i'm stuck at 17. bouncing off the walls already because season 2 of OC is back!well..soon.if they ever leave OC half dangling in mid season like what they did in season 1, 8 days will hear from me again. (btw the first letter was actually published) and i really sounded like a 17 year old.bah.
i'm growing younger everyday.
that aside, easter was fantastic although i din even remember it was resurrection morning day until the afternoon.
righteousness as a gift. what more can we seriously ask for?everything eles is included in this package.
den i had a pleasant surprise from the most fantastic boyfriend.
bliss bliss bliss.
thank you Jesus.=)
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Saturday, March 26, 2005
cutlery
some people are born with silver spoons, gold spoons and diamond encrusted spoons stuck right down their throat.
i was born (again) however, with 2 cups instead. one empty, signifying that He drank all that sin up, and became sin for me. the other, full of His annointing, blessings etc. (the righteousness package)
learning (once again). humbled. wreckage yesterday is evaporating. today's a fresh new slate with fresh mercies and i am so thankful for them. if any person, be it God or man were to hold my transgressions and well..nonsensical behavior against me, i'm dead meat.
thank you so much love, for being such a fine example of Jesus' grace and mercy.
so relieved that im so blessed.i don't know why, maybe its past experiences or plain cynicism but i almost expect love and favor to be forfeited when i seriously seriously blow it. with people especially. i know well enough that God's love is not withdrawn.
therefore, i think the sweetest words that i ever heard and will hear are..."i still love you". be it on the 2000th anniversary or after grave mistakes and nasty exchanges of words, its the most soothing sound ever period. it spells grace, mercy and a love from heaven alone, and no where else. and i'm blessed because i've heard it from the two most important men in my life so many times over.
my life is a life marked and sustained by nothing short of His grace and mercy. i still don't know if i can still expect these things to flow freely from anyone i've done wrong against or whose toes i've stepped on over the course of the last 21 years...but its ok. atleast two men have said it to me and i'm blessed. not many people have had these joyous experience.
this alone makes me wanto run towards goliath, whatever form he may try to take, wants me to keep breathing, even though it may be very stifling. i just wanto keep on keeping on because of this alone.
=)
i was born (again) however, with 2 cups instead. one empty, signifying that He drank all that sin up, and became sin for me. the other, full of His annointing, blessings etc. (the righteousness package)
learning (once again). humbled. wreckage yesterday is evaporating. today's a fresh new slate with fresh mercies and i am so thankful for them. if any person, be it God or man were to hold my transgressions and well..nonsensical behavior against me, i'm dead meat.
thank you so much love, for being such a fine example of Jesus' grace and mercy.
so relieved that im so blessed.i don't know why, maybe its past experiences or plain cynicism but i almost expect love and favor to be forfeited when i seriously seriously blow it. with people especially. i know well enough that God's love is not withdrawn.
therefore, i think the sweetest words that i ever heard and will hear are..."i still love you". be it on the 2000th anniversary or after grave mistakes and nasty exchanges of words, its the most soothing sound ever period. it spells grace, mercy and a love from heaven alone, and no where else. and i'm blessed because i've heard it from the two most important men in my life so many times over.
my life is a life marked and sustained by nothing short of His grace and mercy. i still don't know if i can still expect these things to flow freely from anyone i've done wrong against or whose toes i've stepped on over the course of the last 21 years...but its ok. atleast two men have said it to me and i'm blessed. not many people have had these joyous experience.
this alone makes me wanto run towards goliath, whatever form he may try to take, wants me to keep breathing, even though it may be very stifling. i just wanto keep on keeping on because of this alone.
