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, October 03, 2006
-10:08 pm
I guess nothing's more Michelle-ish than this Kisses from Heaven blogskin. Though the momentary change was rather refreshing, click-to-navigate blogskins are just not for me. And the tiny scroll-space (or whatever-you-call-it-in-web-terms) is definitely not suitable, given my tendency to write long and rambling posts.
Thank you, Sandra, for creating this layout.
Watched John Tucker Must Die yesterday with Candice, Brandon and Brian. If you're in for a mindless comedy and a good laugh (from an abundance of ribaldry and bold innuendos), then it's the show for you. I knew it was a trashy movie. But Brandon wanted to watch it. (I wonder why he'll want to watch a chick flick.) I'd rather watch Little Miss Sunshine but I didn't want to make things difficult for the rest of them. So I went with the flow. Can't say it was worth the money but oh well. It was funny and entertaining at least. The better part of our time was spent shopping! Candice and I walked around Far East and got pretty new earrings. (: She's a great shopping partner.
Spent the morning today in school with the guitar exco. I forsee busy weeks ahead with open house. The unfortunate part: slipped down some wet steps near the RI bus stop and cut my hand. Didn't realise it was bleeding until 10 minutes later when I wondered why it was stinging so badly. It formed an ugly wound that has slowly dried up into a thick brownish crust. But after I got it wet and soaked in the shower, it softened, cracked and is now oozing some clear, yellowish substance which mingles with the glistening red blood- and it hurts.
Somehow though, it's not the only part of me that's bleeding.Finished off Catherine Lim's The Bondmaid in the afternoon. She's got some bomb vocabulary. I still haven't gotten round to checking up the long list of words I wrote down, all of which she used in the book. She uses words like "insouciance/insouciant" and "obesiance" a lot. I think she's a fabulous writer, if you turn a blind eye to her trashy poetry in the Today paper. My next conquest would be Margaret Atwood's Life Before Man. It should be interesting, but hopefully not as disturbing or extreme as The Edible Woman. At least I'm getting somewhere with H3 lit and am enjoying it. (:
Then, I watched Love Actually. I borrowed it together with Must Love Dogs from the RJ library. I'm starting to appreciate the merits of our school library with it's rather palatable buffet of VCDs/DVDs available for loan. Think I was in the mood for romantic comedies. Love Actually was
lovely (pun intended), though kind of confusing at first with so many seemingly unrelated threads of the plot developing simultaneously. But it made me feel somewhat wistful and perhaps
too reflective.
But I'm glad the movie made me think, not only about romantic love, but all kinds of love- familial and platonic. Christmas is the season when you tell the truth, tell the people you love that you love them, even though it might be a crazy thing to do under certain circumstances. That was what the movie's convergent plot lines were all about. What's the price to pay for passion? Are you willing to take that risk?
Love actually, is all around.I would believe so. But whether it is freely articulated or expressed, I am not so sure.
Nonetheless, one thing I know, is that the Father's love is wholly unconditional and unfailing, expressed in ways so tangible but often overlooked by our distracted eyes. We do not realise the largesse of it or look around for the little reminders of love He paints across the skies and the earth. Was reading the first few chapters of Jeremiah last night. His loving kindness was so undeniably palpable. His was more than willing to forgive Israel for their unfaithfulness if only they'd repent and return to Him. Despite their flagrant adultery, His words spoke of a longing for His children to see the error of their ways as He would welcome them home with loving arms wide open.
There's beggary in love that can be reckoned.Indeed, His love for you and I is immeasurably greater than what we can ever imagine, to say the least.
Hm. I'm in a rather melancholic mood now. Wondering about the whys, hows and what ifs. Off I go, to write some letters that no one will ever read.
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at 5:36 pm
said...
Yeah, lazy to log-in into my blgger account to tag, so I'll just put my name here.
Yes, it's so much better seeing this Kisses from Heaven blogskin, which very much suits you, as compared to the other one - not that it sucks, but it just doesn't suit you; it's just.. so you.
Furthermore, it's quite (READ: very) troublesome having to click here, click there, but still be on the same page. I wonder why people nowadays like creating click-to-navigate blogskins, instead of the good ol' side-bar ones.
Last but not least, this blogskin is really special - like it's got some spell on it, that makes me feel like it (the skin) represents you, and it's specially tailored to suit you and your preferences.
Before I end.. Now I know why you want me to tag by using the comment function - because I tend to write very, very long comments, taking up alot of space.
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at 9:59 pm
Mich. said...
I agree wholeheartedly with you, Clem. (: Funny how Sandra made a blogskin that seems to capture the very essence of who I am. It's somewhat inexplicable. Haha I'm not sure if even I could have replicated the effort to such a T.
Anyways, yes Clem, I realised that when you use the comment function, you're able to express yourself more freely without worrying about overunning the word count. So, be my guest! Write as much as you wish (: