Saturday, January 20, 2007

Call me out-dated and jakun, but I've only now been listening to Steven Curtis Chapman's Speechless album, and I can't stop listening to it!!!! The lyrics are just so true!!!!! I wish I had the mp3s, but the cd's in the car, and I terlalu malas to put it up. Ask me for it ltr, if you still want!

My words fall like drops of rain.
My lips are like clouds.
I've said so many things, trying to figure you out.
But as mercy opens my eyes, and my words are stolen away.
With this breathtaking view of your grace...

And I am Speechless
I'm astonished and amazed
I am silenced by your wondrous grace.
You have saved me
You have raised me from the grave.
And I am Speechless
In your presence now.
I'm astounded as I consider how
You have shown us the love that leaves us speechless.

So what kind of love could this be
That will trade heaven's throne for a cross
And to think you still celebrate
over finding just one who was lost.
And to know you rejoice over this
The God of this whole universe.
It's a story thats too great for words...

We are speechless
Oh how great is the love
The Father has lavished upon us,
That we should be called the sons and daughters of God

We are speechless
We stand in awe of your mercy
You have saved us
(from the grave) We are speechless

Fingerprints of God
I can see the tears filling your eyes
And I know where they're coming from
They're coming from a heart that's broken in two
By what you don't see
The person in the mirror
Doesn't look like a magazine
Oh but when I look at you
It's clear to me

That I can see the fingerprints of God
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of God
And I know it's true
You're a masterpiece that all creation
Quietly applauds
And you're covered with
The fingerprints of God

Never has there been and never again
Will there be another you
Fashioned by God's hand and perfectly planned
To be just who you are
And what He's been creating
Since the first beat of your heart
Is a living, breathing
Priceless work of art

And I can see the fingerprints of God
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of God
And I know it's true
You're a masterpiece that all creation
Quietly applauds
And you're covered with
The fingerprints of God

Just look at you
You're a wonder in the making
And God's not through
In fact, He's just getting started!

The Change
Well I got myself a T-shirt that says what I believe
I got letters on my bracelet to serve as my ID
I got the necklace and the key chain
And almost everything a good Christian needs, yeah
I got the little Bible magnets on my refrigerator door
And a welcome mat to bless you before you walk across my floor
I got a Jesus bumper sticker
And the outline of a fish stuck on my car
And even though this stuff's all well and good, yeah
I cannot help but ask myself--

What about the change
What about the difference
What about the grace
What about forgiveness
What about a life that's showing
I'm undergoing the change, yeah
I'm undergoing the change

Well I've got this way of thinking that comes so naturally
Where I believe the whole world is revolving around me
And I got this way of living that I have to die to every single day
'Cause if God's Spirit lives inside of me, yeah
I'm gonna live life differently

I'm gonna have the change
I'm gonna have the difference
I'm gonna have the grace
I'm gonna have forgiveness
I'm gonna live a life that's showing
I'm undergoing the change.

Great Expectations
The morning finds me here at heaven's door
A place I've been so many times before
Familiar thoughts and phrases start to flow
And carry me to places that I know so well
But dare I go where I don't understand
And do I dare remember where I am
I stand before the great eternal throne
The one that God Himself is seated on
And I, I've been invited as a son
Oh I, I've been invited to come and ...

Believe the unbelievable
Receive the inconceivable
And see beyond my wildest imagination
Lord, I come with great expectations

So wake the hope that slumbers in my soul
Stir the fire inside and make it glow
I'm trusting in a love that has no end
The Savior of this world has called me friend
And I, I've been invited with the Son
Oh I, I've been invited to come and ...

We've been invited with the Son
And we've been invited to come and ...

Believe the unbelievable
Receive the inconceivable
And see beyond our wildest imagination
Lord, we come with great expectations

The Invitation
In the palace in the land of mercy
The King looked down from His throne
He saw the sick and the homeless and hungry
He saw me lost and without hope
And moved with compassion
He sent out His only Son
With the invitation, to come

This is your invitation
Come just the way you are
Come find what your soul has been longing for
Come find your peace
Come join the feast
Come in
This is your invitation

So I stood outside the gates and trembled
In my rags of unworthiness
Afraid to even stand at a distance
In the presence of holiness
And just as I turned to go
The gates swung open wide
And the King and His only Son
They invited me inside

This is your invitation
Come just the way you are
Come find what your soul has been longing for
Come find your peace
Come join the feast
Come in
This is your invitation

So now will you come with me
To where the gates swing open wide
The King and His only Son
Are inviting us inside

This is our invitation
Come, sinner, as you are
Come find what your soul has been longing for
Come find your peace
Come join the feast
Come in
This is your invitation
This is our invitation
This is the invitation

Another random post

Since I have not been posting up stuff for almost 2 months now, I've decided to take snippets out of my journal and post them up.

