Across the desert, the sun scorched sand, still we push on, not knowing what lies ahead, we'll make our stand. Come storm or scouring wind, come what fate may bring, we'll face it all, through all the changes of the cold wind, come trials and suffering, the bells of perseverance will ring. Let it ring, let it ring, and let the voices of the determined sing
Monday, December 27, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Happy Birthday
So, its your birthday today. How do you feel?
Well, for starters, I'm really thankful for awesome friends, who care enough to sing me a song and wish me, and some even to the extent of surprising me in Midvalley. Really touched by these awesome people who have been such a blessing to my life. On this day, as they celebrate my birthday with me, I want to celebrate as well. Celebrate them, the awesome people that have made life all that more worth living.
I would also love to celebrate God, for His love in my life. For all He's done. For all the time He's given me so far. I love You Jesus, and may whatever days I have left celebrate Your extraordinary love for this world.
Today, on my brithday, I choose to ignore the pains and hurts that are trying to disrupt me. I choose life, and to celebrate it.
Happy Birthday You. God bless.
I would also love to celebrate God, for His love in my life. For all He's done. For all the time He's given me so far. I love You Jesus, and may whatever days I have left celebrate Your extraordinary love for this world.
Today, on my brithday, I choose to ignore the pains and hurts that are trying to disrupt me. I choose life, and to celebrate it.
Happy Birthday You. God bless.
Friday, October 8, 2010
I'm fine....really...
Like duh...you're so obviously not.....and you see the stares telling you that too...the kind of "what is wrong with you today la? and don't tell me you're fine...I'm not falling for that..." stare. Yes, I'm not fine. How? What to do? Not as though there's a whole lot I can do bout it. Sometimes I really hate feeling like this. I just want to be able to sit there content and smiling, to laugh with people, and to just enjoy the fun and hype with friends...especially with hype ppl like the CFers...but its not always an option open to me. So many things on my mind right now. Sigh. What to do....If only I could forget everything I want to forget, and ignore everything I want to ignore.
I need You, more than words can say.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Thank You God!!!
It's only been three hours or so since the end of CF Retreat 2010 and I miss it already. After months of preparation and stressing and running about and chasing people/stuff its finally over. Sigh. Wish it could all happen again. Was worth it. Was so awesome the way God moved in my own life in that camp and I hope in the lives of the other campers as well.
God, thanks again for this wonderful experience, from the start of planning down to the end of the execution of the camp and its activities. Help me to continue to learn to be still, and know You are God, exalted above the nations, exalted above the heavens.
God, thanks again for this wonderful experience, from the start of planning down to the end of the execution of the camp and its activities. Help me to continue to learn to be still, and know You are God, exalted above the nations, exalted above the heavens.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
To: My child
My dearest child,
The day you were born, my face was aglow,
A blessing you are, of this I know,
As I held you in my arms,my heart was content,
Yet your innocence beared an ominous portent,
For I knew the trials arrayed against you,
I foresaw the tribulations you would go through,
Of hurts and pains,
Of sufferings,
The problems you will face,
The bitterness you will taste,
Of relationships turned wrong, or being turned away,
Of the dangers of temptations, and being led astray,
I knew you would explore the world around you,
But worried if you would dabble, in things dangerous too,
Of the powers of this world.
And the evil trapped within,
And the overwhelming power,
Of the darkness that is sin,
I worried for your future,
In a world deprived of honour,
Would you stand up tall,
Or would you crumble and fall?
Yet there was a cause for joy,
For I also saw, the things you would enjoy,
All your aspirations and your dreams,
And all the sweetness that it brings,
All the things you would overcome,
And the champion I know you could become,
Know, my child should otherwise be said,
That life is not about how much you're paid,
Nor is it about wealth and power,
Nor even fame for that matter,
Grow to be a man of honour,
Grow up pure, my precious daughter,
Maintain your values, keep them well,
Whatever beholds, only time will tell,
One thing is assured,
Should you honour God,
When your life is measured,
It will be worth a whole lot,
My dearest child,
As you grow up now, may you grow up tall,
And remember these words once and for all,
That on those days that you should fall,
Your Father is there, if you but call,
As you begin your life's very first mile,
And seemingly without a single clue,
Remember this my dearest child,
That I, your Father, will always love you.
