THANKGOD!!

Thank you God for your divine providence
I thank you for your grace!
Thank you, God, your magnificient
You bring a smile to my face.

Daily you kept my eyes on you
Lest I'd be lost in my own hedge maze.
All my life I will know this truth
That the Cross draw me to you!

O Lord I shall sing of your might
Your power in my life
Let my praises ring through day and night.
Let me behold your countenence
Look you straight in the face
And cry out o Christ my Saviour my Light.

Over-rated!

Seems like everything is a bit over-rated these days; be it James Blunt, Damien Rice, the OC, Westlife, or something Chris said tonight. Its as if there is some under-the-surface CONSPIRACY to make others get excited over the same thing. Don't get me wrong, I like James Blunt and the others (except Westlife!), just that they needn't be placed atop some shining pedestal with olive wreaths around their heads and cherips serving grapes and pouring wine into their golden chalice... you get the picture! Maybe we ought to just leave things for others to judge and figure out, and not get so worked up on getting others to conform to our judgement?? Of course when it comes to the TRUTH about things then there is no compromise of course *hint hint*, but for things like James Blunt and Damien Rice... ok I guess they are good artists and their songs are good, but they are not the best thing since sliced bread so too speak, riiight????

The Will, the Promise, and the Raging Storm

Have you ever tried counting the stars? or watched the bubbles rise up in your lemonade? or deduce the pattern of raindrops? Have you ever though about the measure of sand in the sea? or the simple diversity of life-forms present upon this world? Is it not amazing that all this was caused to be by the one who also loved us enough to die for us? These thoughts always come at me at least once a day, no matter where I am, what I am doing, who I am speaking to, how I feel at any particular point in time, and never fails to overwhelm me with terrifying awe and yet complete adoration to His majesty. Who compares to Him, and who can fathom an inch of His Will?

Yet here I am been shown little by little what He has uniquely in store for me. Indeed what a magnificient privilege and honour that is! I would be lying though if I did not say that what He has shown me fills me with dread; its like a crippling paralysis upon my mind, stopping me dead in my tracks with utter fear of the unknown and unknowable. Its like an onrushing storm bringing great squalls against me within the infinite oceans of my mind. My boat dashed to pieces, I clung on to the wreakage and can only hope that death comes fast. Yet as fast as the storm had come, so too does the realisation that the one who caused all things to be is for me; that in His Perfect Plan a great Ship-of-the-Line bearing the heraldry of the Kingdom of God has come through the storm to save me from where I am. This ship withstands all that the storm can muster, the waters could not topple, for it is guided by the one who shaped the storm itself; it glides over the raging seas, bringing me to ever peaceful waters.

Verily, verily, I say unto you. That ye shall weep and lament, but the world
shall rejoice: and ye shall be sorrowful, but your sorrow shall be turned into
joy...

And ye now therefore have sorrow: but I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you.

John 16:20, 22 (KJV)

Coke Zero or Schweppes Agrium??

Have a thought for the day... why have Coke Zero if you can have Schweppes! Why have same taste with zero sugar, if you can have great taste with awesome bite? Funny how aadvertising slogans can be twisted around against the very thing that it was supposed to promote.

Yes, very random, but hey... its morning here. I mean what else does people think about the moment they wake up on a Saturday morning. I am willing to bet that not many people can attest to stumbling across the next great Law of Thermo-dynamix or contemplating the true meaning of Murphy's Law the moment they opened their eyes and try to bury their faces back into the pillow because they just realised they woke up too early for a Saturday morning! Do be honest with yourselves!

Laughing in the darkness
Alone with my tears I lie

Time runs on by
With no cause for waiting
The world seems to loose focus

Dying slowing as the pain surrounds
No longer caring

Then out of the void in my heart a song erupts
A song with no equal

Sustainer, Provider, Guide
All my hopes and dreams lie therein
Justicar, Lover, Arbitor
You delievered me from the void

Like a spring that never fails
My heart's void now fulfilled
With Your overwhelming abundance

Why did You did this?
To call to me in my ignorance
Vanquished my sorrows and turned all to joy?

Sometimes a strange thought
Make war upon my consciousness
And declares that You should have let me be
To have let this wretched creature
Rot in the darkness of its own making

But Your song compells me to sing
And Your eternal love is made plain to see
Like the love that exists
In the heart of the man who bear not the loss of his charge
Whose love transcends his own safety
To dive head first after him
Love where one will lay down his live for his brother
Love that is unworldy
Love that is beyond understanding
Love that moves mountains
Blessed be Your name

The Orphan

Maybe I push when I meant to be still
Maybe I take it all too personal
Jesus, how to reconcile
The joyful noise
The ancient land
The tug from some invisible hand
The dying mother weaving bulrushes
Along the Nile

Float her basket over the sea
Here on a barren shore
We'll be waiting for
A tailwind to carry her orphan's cry
Don't you worry child
I wrote a lullaby

I try to settle, but I just pass through
A rain dog, a gypsy
A wandering Jew
All those homes where not ours
Then i slept one night in Abraham's field
And dreamt there was no moon
The night he died
Counting stars
Selah

Float her basket over the sea
Here on a barren shore
We'll be waiting for
A tailwind to carry an orphan's cry
Don't you worry child
I wrote a lullaby

Building you a home
Building you a home
Building you a home
We're Building you a home
Selah

So float her basket over the sea
Here on a barren shore
We'll be waiting for
A tailwind to carry an orphan's cry
Don't you worry child
I wrote a lullaby

Float her basket over the sea
Here on a barren shore
We'll be waiting for
A tailwind to bring us your sweet cry
Don't you worry child
I gonna sing you a lullaby