=)
Friday, March 25, 2005
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
lift me up
it seemed that today was a day fraught with anxiety and heartbreak. loved ones hurt because of their own stubborness, pride and God knows what else. doors seemed to be opened wide for the enemy to up his tricks. well i guess if the enemy rushed in like a flood, den i'm sorry to surprise him that Jesus is already there first and hes in for a rude shock coz He will raise a standard against Him. be warned headless creeep.
i don't feel good honestly.
but Hez a God who doesn't waste a single hurt His children endure and His promises are true and sure. so thats just that.
i'm still not concious enough of Him as i am of the circumstances and what my physical eyes see. its not enough until its really only Him and all of Him i see. pray for me.i need the help.
relationships are so fragile without the sure foundation. no one can stand on shifting sand so i pray people will just give up and give in to the rock. people were sent to bless and we really only have this time on earth to bring heaven closer to earth, strangely, via the people we love or claim to love or are here to love.
i don't have it altogether right in my own relationships and sometimes the going gets tougher than we could possibly imagine. thats where Jesus rushes in i guess and suddenly the prob seems minute, the hurt ebbs, the anger ceases and the love floods my heart.
for now i just wanto love right. the way He would have me to. but to get even there, i have to start receiving more first. and thats the very station most people would like to skip. its a long journey ahead and i need to stock up on my supplies.
I have seen the dark and desperate place
Where sin will take you
I've felt loneliness and shame A
nd I have watched the blinding light of grace
Come breaking through with a sweetness
Only tasted by the forgiven and redeemed
-steven curtis chapman...Angel's wish.
i don't feel good honestly.
but Hez a God who doesn't waste a single hurt His children endure and His promises are true and sure. so thats just that.
i'm still not concious enough of Him as i am of the circumstances and what my physical eyes see. its not enough until its really only Him and all of Him i see. pray for me.i need the help.
relationships are so fragile without the sure foundation. no one can stand on shifting sand so i pray people will just give up and give in to the rock. people were sent to bless and we really only have this time on earth to bring heaven closer to earth, strangely, via the people we love or claim to love or are here to love.
i don't have it altogether right in my own relationships and sometimes the going gets tougher than we could possibly imagine. thats where Jesus rushes in i guess and suddenly the prob seems minute, the hurt ebbs, the anger ceases and the love floods my heart.
for now i just wanto love right. the way He would have me to. but to get even there, i have to start receiving more first. and thats the very station most people would like to skip. its a long journey ahead and i need to stock up on my supplies.
I have seen the dark and desperate place
Where sin will take you
I've felt loneliness and shame A
nd I have watched the blinding light of grace
Come breaking through with a sweetness
Only tasted by the forgiven and redeemed
-steven curtis chapman...Angel's wish.
once again i qualify
"light only gets in through cracks. imperfection is the prerequisite for grace"-philip yancey
once again i qualify. along with every other area in my life/body/relationships etc etc. you name it, i qualify. i'm a perfectly imperfect being.
HOORAYYY
random thoughts...
so its really fantastic that my relationships, health, studies, family, finances ..ok the list will nv end.. are imperfect....more than enough cracks for the light to burst through. in fact i think God darzen have to look hard to find gaping holes for light to flood away the darkness.
being less hard on myself makes me find it easier to be less hard on other people. bit by bit.although i'm still critical and demanding, these attributes are ebbing away. chunk by chunk. i hope. although i know this process will definitely take awhile since i have stored up plenty of self-righteous reserves in the past 2 decades.
i used to identify more closely with the accusers than the accused. now that the situation is reversing, i can only bow my head, stretch out my hands and receive the free grace that came at a hefty price that only heaven could afford. and if i can still speak, say thankyou.
but its ok. it pleases Him.
and if its enough for Him, its enough for me.
once again i qualify. along with every other area in my life/body/relationships etc etc. you name it, i qualify. i'm a perfectly imperfect being.
