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Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the bright and morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
I am yours
dailies
Thursday, January 25, 2007
-9:37 AM
Daddy is saccherine sweet. I cycled to the school the day before for my CDAC tuition class. To my horror, the brake was rather loose and I had to come to a screeching stop each time I met the red light. When I reached home safely that night, he asked if I had problems with the brake. I told him in a joking manner that I was glad that I got home alive. The next day, he came home from work and I told him that I could not have dinner with him as I needed to go for my tuition again. Immediately, before he even took his shower, he went out of the house. I was curious but did not question where he went. Then, I was ready to go. I took the key to the lock for the bicycle and stepped out of the house. There lies one beautifully touching sight. My dad was trying to fix the bicycle brake. I was speechless for a moment. Not that dad is not caring but he seldom cares this much? Too detailed, I would say. Still, I cycled to school, feeling as sweet as Manuka (top graded) honey. Wouldn’t you?