My heart aches. I love Him, yes, but faintly.
I desire Him, yes, but weakly.
I want Him, true, but waveringly.
Even the pain that lies within
I recognize to be such faint pain,
A mere discomfort next to the heart-wrenching anguish
That grips true lovers.
My knowledge is nothing. My wisdom, infancy.
I see nothing as it truly is.
Eternity what is light. This life of earth what is dark.
Stories remain stories. Not sinking deep within my soul,
And scarring me with Diving invasion.
Your cross is a picture, Your heaven a fantasy.
Tears are sweet emotions, moved by Your sacrifice.
But not the tears of sharing in Your sufferings.
I say Your name so sweetly but do not know its Face.
All I am is far. So distant, so removed.
But you beckon me come.
Yet my Lord I am nothing. I have nothing. I know nothing.
When I thought I have something,
It dissolved before Your beauty,
And I was left naked. Possessing nothing.
Poor for words. Empty of all. Needy and alone.
Even so, my Love, call me.
Yes, do not leave me here but beckon me come.
Though I have nothing, though I am only poor,
I cast myself in your unfailing love.
Where else would I go?
Whom have I but you?
Thursday, October 8, 2009
The Reason
October 8, 2009 (Thursday)
“I have set the Lord always before me.
Because He is at my right hand,
I will not be shaken."
Psalm 16:8
The night was cold and windy that Wednesday as I went home from CORE, but I didn't mind at all. For my thoughts circled through a flood of realizations. Realizations I wished I should have had many months ago. And perhaps I would not be crawling my way back to Him.
For a long time I thought I was strong, strong enough to do things all by myself. I thought that as long as I am with Jesus, I will never falter. But as I watched my dreams unattained and goals thwarted, my fist I held high against the God I worshipped. There was no more praise on my lips but only questions an unfaithful child would utter. I wondered how all came to be. I wondered, for I thought that I stumble was sangfroid, I thought my decisions were right enough…
Yes, I had fallen and had turn back to the world. The world I had said goodbye to when I gave my heart to Jesus and made Him my Saviour, my Lover, my Redeemer...and I had prayed that He would be my “everything.” But my heart I took back as I saw all the things dear to me fall apart before my very eyes. The world that had broken me became my dear escape. Though knowing that I'll find no joy, I stayed under its shadows and tried to hide from God.
I hid because I was hurt. I hid because I can no longer take a single step towards him, knowing that it would the death of me, the death of my flesh. I hid because I don’t understand His love. I hid because I thought He was being unfair. I hid because I know He was the one who allowed pain to come. I hid because my plans aren’t His plans. And I blamed Him for all the hurts even though I know that I was the one at fault all along.
It was me at fault because I held on to idols when he told me to let go. I stayed when He told me to move on. I made my own plans when He told me to do His will. I followed my self when He told me to follow Him. I questioned and asked when all He wanted me to do was obey. And I thought I’m okay on my own when without Him I am nothing.
And I was reminded in CORE that I am not the only. A lot of us think that that the longer we are with Christ, the stronger we become. We think that as long as long as we read our Bibles, go to church nth times a week, or be in Christian fellowship, we will be okay. We believe that there are some things that are trivial and that we can solve it by ourselves. We delusion that as long as we remember Christ-- while we’re in school, while we are working, during leisure, and even in our relationship--we will not stumble nor be shaken. We are fooling no one but ourselves. In our efforts, we have none to boast. We shouldn’t even rely on ourselves. It's not even our strength, for we are weak, but it is Christ's strength manifested through us. It’s not our works that would assure us an eternity with Him, but only through Christ’s grace. It’s not just about being with Him but it’s about following Him. It’s not about understanding, but it’s about obeying. It’s not about remembering Him in our activities; it’s about making it about Him and for Him…stumble
All of us do stumble and all of us do fail. We fall into situations that we don’t want to be in. And we all know that discipline makes us ask “why?” Indeed, we are good at asking God why. But maybe we should also ask ourselves.
“Is God really God of my life?
“Am I following God or am I just making Him an audience?”
I had learned the hard way and I am coming back to Him. Though crawling I still praise Him but for He is merciful and loving God, who is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. And I pray that, indeed, we will let God be the God of our "everything."
“I have set the Lord always before me.
Because He is at my right hand,
I will not be shaken."
Psalm 16:8
The night was cold and windy that Wednesday as I went home from CORE, but I didn't mind at all. For my thoughts circled through a flood of realizations. Realizations I wished I should have had many months ago. And perhaps I would not be crawling my way back to Him.
For a long time I thought I was strong, strong enough to do things all by myself. I thought that as long as I am with Jesus, I will never falter. But as I watched my dreams unattained and goals thwarted, my fist I held high against the God I worshipped. There was no more praise on my lips but only questions an unfaithful child would utter. I wondered how all came to be. I wondered, for I thought that I stumble was sangfroid, I thought my decisions were right enough…
Yes, I had fallen and had turn back to the world. The world I had said goodbye to when I gave my heart to Jesus and made Him my Saviour, my Lover, my Redeemer...and I had prayed that He would be my “everything.” But my heart I took back as I saw all the things dear to me fall apart before my very eyes. The world that had broken me became my dear escape. Though knowing that I'll find no joy, I stayed under its shadows and tried to hide from God.
I hid because I was hurt. I hid because I can no longer take a single step towards him, knowing that it would the death of me, the death of my flesh. I hid because I don’t understand His love. I hid because I thought He was being unfair. I hid because I know He was the one who allowed pain to come. I hid because my plans aren’t His plans. And I blamed Him for all the hurts even though I know that I was the one at fault all along.