HOORAYYY
random thoughts...
so its really fantastic that my relationships, health, studies, family, finances ..ok the list will nv end.. are imperfect....more than enough cracks for the light to burst through. in fact i think God darzen have to look hard to find gaping holes for light to flood away the darkness.
being less hard on myself makes me find it easier to be less hard on other people. bit by bit.although i'm still critical and demanding, these attributes are ebbing away. chunk by chunk. i hope. although i know this process will definitely take awhile since i have stored up plenty of self-righteous reserves in the past 2 decades.
i used to identify more closely with the accusers than the accused. now that the situation is reversing, i can only bow my head, stretch out my hands and receive the free grace that came at a hefty price that only heaven could afford. and if i can still speak, say thankyou.
but its ok. it pleases Him.
and if its enough for Him, its enough for me.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
He hears.
today wazznt exactly the best.
frustration was the key note address of the day. and it darzen help that some genuine efforts went unappreciated and all i got in return was a backstab instead. i'm already done with being angry. i'm tired.
i'm not indispensable so this world can do without me. but God can't. i'm dear to His heart and that's where i'll make my home forever.theres 620000000000 (i'm not sure about the number of zeros) but theres only one of me. i know some people are heaving a sigh of relief at this point ...
i don't care.
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i've dreamt many dreams that never came true
i've seen them vanish at dawn
but i've realised enough of my dreams, thank God
to make me want to dream on
i've trusted many a friend that failed
and left me to weep alone
but i've found enough of my friends true
to keep me trusting on
i've sown many seeds that fell by the way
for the bird to feed upon
but i've held enough golden sheaves in my hand
to keep me sowing on
i've drained the cup of disappointment and pain
and gone many days without song
but i've sipped enough nectar from the roses of life
to make me want to live on
frustration was the key note address of the day. and it darzen help that some genuine efforts went unappreciated and all i got in return was a backstab instead. i'm already done with being angry. i'm tired.
i'm not indispensable so this world can do without me. but God can't. i'm dear to His heart and that's where i'll make my home forever.theres 620000000000 (i'm not sure about the number of zeros) but theres only one of me. i know some people are heaving a sigh of relief at this point ...
i don't care.
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i've dreamt many dreams that never came true
i've seen them vanish at dawn
but i've realised enough of my dreams, thank God
to make me want to dream on
i've trusted many a friend that failed
and left me to weep alone
but i've found enough of my friends true
to keep me trusting on
i've sown many seeds that fell by the way
for the bird to feed upon
but i've held enough golden sheaves in my hand
to keep me sowing on
i've drained the cup of disappointment and pain
and gone many days without song
but i've sipped enough nectar from the roses of life
to make me want to live on
Saturday, March 19, 2005
rested.
so much has happened and i've been sooooo highly strung.
behaving like a lamb who can stand on TWO legs and sometimes, on her head or tail when i desperately need to be carried on His shoulders just to make it through a day.
somuch has been demanded of me of late and its not been easy but because i've been taking it out so hard on myself forgetting that its all been DONE and that i have a wonderful help available all the time, its been more than hard. its been back breaking and just painful.
benny hinn on saturday was like never before. i was nursing a strange cold and had many deadlines to meet but i managed to go down at 1 for a 4pm service only to have the queue out in the sun and more than half of the stadium filled already. witnessed alot of miracles but and the presence of the Lord really saturated that place. but i'm getting increasingly less surprised although it nv fails to hearten me how Good He really is. i saw deaf ears open and an old man wheeled literally come back tolife when hours before, he was in ICU among many other things.
benny hinn thinks its the one service in southeast asia whereby hez experienced the most of God, i think otherwise. i'm so blessed to be in this church whereby we receive by grace through faith and we don't necessarily have to wait for such a mighty move of the spirit whereby one man's gifts of the spirit are operated. theres a surer way but glory be to God for this anyhows. it was awesome and i really trembled and was super in awe. i can't believe...that at the end of the day, i can still call Him abba. and HE IS THE ONE responsible for all all that.=) so proud.so relieved.
i also just booked my plane tix and made my hotel reservations. some stuff cropped up immediately after that that we nearly had to scrap plans as we cant get tix on other flights but oh well God is good an dibelieve that everything is ok and we're going as planned and going to have an awesome and swell time. this is not the first time i'm heading for melb and sydney and this is definitely not the first time to the land of aust but i'm excited coz its with my beloved cousin this time. its family. shez the sister i never had and really He made this so possiblewith His generous provision.my cousin might be migrating and this might be the first and last chance so ...praise God.