I suppose the best place to start is OCF Convention, Melbourne, 2006. If any of you decide to go to Australia to study, go for convention. It is really a life-changing experience.

I am afraid, Lord. Of what, I do not know. I'm not at peace. and I do not know why.

I know You are here. Thank You for giving me strength for another day. I must learn to appreciate the weather. After all, where else can I experience four seasons in one day? Hehe... (Melbourne weather is so erratic. It's cold in the morning, hot in the afternoon, and windy almost all the time! It's pretty amazing, I think.)
Thank You, for Chiam and the encouragement he's been to me. He's like a different person here, and yet familiar. Grant him the wisdom and understanding he so desires.
Thank You, for choosing us, Lord. And I thank You that You loved us enough to give us the freedom to choose You as well.

I know that You are the only constant in my life. Thank You for Your faithfulness. Thank You for the name You have given me. I will obey Your call, Lord. Help me to bring hope to Your people, that they will trust in something real and true. Not horoscopes and crystals, or tarot cards, of which man becomes god. Help me to love. To TRULY love, as You do.

You have promised that if I draw near to You, You will draw near to me. Come closer, Father. Help me to be quiet, to hear Your still, small whisper. Make my will Your will. That I will think and feel the way that You do. Lord, break my heart, with the things that break Your heart. Give me the right words, Father. That I will have the wisdom to know how to pray and what to pray for. Help me to trust in the unchanging truth about Your undying love.

When I come home to M'sia for the holidays, I know that I may not receive the welcome I desire. But help me to have an eternal perspective, that I may know of the welcome I will receive when I finally meet You.

I will call, and the Lord will answer. I will cry for help, and You will say: Here am I. (Isaiah 58:9).

Just as the Father can build up, He can destroy. Help me to live a life that is holy and pleasing in Your sight. I don't want You to just be an idea. Be real to me, Father. Be that "person" to me. Not just an idea, a concept. The same spirit that lives in those I admire is the same spirit that lives in me.

You have honoured me, Lord. You have given me a great and wonderful gift. You paid such a precious price for my soul. An unworthy, selfish being I am. And yet, You call me by name.I do not deserve anything that You have given, and yet You bless me abundantly. You have paid the highest cost with Your only Son's tears, blood and all the love You can give. I have nothing to give. What I have is not my own. I am not my own.

Thank You for being so close, that You have caught every single tear that I have shed. Imagine! How close You must be to me.

Chiam prayed today.

To make a lasting impact, we do not need to know a great many things, but a few great things and be willing to live and die for it.

Will you call me to share the inheritance of Your kingdom? I wonder about it sometimes. What if You say to me that You never knew me? I wonder if I actually DO know You. I'm sorry, Father. When will I ever get it? Will I ever really, truly know You? When will I find what I seek? Will I know what pleases Your heart? Will I be able to say at the end of my life that I really knew You? Maybe I don't have to reach heaven. If I'm seperated from You in eternity, at least now, You are with me, in this life. And maybe that's enough. For surely, that is already more grace than I deserve.

Thank You for redeeming us back Yourself. To redeem: To call back. To purchase. Antonym: Abandon. Often, I find we use jargon that we don't really understand, but think that we do. Thank You, for giving us dictionary.com that we may increase our knowledge and wisdom. =)

There is a greater need for You each and ever day. Each day, the need builds up. There is more to pray for, more to learn. A greater thirst each time I drink. And if I do not drink, I feel parched and restless.

It's Christmas Eve today. I can't wait to go home. But at the same time, I'm afraid. If I go back, maybe You won't be so real to me anymore. I need to trust You. Help me to hear Your voice amidst the clamour of KL.

A baby so beautiful and sweet, has come, my soul to keep.
come now, sweet Saviour, into this heart of mine.
Great joy You bring, this eve of birth to hope.
Thank You, dear Lord, for touching my hardened heart.
For the love You give,
No other can dream.
More precious than jewels and gems,
Thank You, Father, for this precious gift.
The coming of a newborn King. Amen.

Well, that should keep you all happy for now, I hope.
And I know I'm no poet la...but it was heart-felt. I hope you all had a joyous and meaningful Christmas. May the Lord be with You in the "new" year, and for many more years to come (hopefully).

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

I do apologize for my long absence. But somehow it seems strange to blog anywhere else except my laptop. And since it needs reformatting, I can't really blog. I immediately enter blogger's block using any other pc. So do bear with me! I'll try to put up a real update soon!

Much love,

Welcome to this hobbit's habitat. Yes, I am short, but I don't have furry feet, ok? thank you very much. I love to sing, and dance. Love coffee, and music (anything but heavy metal). Please leave comments!!!

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