Just in case you like the background music... I would like to take this opportunity to thank the owner of the website [Moore's Chapel] for the privilege of using this particular midi file. Thank you, thank you, thank you! :)
"HOW BEAUTIFUL"
by Twila Paris
How beautiful the hands that served
the wine and the bread
and the sons of the earth.
How beautiful the feet that walked
the long dusty roads
and the hills to the cross.
How beautiful
how beautiful
how beautiful is the body of Christ.
How beautiful the heart that bled
that took all my sin
and bore it instead.
How beautiful the tender eyes
that chose to forgive and never despise.
How beautiful
how beautiful
how beautiful is the body of Christ.
And as He laid down His life
we offer this sacrifice
that we will live just as he died:
willing to pay the price
willing to pay the price.
How beautiful the radiant Bride
who waits for her Groom
with His light in her eyes.
How beautiful when humble hearts give
the fruit of pure lives
so that others may live.
How beautiful
how beautiful
how beautiful is the body of Christ.
How beautiful the feet that bring
the sound of good news
and the love of the King.
How beautiful the hands that serve
the wine and the bread
and the sons of the earth.
How beautiful
how beautiful
how beautiful is the body of Christ.
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Message from God
(copied from the online bulletin of a friend)
Nothing happens by CHANCE or COINCIDENCE.
Nothing without my permission.
I attend to all the details in your life,
everything that affects you,
from the smallest and most insignificant things to the biggest things.
I will mold you according to what is best for your growth and will bring you closer to me.
My child, in times you have to experience downfalls and failures,
it is during these moments when you will feel all my fatherly concern,
my strong and powerful hand lifting you up,
carrying you every step of the way,
most especially during your darkest hours when you feel so much pain and desolation.
BUT DO NOT BE AFRAID.
I am looking after you always.
Nothing happens without my permission.
Nothing without a purpose.
I only allow whatever will bring good to you in the end.
REMEMBER that I love you.
I care for you.
And I'll never forsake you.
Believe that I truly love you.
That I have a beautiful plan for your life.
That everything--every pain, every trial, every suffering,
as well as every joy and victory in your life,
I have allowed to happen to draw you closer to me.
All because I love you.
All because you have surrendered your life to me.
Know that for those who love me, those whom I called according to my plan,
everything that happens fit into a perfect pattern.
If I am with you, then who could be against you?
--- GOD ---
Nothing happens by CHANCE or COINCIDENCE.
Nothing without my permission.
I attend to all the details in your life,
everything that affects you,
from the smallest and most insignificant things to the biggest things.
I will mold you according to what is best for your growth and will bring you closer to me.
My child, in times you have to experience downfalls and failures,
it is during these moments when you will feel all my fatherly concern,
my strong and powerful hand lifting you up,
carrying you every step of the way,
most especially during your darkest hours when you feel so much pain and desolation.
BUT DO NOT BE AFRAID.
I am looking after you always.
Nothing happens without my permission.
Nothing without a purpose.
I only allow whatever will bring good to you in the end.
REMEMBER that I love you.
I care for you.
And I'll never forsake you.
Believe that I truly love you.
That I have a beautiful plan for your life.
That everything--every pain, every trial, every suffering,
as well as every joy and victory in your life,
I have allowed to happen to draw you closer to me.
All because I love you.
All because you have surrendered your life to me.
Know that for those who love me, those whom I called according to my plan,
everything that happens fit into a perfect pattern.
If I am with you, then who could be against you?
--- GOD ---
Sunday, October 10, 2004
How?
How can I be so aloof to other people and yet be very friendly with you?
And how can you be distant to other people and yet so close to me?
How can I tell you things I couldn't even tell my friends?
And how can you share your secrets with me even though I don't deserve to know them?
How can I see in you something which nobody else can see when they look at you?
And how can you understand me more than I understand myself?
How can I be me when you're around when I don't even know who I really am?
And how can I say that you are you when you're with me when I don't even know who you are?
And how can you be distant to other people and yet so close to me?
How can I tell you things I couldn't even tell my friends?
And how can you share your secrets with me even though I don't deserve to know them?
How can I see in you something which nobody else can see when they look at you?
And how can you understand me more than I understand myself?
How can I be me when you're around when I don't even know who I really am?
And how can I say that you are you when you're with me when I don't even know who you are?
Tuesday, October 5, 2004
My Silence
Probably it is true what they say...
That some words are better left unsaid,
Because you can still understand me.
That actions speak louder than words,
Because you can still hear me in my silence.
That one of the most difficult things in life
is to have words in your heart that you cannot utter,
Because now, I feel miserable.
That some words are better left unsaid,
Because you can still understand me.
That actions speak louder than words,
Because you can still hear me in my silence.
That one of the most difficult things in life
is to have words in your heart that you cannot utter,
Because now, I feel miserable.
Sunday, October 3, 2004
Unwell
Your presence in my life is a disease.
It's like I'm infected with an unknown strain of virus that cripples me
and affects every inch of the person I thought I was
and the kind of soul I thought I had.
I think I need stronger and more effective antibiotics.
Let me just get the right prescription and everything will be normal again.
It's like I'm infected with an unknown strain of virus that cripples me
and affects every inch of the person I thought I was
and the kind of soul I thought I had.
I think I need stronger and more effective antibiotics.
Let me just get the right prescription and everything will be normal again.
Friday, October 1, 2004
Detour
I couldn't help missing the moments I spent with you,
staying up so late chatting about nothing and everything,
listening to our silence... and smiling.
I do miss you, but I do not know how to tell you without defying my oaths,
without complicating simple things, without changing you, and without changing me.
I wish I could turn into a ghost so I could pass through the solid walls I've built around myself,
sit beside you for a while to watch a sunset,
and come back through the same walls again when I need to, as if I never left.
Now, I couldn't believe I find it so difficult to say goodbye and forget you.
It's like I'm on a wonderful detour, lost inside a magnificent verdant park,
surrounded by the songs of birds, the dancing of the leaves of trees, the smiles of the flowers.
But then, that's just what it is--a detour.
Hopefully soon, I'll be on my own path again.
I'll leave you alone so you can live your own life and I can live mine.
But for now, since I'm quite happy the way things are, I'll admire the view, stay lost,
and gratefully endure the detour.
staying up so late chatting about nothing and everything,
listening to our silence... and smiling.
I do miss you, but I do not know how to tell you without defying my oaths,
without complicating simple things, without changing you, and without changing me.
I wish I could turn into a ghost so I could pass through the solid walls I've built around myself,
sit beside you for a while to watch a sunset,
and come back through the same walls again when I need to, as if I never left.
Now, I couldn't believe I find it so difficult to say goodbye and forget you.
It's like I'm on a wonderful detour, lost inside a magnificent verdant park,
surrounded by the songs of birds, the dancing of the leaves of trees, the smiles of the flowers.
But then, that's just what it is--a detour.
Hopefully soon, I'll be on my own path again.
I'll leave you alone so you can live your own life and I can live mine.
But for now, since I'm quite happy the way things are, I'll admire the view, stay lost,
and gratefully endure the detour.
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