The day you were born, my face was aglow,
A blessing you are, of this I know,
As I held you in my arms,my heart was content,
Yet your innocence beared an ominous portent,
For I knew the trials arrayed against you,
I foresaw the tribulations you would go through,
Of hurts and pains,
Of sufferings,
The problems you will face,
The bitterness you will taste,
Of relationships turned wrong, or being turned away,
Of the dangers of temptations, and being led astray,
I knew you would explore the world around you,
But worried if you would dabble, in things dangerous too,
Of the powers of this world.
And the evil trapped within,
And the overwhelming power,
Of the darkness that is sin,
I worried for your future,
In a world deprived of honour,
Would you stand up tall,
Or would you crumble and fall?
Yet there was a cause for joy,
For I also saw, the things you would enjoy,
All your aspirations and your dreams,
And all the sweetness that it brings,
All the things you would overcome,
And the champion I know you could become,
Know, my child should otherwise be said,
That life is not about how much you're paid,
Nor is it about wealth and power,
Nor even fame for that matter,
Grow to be a man of honour,
Grow up pure, my precious daughter,
Maintain your values, keep them well,
Whatever beholds, only time will tell,
One thing is assured,
Should you honour God,
When your life is measured,
It will be worth a whole lot,
My dearest child,
As you grow up now, may you grow up tall,
And remember these words once and for all,
That on those days that you should fall,
Your Father is there, if you but call,
As you begin your life's very first mile,
And seemingly without a single clue,
Remember this my dearest child,
That I, your Father, will always love you.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Able
I twist and I turn,
On the inside I churn,
Fear and worry,
They torment me,
Of sleepless nights and cold sweat,
Oh the amount of those I have had,
Feeling the circumstances piled before,
And the consequences dire if I should fall,
A leader it would seem,
Is a hard thing to be,
Rather would I have been,
An ordinary guy, just me,
Burdens placed on shoulders not wide enough,
Bending a back not at all that tough,
Walking a tightrope of uncertainty,
Walking that tightrope blindly,
"What can I do?"
My desperate cry,
I need some help,
That I can't deny,
Apathy strikes,
Its claws digging in,
Regret follows,
Of what could have been,
Desperately I look,
And no one was there,
To reassure,
My burden to share,
Realisation dawns,
I've looked the wrong way,
When all things seemed lost,
My vision too, went astray,
A song plays,
Its melody familiar,
The words reminding me always,
Of a God who calms all fear,
I know my God is able,
I know my God never fails,
I know my God is able,
He knows me through,
He knows me true,
He knows the fear I have,
He knows my worries too,
When my strength begins to fade,
When I lack confidence,
He teaches me to have faith,
In His divine providence,
I trust in You with all I am,
Coz I know You have the master plan,
So I'll throw my life into Your hands,
For Your glory, For Your glory,
I step forward into the fray,
My faith placed in Him alone,
I know my trust He will not betray,
For He is my solid stone,
Trust in Him all you people,
Even in the midst of situations terrible,
Take heart in the midst of your trouble,
For it is then that you will know,
Your God is able,
The strength of youth will fade away,
And the pride of achievements lead you astray,
Perseverance itself might crumble and fall,
But my God is above them all,
Things may change like the turn of a table,
When it seems that I may be making a gamble,
In moments like these when I feel unstable,
I look to You and I know,
My God is able.
On the inside I churn,
Fear and worry,
They torment me,
Of sleepless nights and cold sweat,
Oh the amount of those I have had,
Feeling the circumstances piled before,
And the consequences dire if I should fall,
A leader it would seem,
Is a hard thing to be,
Rather would I have been,
An ordinary guy, just me,
Burdens placed on shoulders not wide enough,
Bending a back not at all that tough,
Walking a tightrope of uncertainty,
Walking that tightrope blindly,
"What can I do?"
My desperate cry,
I need some help,
That I can't deny,
Apathy strikes,
Its claws digging in,
Regret follows,
Of what could have been,
Desperately I look,
And no one was there,
To reassure,
My burden to share,
Realisation dawns,
I've looked the wrong way,
When all things seemed lost,
My vision too, went astray,
A song plays,
Its melody familiar,
The words reminding me always,
Of a God who calms all fear,
I know my God is able,
I know my God never fails,
I know my God is able,
He knows me through,
He knows me true,
He knows the fear I have,
He knows my worries too,
When my strength begins to fade,
When I lack confidence,
He teaches me to have faith,
In His divine providence,
I trust in You with all I am,
Coz I know You have the master plan,
So I'll throw my life into Your hands,
For Your glory, For Your glory,
I step forward into the fray,
My faith placed in Him alone,
I know my trust He will not betray,
For He is my solid stone,
Trust in Him all you people,
Even in the midst of situations terrible,
Take heart in the midst of your trouble,
For it is then that you will know,
Your God is able,
The strength of youth will fade away,
And the pride of achievements lead you astray,
Perseverance itself might crumble and fall,
But my God is above them all,
Things may change like the turn of a table,
When it seems that I may be making a gamble,
In moments like these when I feel unstable,
I look to You and I know,
My God is able.
