Wednesday, September 26
help me Lord
i just came back from my guitar ensemble concert.. well, it was ok.. considering that there were quite a few of us who were playing for the first time. playing in an ensemble requires coordination, accuracy and multitasking (looking at conductor and score at the same time). not that easy...i'm dead. so many assignments and so many things to do and i've got a 30% mid term test on monday which i haven't studied for... and 3 other mid term tests... Lord, please help me through. so little time, so many things to accomplish.. argh.... it's already wednesday night. die.
help me to trust.
Tuesday, September 25
eternal ink
Eternal InkI dreamed I was in heaven
Where an angel kept God's book.
He was writing so intently
I just had to take a look.
It was not, at first, his writing
That made me stop and think
But the fluid in the bottle
That was marked eternal ink.
This ink was most amazing,
Dark black upon his blotter
But as it touched the parchment
It became as clear as water.
The angel kept on writing,
But as quickly as a wink
The words were disappearing
With that strange eternal ink.
The angel took no notice,
But kept writing on and on.
He turned each page and filled it
Till all its space was gone.
I thought he wrote to no avail,
His efforts were so vain
For he wrote a thousand pages
That he'd never read again.
And as I watched and wondered that
This awesome sight was mine,
I actually saw a word stay black
As it dried upon the line.
The angel wrote and I thought I saw
A look of satisfaction.
At last he had some print to show
For all his earnest action.
A line or two dried dark and stayed
As black as black can be,
But strangely the next paragraph
Became invisible to see.
The book was getting fuller,
The angel's records true,
But most of it was blank, with
Just a few words coming through.
I knew there was some reason,
But as hard as I could think,
I couldn't grasp the significance
Of that eternal ink.
The mystery burned within me,
And I finally dared to ask
The angel to explain to me
Of his amazing task.
And what I heard was frightful
As the angel turned his head.
He looked directly at me,
And this is what he said...
I know you stand and wonder
At what my writing's worth
But God has told me to record
The lives of those on earth.
The book that I am filling
Is an accurate account
Of every word and action
And to what they do amount.
And since you have been watching
I must tell you what is true;
The details of my journal
Are the strict accounts of YOU.
The Lord asked me to watch you
As each day you worked and played.
I saw you as you went to church,
I saw you as you prayed.
But I was told to document
Your life through all the week.
I wrote when you were proud and bold,
I wrote when you were meek.
I recorded all your attitudes
Whether they were good or bad.
I was sorry that I had to write
The things that make God sad.
So now I'll tell the wonder
Of this eternal ink,
For the reason for its mystery
Should make you stop and think.
This ink that God created
To help me keep my journal
Will only keep a record of
Things that are eternal.
So much of life is wasted
On things that matter not
So instead of my erasing,
Smudging ink and ugly blot.
I just keep writing faithfully and
Let the ink do all the rest
For it is able to decide
What's useless and what's best.
And God ordained that as I write
Of all you do and say
Your deeds that count for nothing
Will just disappear away.
When books are opened someday,
As sure as heaven is true;
The Lord's eternal ink will tell
What mattered most to you.
If you just lived to please yourself
The pages will be bare,
And God will issue no reward
For you when you get there.
In fact, you'll be embarrassed,
You will hang your head in shame
Because you did not give yourself
In love to Jesus' Name.
Yet maybe there will be a few
Recorded lines that stayed
That showed the times you truly cared,
Sincerely loved and prayed.
But you will always wonder
As you enter heaven's door
How much more glad you would have been
If only you'd done more.
For I record as God sees,
I don't stop to even think
Because the truth is written
With God's eternal ink.
When I heard the angel's story
I fell down and wept and cried
For as yet I still was dreaming
I hadn't really died.
And I said: O angel tell the Lord
That soon as I awake
I'll live my life for Jesus-
I'll do all for His dear sake.
I'll give in full surrender;
I'll do all He wants me to;
I'll turn my back on self and sin
And whatever isn't true.
And though the way seems long and rough
I promise to endure.
