Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Why God made friends?

i remember how this poem was one of the first poem's that i have first read and have first touched me and birthed my heart.

Why God Made Friends

God made the world with a heartful of love,
Then He looked down from Heaven above,
And saw that we all need a helping hand,
Someone to share with, who’ll understand.

He made special people to see us through
The glad times and the sad times, too;
A person on whom we can always depend,
Someone we can call a friend.

God made friends so we’ll carry a part
Of His perfect love in all our hearts
—Jill Wolf

how the last part made it in me. God's love.

hmm...

yeah.... i haven't posted for long. or been consistent.

i'll be honest. having some kind of slight depression. i hope its not more.

but i'm sorry i can't type it. cause... um... can't lah.

i remember one of the purpose of this online journal is to reach out and share with others. but i have to say, it is tough because not all can be typed out.

being ______ , i just want to kneel down, and cry out before God. "is there something you want to teach me? what is it?"
plus, doing stuff to get my mind of those 'things' so that i can at least focus and remain alright.

Lord, let Your light shine on me. let Your presence be felt.

Saturday, March 26, 2005

Good Friday

well, there was no uni today.

had full days for the past days. trying to finish up as much work as i can before the Easter weekend. it was tiring. and had been a little bit out of control as well.

friday morning had church service. was something new to me in the order of worship at church. there was a reading, then a song, another part of a reading, and a song. and it happen a few times. the songs were sung by a soloist or different groups and each song had a meaning according to the passage.

then had practise for a sketch on sunday. acting out the morning of easter till the ascension to heaven.

and then to the delirious worship session. or concert, i think. it was a new experience, especially having nearly gone deaf with the super loud music. it was actually quite well controlled though. couldn't make out some of the words sometimes because the background music was too loud. but i have to say that they were good. their songs had a purpose. they played for a purpose. and a true purpose it is, to worship and glorify God. and it was good. reminding us on Good Friday.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

argghh....forgotten...

i was just looking a one of my friends blogs and he was talking about missing a friends 21st birthday celebration.

and i forgot about her birthday coming up, which has also already passed.

man, you're far away, and you forgot. aiyah... now i see how all these birthday reminders thing going around on emails and being set up on the net come into use. i think i better at least give a little very-lated wish. it's her 21st. and i better take note of the others who are also turning 21.

21? that seems like what everyone say you get golden key. and i only learnt that last year. adulthood, working, independence, no more kiddies table during dinners, blah blah blah... . like its such a coveted position.

it should be more of, reaching a significant chapter of your life.

where's the peter pan in us that will always have the youth and vigour? peter pan, the boy who never grows up.

Sunday, March 20, 2005

Creator King

one of the songs in Don Moen's album 'Thank You, Lord'.

Creator King

verse
You who made the mountains and the seas
Measured out the universe and You made me
Echoes of the voice that called the world to be
Reached throughout the ages and now speak to me
You're my Creator King

verse
You who made the valleys and the skies
Displayed Your love on far horizons and before my eyes
You who lit the stars and set the dawn in time
Called them all by name and now You whisper mine
You're my Creator King

Chorus
Who am I that You are mindful of me
Who am I that You sent your love for me
You're my creator king

verse
You who made the darkness and the light
Sun and moon to watch the day and guard the night
The hand that stretched the heavens like a canopy
Reaches down to cover and watch over me
You're my Creator King