In your FACE!!!!!

hehe....CONTRARY TO THE TITLE...I am NOT pissed...it's just that I deactivated my FACEbook account...(ALL puns intended)...Why you ask? I never got the hang of it..and it was getting annoying...for those of you who know me long enough and my issues with cameras and all...yeah...you won't have to ask why it annoys me...haha....anyway...it TRIED to keep me activated...by saying my friends will miss me.....too bad...lol...I won't miss them...coz I don't need facebook to keep in touch with them...so there!

Free!Free!Victor is Free!

Rain

The skies thundered, the lightning roared,
The earth was drenched as water poured,
Bit by bit, with every thought,
Eroded my resolve, my strength, my forte;

All around the earth seemed gray,
As every bitter memory was brought into play,
With no paths out, or easy way,
I challenged God, my heart to say;

"Where are You now, what will You do?
I've lost my way, I feel like a fool,
Are You so cruel to leave me to die,
Have You not heard my soul's desperate cry?
I sang and I prayed,
With painful endurance,
And yet all I'm getting is stony silence,
Are You even listening to what I have to say,
Or am I talking to myself?"
I cried in dismay;

Tears poured forth as I sat there alone,
The cold of the rain, reaching in to my bones,
Despite the shelter from the rain,
Did my car provide,
It could not fully shield me,
From the pain I felt inside;

Resigned to my sadness, I turned my car around,
Heading for home, though comfort may not be found,
I listened intently for however slight a sound,
To be assured of Your presence, Your love without bounds;

I turned to my friends, my last recourse,
For encouragement and comfort,
For which only You are the true source,
And yet You have shown Your Grace in Your own time,
With the sharing of the verse 2 Corinthians 12:9;

Truly I am weak, as my faults clearly show,
Burdened by guilt, by sin brought low,
Reaping the hurts that my actions have sowed,
Experiences too painful for my heart to hold,

Yet there You are, With Your promising truth,
When You said "My grace is sufficient for You",
That in my weakness Your power will be,
Made perfect in my life, for all to see,

So I will boast ever gladly,
Of my weaknesses in me,
So that Your divine power, may rest upon me,
And in times of trouble let this be my song,
"When I am weak, then I am strong".

Deeper

Take me deeper than I've been before...drown me for all I care..drown me in Your love and Your mercy and the knowledge of knowing more of You...even if it takes the breaking of my very spirit and essence to know Your heart...take me deeper to the deepest depths...I want to know You, to hear Your voice,to feel You more than before....Jesus I want more....

Dance

Suddenly I just imagined myself dancing...not tango or waltz....and certainly not agogo....but just to be able to move freely in the presence of God, knowing He is there, and just rejoicing and dancing....I'm sure David loved it....and though I might have "2 left feet" when it comes to dancing and footwork...I'd love to dance....yes...I'd love to dance before Him...

God, You're just awesome You know that?

God really works in awesome ways....Really He does...When I was confused and down and just lost...He showed me that I was feeling confused and downed etc etc over something that didn't/shouldn't even apply to me...at least not yet....and He did it in the most amazing and unique way...I can't really describe it here...but once again He did it...and I am reminded of the lesson He gave me early this year on the eve of the new year and 1st Jan...that He knows...and He will deliver....

Be everything to me,
Be more than a story,
More than words on a page of history,
Be the air that I breathe,
The water I thirst for,
And the ground beneath my feet,
Be everything to me.

-Taken and adapted from Everything to Me-Avalon

Simple yet profound

" I look at Him, He looks at me, and we are happy"

-An 18th century Russian peasant when asked why he spent hours on end in the chapel

Frustration

Desperately, helplessly, longingly I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.

I pled and wept for a clue to my fate;
And the Master so gently said, "Child, you must wait."

"Wait? You say wait!" my indignant reply;
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!"
Is Your hand shortened? Or have You not heard?
By faith I have asked, and am claiming Your word.

My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance, and YOU tell me to WAIT?
I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign,
Or even a 'no' to which I can resign.

And Lord You promised that if we believe,
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry:
"I'm weary of asking! I need a reply!"

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied once again, "You must wait."

So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut
And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting.....for what?"

He seemed, then, to kneel, and His eyes wept with mine,
And He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run."

All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want-But, you wouldn't know Me.

You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint;
You'd not know the power I give to the faint;
You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair;
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there;
You'd not know the joy of resting in Me,
When darkness and silence were all you could see.
You'd never experience that fullness of love,
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove;
You'd know that I give and I save...(for a start),
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.

The glow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight,
The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked,
Of an infinite God, who makes what you have LAST.

You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that "My Grace is sufficient for thee."
Yes, your dreams for your life overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss! If I lost what I'm doing in you!

So, be silent, My child, and in time you will see,
That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me.
And though oft' may My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still, "WAIT."

Taken from "Perspectives-a spiritual guide for twenty-somethings"
Author Unknown
Re-posted from the blog of my beloved sister