prob have to head back to my work for now but i'm more than happy now. theres so much peace in my heart and rest for the first time in wat seems like a long time coz i've been subjecting myself to so much torture by trying to perform. i nv seem to learn but His patience nv seems to waver and His grace nv seems to end. so there ..its still good.
hallehlujah.
behaving like a lamb who can stand on TWO legs and sometimes, on her head or tail when i desperately need to be carried on His shoulders just to make it through a day.
somuch has been demanded of me of late and its not been easy but because i've been taking it out so hard on myself forgetting that its all been DONE and that i have a wonderful help available all the time, its been more than hard. its been back breaking and just painful.
benny hinn on saturday was like never before. i was nursing a strange cold and had many deadlines to meet but i managed to go down at 1 for a 4pm service only to have the queue out in the sun and more than half of the stadium filled already. witnessed alot of miracles but and the presence of the Lord really saturated that place. but i'm getting increasingly less surprised although it nv fails to hearten me how Good He really is. i saw deaf ears open and an old man wheeled literally come back tolife when hours before, he was in ICU among many other things.
benny hinn thinks its the one service in southeast asia whereby hez experienced the most of God, i think otherwise. i'm so blessed to be in this church whereby we receive by grace through faith and we don't necessarily have to wait for such a mighty move of the spirit whereby one man's gifts of the spirit are operated. theres a surer way but glory be to God for this anyhows. it was awesome and i really trembled and was super in awe. i can't believe...that at the end of the day, i can still call Him abba. and HE IS THE ONE responsible for all all that.=) so proud.so relieved.
i also just booked my plane tix and made my hotel reservations. some stuff cropped up immediately after that that we nearly had to scrap plans as we cant get tix on other flights but oh well God is good an dibelieve that everything is ok and we're going as planned and going to have an awesome and swell time. this is not the first time i'm heading for melb and sydney and this is definitely not the first time to the land of aust but i'm excited coz its with my beloved cousin this time. its family. shez the sister i never had and really He made this so possiblewith His generous provision.my cousin might be migrating and this might be the first and last chance so ...praise God.
prob have to head back to my work for now but i'm more than happy now. theres so much peace in my heart and rest for the first time in wat seems like a long time coz i've been subjecting myself to so much torture by trying to perform. i nv seem to learn but His patience nv seems to waver and His grace nv seems to end. so there ..its still good.
hallehlujah.
Saturday, March 05, 2005
"what's so amazing about grace?"
from philip yancey's award winning book...and rightly so.
"during the Brezhnev era at the height of the Cold war, Billy Graham visited Russia and met with government and church leaders. Conservatives back home reproached him for treating the Russians with such courtesy and respect. he should have taken a more prophetic role, they said, by condemning the abuses of human rights and religious liberty. One of his critics accused him of setting the church back 50 years. Graham listened, lowered his head, and replied, "i am deeply ashamed. i have been trying very hard to set the church back 2000 years."
"during the Brezhnev era at the height of the Cold war, Billy Graham visited Russia and met with government and church leaders. Conservatives back home reproached him for treating the Russians with such courtesy and respect. he should have taken a more prophetic role, they said, by condemning the abuses of human rights and religious liberty. One of his critics accused him of setting the church back 50 years. Graham listened, lowered his head, and replied, "i am deeply ashamed. i have been trying very hard to set the church back 2000 years."
ling1 and ling2
yesterday nights bible study totally rocked. ive been feeling so lethargic and entertained thoughts of skipping it coz i was nursing a strange occurrence of fever and diarrhoea.
ThANK GOD I WENT. seriously. the night before, i had so many questions in my head pertaining to this and that and the Lord addressed them in His own unique way that only i understand later on in this service. in addition, there was a huge healing annointing released before the service and countless miracles that took places later on. praise Jesus. so awesome.
had the strangest of two dreams last night (again) and i believe it was the Lord with the second dream and i woke up at 8.18 am. for 2 mins.heh.think the Lord really wants me to bring my cousin joy to melb with me. somehow..i really would love it if she could come along but now we just need alot of favour and grace from my aunty to say yes and for my anxious relatives to stop worrying that we both blur Ling girls will get lost in this big big world. sheesh. shez been to cambodia and stayed in the worst of the worse while i have well...complained endlessly abt every hotel but yet managed to survive hostels that have COMMUNAL toilets.and my cousin has had NO TOILETs ...in cambodia. so that aside, whats there seriously to worry. don't get it.
