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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, August 06, 2008
-9:48 PM
She praised me ceaselessly in front of my aunt – am speechless. It is like this with most parents in Singapore. They never assure you of your accomplishments so it takes an outsider to tell you so sometimes. She knows of the letters I wrote to encourage dad. She says that I am sensible and will never make her worry over me. She is proud of me. Any idea how touched I was when I hear all these from my aunt? She really loves my brother and me, and I love her very much too. I really do… …
Been picking up stuff. Mahathir’s expensive camera and wallet in a pouch. Lucas’ mobile. Melzone’s mobile. What will be next?
Sweet Mel helped me get my books - the bookshop was left with the last copy after my purchase! Thank God!
One of my tutors is very interesting – think it’s because he is from Taiwan. It has been a long time since people address me by my Chinese name. And he asked if I am a Hokkein after checking out my surname!
Tommy has been giving me rides back home – Monday and today! Thanks, father of my beloved godson.
Actually I have to be thankful for my timetable. No clashes with my tuitions and the breaks force me to mug up my notes. This semester is flooding with stacks of readings to do – and He will see me through. Challenges are meant to be overcome.
Dad is so sweet – brought me a bowl of grapes while I was in my room.
It’s funny how often I see them everywhere I go since the camp. Love this bunch of friends because they are so high-spirited. Feel like doing the Heroes cheer again. Hah!
