some guy reading the news in french). Music and songs are now centered on things/people other than the One who enabled us to create them. To me, music was meant for glorifying God.
Thanks to Bro. Vic's recommendation, I've found great alternatives. My only grouse is that I need a PC for it. I can't listen to it when I'm on the move. Anyhow, seeing that I need to broaden my music horizons so that I can grow in my craft and creativity, listening to the radio's more economic than buying CDs.
Give live streaming a try:
http://www.christianradio.com/worldstations.aspThe Aussie station Inspire 103.2 FM's my kind of station. Great music, not a lot of talking.
Life's just wonder-full. (:
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at 9:28 am
clement said...
Since you've requested, I'm on your blog and I have a comment... I'll oblige you by putting a comment here, instead of your tagboard.
A very well-written post - colourful and appropriate words at the right places, and well-described ideas. I can never reach your level - maybe somewhere near, but not on par. When I read your entry, I was awe-struck - it's really nice - better than the ones I produce, at least.
If only I could write three-quarters as well as you.
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at 7:17 pm
clement said...
I'm not harping on it; I'm just being super envious.
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at 12:10 am
Mich. said...
Haha thanks Clem, for your comment, though I do not think I deserve such high praise. Different people have different writing styles. I wish you wouldn't compare yourself with others. For me, writing is personal gratification and as long as I feel I've expressed myself adequately, I'm satisfied. Don't be envious because writing is a technique, a skill which you can acquire and improve at so continue to work at it. I'll be more than glad to help with any tricky grammatical stuff you encounter.
And Sandra, I'm surprised you still come here. As much as I reckon you'll probably not believe me, I miss you. Honest. Hope you're doing ok. Managed to get to your blog some time ago but you appear to have moved.