ANYWAY, so i woke up again at 12 plus and i decided to give her a ring....to ask her.
conversation went something like that...
me:"hello..joy is it convenient to talk now?"
cousin: huh?who are u who are u?
me: YOUR COUSIN
cousin:oh!heheheheh
me:SO IS IT CONVENIENT TO TALK NOW?
cousin: i can't take communion now!!im in the cab!
me: I SAID CONVEEEENIIIEEENT
cousin: oh hehehehe.yes why?
-exasperated-
i love my cousin. i have cute relatives. i just wished the Lings din have such a hearing prob and kept twisting words around. isaac knows. he frequently has this prob with me.
ThANK GOD I WENT. seriously. the night before, i had so many questions in my head pertaining to this and that and the Lord addressed them in His own unique way that only i understand later on in this service. in addition, there was a huge healing annointing released before the service and countless miracles that took places later on. praise Jesus. so awesome.
had the strangest of two dreams last night (again) and i believe it was the Lord with the second dream and i woke up at 8.18 am. for 2 mins.heh.think the Lord really wants me to bring my cousin joy to melb with me. somehow..i really would love it if she could come along but now we just need alot of favour and grace from my aunty to say yes and for my anxious relatives to stop worrying that we both blur Ling girls will get lost in this big big world. sheesh. shez been to cambodia and stayed in the worst of the worse while i have well...complained endlessly abt every hotel but yet managed to survive hostels that have COMMUNAL toilets.and my cousin has had NO TOILETs ...in cambodia. so that aside, whats there seriously to worry. don't get it.
ANYWAY, so i woke up again at 12 plus and i decided to give her a ring....to ask her.
conversation went something like that...
me:"hello..joy is it convenient to talk now?"
cousin: huh?who are u who are u?
me: YOUR COUSIN
cousin:oh!heheheheh
me:SO IS IT CONVENIENT TO TALK NOW?
cousin: i can't take communion now!!im in the cab!
me: I SAID CONVEEEENIIIEEENT
cousin: oh hehehehe.yes why?
-exasperated-
i love my cousin. i have cute relatives. i just wished the Lings din have such a hearing prob and kept twisting words around. isaac knows. he frequently has this prob with me.
Friday, March 04, 2005
raider of the lost ark
im supposed to be sleeping but i had a sudden impulse to PACK so i did and i uncovered many many diaries and many many forgotten memories. seriously so forgotten i don't even remember living that part of my life. its amazing how my life really was. my mgs form teacher said that i should learn to be more assertive. today, isaac quek begs to differ coz that has translated into pure stubborness. think mule.
many are amazed (me included) that i can actually forget so much of a huge chunk of my life. i don't know if its the combined shock of all things or God that caused this memory loss but i really only vaguely recollect. and i wrote somewhere in many journal entries that i'll never never forget this this this and that that that.and now look where i am. i can't believe my history was so rich, i was THAT girl. its not that hard to believe becus i retain a large number of the characteristics that i read in those journals. i found myself laughing and crying and just wondering.."did this really happen" as i went through the journals. i felt intrusive.i felt like i was looking through ANOTHer person's private entries and it was plain rude. i don't know if its a good thing...honestly. while its good that the pain has very much been eradicated to ground zero, i don't know where that leaves me as someone with almost NO memories?its weird...but i cannot try to recollect them.i can't for crying out loud no matte rhow hard i try. i just...can't recall. maybe i sorta mourn for these lost parts of my life but i'll trust God that He knows whats happening and knows what HEz doing and knows What to do.
amnesia is a gift sometimes i believe. and i've been blessed that the sting can't even stay. but so does the joy...but new joy comes.so it works out well.