*Italics from God is Able by Planetshakers*
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Take A Closer Look At Me
People say first impressions are everything,
That what you see if what you get,
So if you dress like a pauper or you dress like a king,
You either live with pride or regret,
Not so I say,
It shouldn't be this way,
To judge a man by his looks,
Would be like vindicating crooks,
Take a look at me,
What do you see?
A face of freckles,
A large pair of spectacles,
A too-big nose and a crooked smile,
Hair so thick it could stretch a mile,
Features seemingly etched in stone,
Looks that basically say "leave me alone",
Listen intently, what do you hear?
Laughter that sounds like it came from a deer,
A voice so boring it could turn paint dry,
Flightless birds to escape would fly,
A character so boring it would almost pass for mature,
About as interesting as a pile of manure,
Jokes spoken like it came from a seer,
Inducing not laughter but instead fear,
If by such values a man is judged,
Then I am but a man walking with a crutch,
But if face value never counts for much,
Why then do I sometimes feel such?
Would you look past the surface into a soul deep within,
To see the person inside my skin,
Past the funny hair-do and dressing style,
Past the blemished face and the weird smile,
Beyond our husks we are but the same,
A soul of identity, a soul with a name,
Why then are we treated differently, are our looks to blame?
Is surgery then the only option, so nature I can tame?
It may be difficult for you to really see,
Granted, my looks doesn't make things easy,
But will you put aside the values that be,
And take a closer look at me?
A child of God, just like you,
A child that God called beautiful,
A child of destiny, whatever His plans be,
A child of His, that's me,
Through trials and failures I have worked through,
By His strength which steers me true,
Wanting to be appreciated for the things I do,
Wanting to be loved, just like you,
Beneath the smiles and the laughter aloud,
Throbs a heart, in pain and in doubt,
Only His love sustains me throughout,
Telling me He loves me, taking me through drought,
A small favour I ask of thee,
But a single request, so you will see,
Will you put aside the perceptions that be,
And take a closer look at me?
That what you see if what you get,
So if you dress like a pauper or you dress like a king,
You either live with pride or regret,
Not so I say,
It shouldn't be this way,
To judge a man by his looks,
Would be like vindicating crooks,
Take a look at me,
What do you see?
A face of freckles,
A large pair of spectacles,
A too-big nose and a crooked smile,
Hair so thick it could stretch a mile,
Features seemingly etched in stone,
Looks that basically say "leave me alone",
Listen intently, what do you hear?
Laughter that sounds like it came from a deer,
A voice so boring it could turn paint dry,
Flightless birds to escape would fly,
A character so boring it would almost pass for mature,
About as interesting as a pile of manure,
Jokes spoken like it came from a seer,
Inducing not laughter but instead fear,
If by such values a man is judged,
Then I am but a man walking with a crutch,
But if face value never counts for much,
Why then do I sometimes feel such?
Would you look past the surface into a soul deep within,
To see the person inside my skin,
Past the funny hair-do and dressing style,
Past the blemished face and the weird smile,
Beyond our husks we are but the same,
A soul of identity, a soul with a name,
Why then are we treated differently, are our looks to blame?
Is surgery then the only option, so nature I can tame?
It may be difficult for you to really see,
Granted, my looks doesn't make things easy,
But will you put aside the values that be,
And take a closer look at me?
A child of God, just like you,
A child that God called beautiful,
A child of destiny, whatever His plans be,
A child of His, that's me,
Through trials and failures I have worked through,
By His strength which steers me true,
Wanting to be appreciated for the things I do,
Wanting to be loved, just like you,
Beneath the smiles and the laughter aloud,
Throbs a heart, in pain and in doubt,
Only His love sustains me throughout,
Telling me He loves me, taking me through drought,
A small favour I ask of thee,
But a single request, so you will see,
Will you put aside the perceptions that be,
And take a closer look at me?
P.S: I just felt inspired to write as to how I feel OCCASIONALLY....I am not chronically or even minorly depressed...I know God loves me....and my friends do too... =)
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