by MercyMe
I'm finding myself at a loss for words
And the funny thing is it's okay
The last thing I need is to be heard
But to hear what You would say
[CHORUS]
Word of God speak
Would You pour down like rain
Washing my eyes to see
Your majesty
To be still and know
That You're in this place
Please let me stay and rest
In Your holiness
Word of God speak
I'm finding myself in the midst of You
Beyond the music, beyond the noise
All that I need is to be with You
And in the quiet hear Your voice
[REPEAT CHORUS 2x]
I'm finding myself at a loss for words
And the funny thing is it's okay
Friday, September 28, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Elijah Prose
Horeb bound, I want to flee
I want to leave everything and run
run from everything and nothing
run towards anywhere but here
I want to take solace under a broom tree
give up, let go, sleep.
Feed me with food prepared by angels,
let me drink from their hands
whisper to me Your sweet words
that the fight is not over.
(see I Kings Chapter 19)
I want to leave everything and run
run from everything and nothing
run towards anywhere but here
I want to take solace under a broom tree
give up, let go, sleep.
Feed me with food prepared by angels,
let me drink from their hands
whisper to me Your sweet words
that the fight is not over.
(see I Kings Chapter 19)
Friday, September 14, 2007
Tomorrow
Tomorrow's a new day
ain't that a comfort?
Tomorrow God's mercy will be fresh again.
Tomorrow I will move in to a new house. To a new neighborhood. After almost 8 years in Diliman.
Tomorrow I will not go home to Pampanga as I usually do when my parents were there.
Tomorrow I shall face another challenge--
Get up. Face the day head on. Live the vision. Make a difference. Give glory to my Maker.
Tomorrow I will ask a fresh outpouring of His grace and Spirit, for that is the only way I could face all the morrows thereafter.
This is not to say I don't tremble nor fear nor think of retreating.
But tomorrow, God said He'd be there.
ain't that a comfort?
Tomorrow God's mercy will be fresh again.
Tomorrow I will move in to a new house. To a new neighborhood. After almost 8 years in Diliman.
Tomorrow I will not go home to Pampanga as I usually do when my parents were there.
Tomorrow I shall face another challenge--
Get up. Face the day head on. Live the vision. Make a difference. Give glory to my Maker.
Tomorrow I will ask a fresh outpouring of His grace and Spirit, for that is the only way I could face all the morrows thereafter.
This is not to say I don't tremble nor fear nor think of retreating.
But tomorrow, God said He'd be there.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Chat Line
Chachie hates chatting with me, well simply because we don't chat... we e-mail! Sorry bout that gurl, all web-based messengers are blocked in my office.
So here's what I did, I installed a yaplet to my blog... haha. So now I could chat with people by simply having them click that black rectangular "Chat here!" button on the upper left side of my blog.
Well if anyone needs to talk, if you have a question, concern,or anything (or if you need Jesus in your life!) feel free to click that. I would be online most of the day (during weekdays). God bless everyone!
So here's what I did, I installed a yaplet to my blog... haha. So now I could chat with people by simply having them click that black rectangular "Chat here!" button on the upper left side of my blog.
Well if anyone needs to talk, if you have a question, concern,or anything (or if you need Jesus in your life!) feel free to click that. I would be online most of the day (during weekdays). God bless everyone!
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Sleeping Heart
My heart is asleep.
This is what I recently discovered while lying on my bed one sleepless night. I tried tapping on it a couple of times and I finally concluded. Goodness, it IS asleep. I was not really surprised, just quite in awe. You see, the slumber is very much welcome--convenient for me to work on my character, my ministry and all my plans.
Apol and I were talking during one of those weekly sleep overs we have and I mentioned, "I finally appreciate the dealings." (Because yes, at a point I did struggle, and the recent dealings, well it's a long story). "Why?" she asked. "Well, in times of... err... insanity (with no better word to use), it's good that there's just virtually NO ONE to think about, and to wallow about, and to wonder (as in "Siya na ba?" kind of wonder) about. So I snap out of it easily. And that just makes me feel so free. Lol
My heart is asleep. It is not restless, it does not yearn. It beats for no one but my Lord.
Until that time comes maybe, until that time comes.
Passage Song of Solomon 2:7:
7 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you
by the gazelles and by the does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.
This is what I recently discovered while lying on my bed one sleepless night. I tried tapping on it a couple of times and I finally concluded. Goodness, it IS asleep. I was not really surprised, just quite in awe. You see, the slumber is very much welcome--convenient for me to work on my character, my ministry and all my plans.
Apol and I were talking during one of those weekly sleep overs we have and I mentioned, "I finally appreciate the dealings." (Because yes, at a point I did struggle, and the recent dealings, well it's a long story). "Why?" she asked. "Well, in times of... err... insanity (with no better word to use), it's good that there's just virtually NO ONE to think about, and to wallow about, and to wonder (as in "Siya na ba?" kind of wonder) about. So I snap out of it easily. And that just makes me feel so free. Lol
My heart is asleep. It is not restless, it does not yearn. It beats for no one but my Lord.
Until that time comes maybe, until that time comes.
Passage Song of Solomon 2:7:
7 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you
by the gazelles and by the does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.
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