i din even remember me and one of my good girl pals kept a secret book at 17 (gasp) exchanging secret notes to one another. apparently shez from the OTHER faculty and this way, its easier to keep in touch.and its more romantic coz sms is just too expensive.and u hafta delete it.i read a few entries...and i honestly din remember having this system. well, shez somewhere in aust now...and i don't even have her number anymore. i lost themalong with my phone the last time and i ...havent been too faithful with emails.
another interesting finding was that in my freshman year, at the end of some orientation programme (now this is really recent..coz its only 2 years ago) i had this paperplate that served sorta like an autograph book whereby all my OG mates wrote farewell notes to me shd we nv see each othe ragain. i don't know who wrote this because i can't decipher the signature but it went like this.."becareful..don't walk into handdryers and break any more things in the toilet" .God..did i break a handdryer or dislodge it fromt he wall by just WALKING into it?i don't know.the gonggarsion must have been severe its completely erased from my memory.
so now that i have found a museum documenting those lost seasons of my life, i really cant wait to go thru artefact by artefact. memories do die. we do forget pple.or rather...i do. sadly. i hope my friends, from the stone age, ice age ,crazy xiao char bor mgs days and semiconcious pjc days somewhere remember me...and drop an email and call. i really wanto find you guys back.even if you all are fat and ugly and saggy.just hope that i won't be too clueless when these pple reminisce and i go.."did that happen?"
oh well. as the evidence suggests, i really led a very exciting life. God is very good. quite worthy of making a ...comedy/soap opera/ch 8 drama. wish isaac could share this with me but for a history major, hez not too interested on this kinda history.
many are amazed (me included) that i can actually forget so much of a huge chunk of my life. i don't know if its the combined shock of all things or God that caused this memory loss but i really only vaguely recollect. and i wrote somewhere in many journal entries that i'll never never forget this this this and that that that.and now look where i am. i can't believe my history was so rich, i was THAT girl. its not that hard to believe becus i retain a large number of the characteristics that i read in those journals. i found myself laughing and crying and just wondering.."did this really happen" as i went through the journals. i felt intrusive.i felt like i was looking through ANOTHer person's private entries and it was plain rude. i don't know if its a good thing...honestly. while its good that the pain has very much been eradicated to ground zero, i don't know where that leaves me as someone with almost NO memories?its weird...but i cannot try to recollect them.i can't for crying out loud no matte rhow hard i try. i just...can't recall. maybe i sorta mourn for these lost parts of my life but i'll trust God that He knows whats happening and knows what HEz doing and knows What to do.
amnesia is a gift sometimes i believe. and i've been blessed that the sting can't even stay. but so does the joy...but new joy comes.so it works out well.
i din even remember me and one of my good girl pals kept a secret book at 17 (gasp) exchanging secret notes to one another. apparently shez from the OTHER faculty and this way, its easier to keep in touch.and its more romantic coz sms is just too expensive.and u hafta delete it.i read a few entries...and i honestly din remember having this system. well, shez somewhere in aust now...and i don't even have her number anymore. i lost themalong with my phone the last time and i ...havent been too faithful with emails.
another interesting finding was that in my freshman year, at the end of some orientation programme (now this is really recent..coz its only 2 years ago) i had this paperplate that served sorta like an autograph book whereby all my OG mates wrote farewell notes to me shd we nv see each othe ragain. i don't know who wrote this because i can't decipher the signature but it went like this.."becareful..don't walk into handdryers and break any more things in the toilet" .God..did i break a handdryer or dislodge it fromt he wall by just WALKING into it?i don't know.the gonggarsion must have been severe its completely erased from my memory.
so now that i have found a museum documenting those lost seasons of my life, i really cant wait to go thru artefact by artefact. memories do die. we do forget pple.or rather...i do. sadly. i hope my friends, from the stone age, ice age ,crazy xiao char bor mgs days and semiconcious pjc days somewhere remember me...and drop an email and call. i really wanto find you guys back.even if you all are fat and ugly and saggy.just hope that i won't be too clueless when these pple reminisce and i go.."did that happen?"
