Monday, December 15, 2008
*He gave me a solid rock..*
One of the familiar songs Ive learnt when I was young carries a catchy tune and goes like this.. " On Christ the solid rock I stand..all other ground is sinking sand..all other ground is sinking sand". And it tells the same story as ' the wise man built his house upon the rock....'
More often than not, especially when I am away from home, the ground around me seems soft and potentially sinkable. Many a times, faith would provide the leverage to move on. Yet, there are still so many areas where I can barely lift my foot out of the mud that threatens to suck me in. But God is still always faithful and provides the little solid rocks around that pulls me out of any sticky sitatuation.
And a few days ago...I realised that God gives me little hidden blessings in the form of solid rocks too. And this certain little solid rock is so special because it resides within a big bubbling pool of sinking sand holding a situation that tugs at my heart strings. In someway, I always knew that the rock was there, but I had no idea the size it would be under the mud...i had no idea if it could support my weight even if I tried. But a few days ago..it encourages me tremendously.
This little rock is no other than my family. They whom I might not always get along with perfectly... they whom know all my most embarassing quirks but still love me the same... they who know me so well..even more than I know myself sometime... my little pint of a sister that is voraciously protective of who she knows me to be regardless of rumours that my float around.
Im so thankful for my family... .... ... in the face of rumours..I know my rock on which I stand. =D
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Somtimes I stand here and look around me
The sky's so dark, Im all alone
The ground below me shakes, my uncertain foothold
But when I lift my eyes up to my first love
the one I love, but have forgotten
The sky lits up in explosive colours
telling me Im not alone
Bridge
Father, I am not worthy
to stand in your presence, to feel your embrace
Father, remind me once again
where you have taken me from and what I could have been
Chorus
I choose to look to the cross
I choose to run to your arms
Father I believe in You
Speak to me once again
I choose to carry on
I choose trust in you
Jesus, You are the only one for me
Sometimes when it gets cloudy, when things start to get messy
Remind me Lord, that you're holding the wheel
and I dont have to worry
I thank you for the birds and trees
The sunrise and the sunset
I thank you for life most abundently
and how you made me...me