I'm determined to pursue the things
That are holy, clean and pure.
With Jesus as my helper,
I will win lost souls to Thee,
For I know that they will live with Christ
For all eternity.
And that's what really matters
When my life on earth is gone
That I will stand before the Lord
And hear Him say, well done.
For is it really worth it
As my life lies at the brink?
And I realize that God keeps books
With His eternal ink.
Should all my life be focused
On things that turn to dust?
From this point on I'll serve the Lord;
I can, I will, I must!
I will NOT send blank pages
Up to God's majestic throne
For where that record's going now
Is my eternal home.
I'm giving all to Jesus
I now have seen the link
For I saw an angel write my life
With God's eternal ink.
(thanks wed for sharing this poem)
help me to trust.
Monday, September 24
thks for sharing
had a nice talk with S yesterday night. i'm glad S shared. S's growing up, quite well i must say. thank God for that late night chat. i treasure S. i pray S will love God more and more and much more. i'll always remember that night.
help me to trust.
Sunday, September 23
VD
to my fav.v o i d . d .
"Praise You In This Storm"
I was sure by now
That You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away
Stepped in and saved the day
But once again, I say "Amen", and it's still raining
As the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away
I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
Every tear I've cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when
I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry
You raised me up again
My strength is almost gone
How can I carry on
If I can't find You
As the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away
I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
The Maker of Heaven and Earth
"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." John 16:33
thinking of you
help me to trust.
Friday, September 21
love hopes
haven't been updating... have been far too busy and far too tired. haven't had the time to sit down and think about things.. other than at the void deck that day where i could pause to listen and to rest. I thank God for sustaining me till today. I hope the mid term break would be a good time for me to catch up on my school work, to serve God more and to rest more. love hopes in all things. yes, it does.
help me to trust.
Wednesday, September 12
by His grace, with His love
hurray! thank You God for keeping both mother and child safe. today, 12 September 2007 would be the start of a new life.
a little boy, with his whole life ahead of him.
hope he grows up loving God so so much.
new child, new role of being parents!
God, please grant them the wisdom they need.
The umbilical chord which was 3 rounds around the baby's neck didn't stop God from bringing the baby out safely. thank you God. thank you God. (:
i think zhihang must be quite glad to finally be let out of the tiny space in the womb!
peiling must be glad too! the load's gone, and both her and the baby are safe. and seeing for the first time the little life that has been growing in her, and is a part of her. it's a miracle from God. forming little boy, breathing life into little boy.
eric must be glad too, to hold that little child in his hands... knowing that one day, this little child will be calling him daddy!
God must be glad too, to see his children smiling and looking with love and amazement at this little life that He has been forming for 9 months.
joyous occasion!
little zhihang: a GIFT from God, by His grace, with His love.
help me to trust.
Tuesday, September 11
twins
clement and kynda. so sweet. so touched. they're so cute and amazing. little four year olds.
help me to trust.
Sunday, September 2
God made the sunrise
the short cruise with my family. beautiful. the stars, the sea, the sun. everyday the sun rises and sets. many of us don't worry about whether the sun will rise the next day and whether the sun will set. God faithfully causes the sun to rise and set. i love sunrises and sunsets. especially if it's behind the sea... the reflection of the sun's rays onto the sea is lovely. By God's grace, He allows us to enjoy the beauty of the rising and setting of the sun. the sea-so vast, the horizon-a clean straight line. wonderful creation of God.
i'm glad i got to spend time with my family. (: away from all the normal worries of life... mom can be really crazy and funny at times. dad enjoys watching stars and enjoying the sea. ryan is just ryan. silly, naughty, humorous and caring at the same time. i enjoyed it. if only shannon came too.
cruise is all about eating and eating and eating, just like what terina said! but the food is really good! i ate far too much. have to start exercising! jo, swiming again?
congrats to wanlin for passing her driving!!!
cheryl, thanks for the message! miss talking to you.
tired on the spot. His.
help me to trust.