oh well. as the evidence suggests, i really led a very exciting life. God is very good. quite worthy of making a ...comedy/soap opera/ch 8 drama. wish isaac could share this with me but for a history major, hez not too interested on this kinda history.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
song composition
i have another new song pple!
isaac had a little lamb little lamb little lamb
isaac had a little lamb her name was ling xin ying!
and everywhere that isaac went isaac went isaac went!
and everywhere that isaac went the lamb was sure to go (not quite lah)
she followed him to school one day school one day
she followed him to school one day
it was against the rules
she made the children fast and pray fast and pray fast and pray
she made the children fast and pray
while she ate up all their food
isaac had a little lamb little lamb little lamb
isaac had a little lamb her name was ling xin ying!
and everywhere that isaac went isaac went isaac went!
and everywhere that isaac went the lamb was sure to go (not quite lah)
she followed him to school one day school one day
she followed him to school one day
it was against the rules
she made the children fast and pray fast and pray fast and pray
she made the children fast and pray
while she ate up all their food
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
dreams that i dream for you
i just woke up from a 12 hour 'coma'. been very unwell recently and sleep was seriously robbed. developed a fever of sorts yesterday for no apparent reason...and i just slept and slept and now here i am. had the longest dream last night. it just din seem to end and it was so real. i woke up recollecting the minor details. it seemed like everything i ever wanted manifested...in a dream.
the reality is dull in comparison but the future holds much more. i've come a long way and i know the lord is reconstructing new dreams that will come to past even as i speak/write. sometimes, i'm tempted to mourn the loss of these dreams and get trapped in nostalgia/the past etc...but honestly, the present is already so much better. i'd never go back and make the same mistakes i did, hurt the people that i did, and most of all, hurt myself. Jesus was there throughout going through all the humps and bumps with me but well, if today He can say that all those things don't matter and truly they'll work out for MY good...den so be it.i won't contest His word.
so for all those who identify with this apparent loss of the grand and mighty dreams that you once had but lost...heres a song i greatly adore for you guys. i believe HE wrote this song.
you taste the tears
you're lost in sorrow
you see your yesterdays
i see tomorrow
you see the darkness
i see a spark
you know your failures
i know your heart
the dreams i dream for you
are deeper than the ones you're clinging to
more precious than the finest things you knew
and truer than the treasures you pursue
let the old dreams die
like stars that fade from view
then take the cup i offer
and drink deeply of
the dreams i dream for you
you see your shame
but i see the glory
you're read one page
i know the story
i hold a vision
that you'll become
as you grow into the truth
as you learn to walk in love
let the old dreams die
like stars that fade from view
then take the cup i offer
and drink deeply of
the dreams i dream for you
avalon-dreams i dream for you. from a maze of grace.
the reality is dull in comparison but the future holds much more. i've come a long way and i know the lord is reconstructing new dreams that will come to past even as i speak/write. sometimes, i'm tempted to mourn the loss of these dreams and get trapped in nostalgia/the past etc...but honestly, the present is already so much better. i'd never go back and make the same mistakes i did, hurt the people that i did, and most of all, hurt myself. Jesus was there throughout going through all the humps and bumps with me but well, if today He can say that all those things don't matter and truly they'll work out for MY good...den so be it.i won't contest His word.
so for all those who identify with this apparent loss of the grand and mighty dreams that you once had but lost...heres a song i greatly adore for you guys. i believe HE wrote this song.
you taste the tears
you're lost in sorrow
you see your yesterdays
i see tomorrow
you see the darkness
i see a spark
you know your failures
i know your heart
the dreams i dream for you
are deeper than the ones you're clinging to
more precious than the finest things you knew
and truer than the treasures you pursue
let the old dreams die
like stars that fade from view
then take the cup i offer
and drink deeply of
the dreams i dream for you
you see your shame
but i see the glory
you're read one page
i know the story
i hold a vision
that you'll become
as you grow into the truth
as you learn to walk in love
let the old dreams die
like stars that fade from view
then take the cup i offer
and drink deeply of
the dreams i dream for you
avalon-dreams i dream for you. from a maze of grace.
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