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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
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
-10:56 PM
Just got it again… from mum… when I have been barely at home for the past few days. Why? Why? Why?
Finished reading Every Young Man’s Battle in a few days. All thanks for being away from the PC and the persistence to want to know how guys are wired. To know that they are so ‘visually sensitive’ is kinda enlightening. Too bad, the weather in Singapore does not help them in their war against indecent exposures by females. Gals can help, really. Stop wearing those shorts which gives room to reveal your undergarments or clothes to uncover your porcelain looking skin. We never know what is flashing across the minds of the opposite sex. Sex is also mentioned. While guys give emotions to get sex, gals give sex to get emotions. Mind-blowing but if you have talking much to people, you will know that this is very true. Guys truly need to guard their eyes and minds. The book calls it purity. To venture beyond certain physical boundaries is equivalent to theft. Whao! Another earth-shaking truth well illustrated. When a guy touches a gal when they are not even married – you are stealing her from her future husband. Would you like your future wife to have been ‘stolen’ in this manner? Gosh! Even if you are just letting her image run wild in your mind, you are still stealing. Frightening yah? This book is a genuinely great read, not only for males, but for the females. Must get my hands on the book written for females too.
Just caught Night of the Museum with Stella. Hilarious movie. Nothing great about the plot (if there is in the first place) but the actions were great. There was a particular scene which reminds me of healing. A big strong man confronting another. This is what I see. Beyond that steel-like façade lies an empty space in the heart in need to be filled and showered with love. When that gap is not occupied by what it is meant for, we will try to hide it. That tough man put on a front, a front that turns unbreakable when you hit it. But when you stroke it with tenderness, it is as fragile and vulnerable as a piece of china. Are we like him? Are we afraid to show how weak and broken we are? Sometimes I am.
Nothing you can do could make Him love you more
And nothing that you’ve done could make Him close the door
Because of His great love, He gave His only Son
Everything was done so you would come
Come to the Father, though your gift is small
Broken hearts, broken lives, He will take them all
The power of the Word, the power of His blood
Everything was done so you would come
I have no gift at all, I think. Not even a small gift. All I have are my brokenness and tears and pain. Yet He wants them all. Can you comprehend that? It is hard but by faith, I do, even if it is just a diminutive perspective. Many times we sing - Lord I offer my life to You – how much do we mean by that? How much, Lord? Only You know.