It was me at fault because I held on to idols when he told me to let go. I stayed when He told me to move on. I made my own plans when He told me to do His will. I followed my self when He told me to follow Him. I questioned and asked when all He wanted me to do was obey. And I thought I’m okay on my own when without Him I am nothing.
And I was reminded in CORE that I am not the only. A lot of us think that that the longer we are with Christ, the stronger we become. We think that as long as long as we read our Bibles, go to church nth times a week, or be in Christian fellowship, we will be okay. We believe that there are some things that are trivial and that we can solve it by ourselves. We delusion that as long as we remember Christ-- while we’re in school, while we are working, during leisure, and even in our relationship--we will not stumble nor be shaken. We are fooling no one but ourselves. In our efforts, we have none to boast. We shouldn’t even rely on ourselves. It's not even our strength, for we are weak, but it is Christ's strength manifested through us. It’s not our works that would assure us an eternity with Him, but only through Christ’s grace. It’s not just about being with Him but it’s about following Him. It’s not about understanding, but it’s about obeying. It’s not about remembering Him in our activities; it’s about making it about Him and for Him…stumble
All of us do stumble and all of us do fail. We fall into situations that we don’t want to be in. And we all know that discipline makes us ask “why?” Indeed, we are good at asking God why. But maybe we should also ask ourselves.
“Is God really God of my life?
“Am I following God or am I just making Him an audience?”
I had learned the hard way and I am coming back to Him. Though crawling I still praise Him but for He is merciful and loving God, who is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. And I pray that, indeed, we will let God be the God of our "everything."
Thursday, February 26, 2009
The seven last words of Jesus Christ
The seven last words of Jesus Christ...
1. Father, forgive them for they know not, what they do... (Luke 23:34)
Forgive them. His tormentors, both Jews and Romans. Some of the fruit of this prayer can be in the salvation of thousands of people in Jerusalem at Pentecost.
they know not, what they do... they were not aware of the full scope of their wickedness. They did not recognize Him as the true Messiah. They were blind to the light of divine truth
"for if they had understood it, they would not have crucified the Lord of glory." (1 Cor. 2:8).
Still, their ignorance certainly did not mean that they deserved forgiveness; rather, their spiritual blindness itself was a manifestation of their guilt (John 3:19). But Christ's prayer while they were in the very act of mocking Him is an expression of the boundless compassion of divine grace.
2. Today you will be with me in paradise (Luke 23:43)
the penitent thief's prayer reflected his belief that the soul lives on after death; that Christ had a right to rule over a kingdom of the souls of men; and that He would soon enter that kingdom despite His impending death. His request to be remembered was a plea for mercy, which also reveals that the thief understood he had no hope but divine grace, and that the dispensing of that grace lay in Jesus' power. All of this demonstrates true faith on the part of the dying thief, and Christ graciously affirmed the man's salvation.
Paradise. This word speaks of heaven.
3. Here is your son, here is your mother (John 19:26-27)
the disciple whom He loved. This is a reference to John. Jesus, as firstborn and breadwinner of the family before he started His ministry, did not give the responsibility to His brothers because they were not sympathetic to His ministry nor did they believe in Him and they likely were not present at the time.
let's not worship Mary because even Jesus called her "woman" not "mother". Mary was just an instrument of God so that His Son can live on this earth. Yes! Of course, she was the mother of Jesus but not literally worship her as the mother of God because she was also a 100% human like us.
4. Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani (Mark 15:34)
This means "My God! My God! Why have You forsaken me?"
It tells us that Jesus felt keenly His abandonment by the Father, resulting from god's wrath being poured out on Him as the substitute for sinners.
5. I am thirsty (John 19:28)
Jesus was also thirst even though He was God. We can get the word "thirst" from John 4:13-14, that only Jesus can satisfy our soul, not the things in the world because the things in the world are temporary but the godly things are eternal which will last forever.
6. It is finished! (John 19:30)
The entire work of redemption had been brought to completion. The translation of "it is finished" means being placed on receipts for taxes. In other words, "paid in full."
He gave up His spirit. The sentence signaled that Jesus "handed over" His spirit as an act of His will. No one took his life from Him, for He voluntarily and willingly gave it up.
7. Father, into Your hands I commit My Spirit (Luke 23: 44-47)
Normally, victims of crucifixion died much slower deaths. He, being in control, simply yielded up His soul, committing it to God. Thus He "offered Himself without spot to God." (Heb. 9:14)
God bless! <><
1. Father, forgive them for they know not, what they do... (Luke 23:34)
Forgive them. His tormentors, both Jews and Romans. Some of the fruit of this prayer can be in the salvation of thousands of people in Jerusalem at Pentecost.
they know not, what they do... they were not aware of the full scope of their wickedness. They did not recognize Him as the true Messiah. They were blind to the light of divine truth
"for if they had understood it, they would not have crucified the Lord of glory." (1 Cor. 2:8).
Still, their ignorance certainly did not mean that they deserved forgiveness; rather, their spiritual blindness itself was a manifestation of their guilt (John 3:19). But Christ's prayer while they were in the very act of mocking Him is an expression of the boundless compassion of divine grace.
2. Today you will be with me in paradise (Luke 23:43)
the penitent thief's prayer reflected his belief that the soul lives on after death; that Christ had a right to rule over a kingdom of the souls of men; and that He would soon enter that kingdom despite His impending death. His request to be remembered was a plea for mercy, which also reveals that the thief understood he had no hope but divine grace, and that the dispensing of that grace lay in Jesus' power. All of this demonstrates true faith on the part of the dying thief, and Christ graciously affirmed the man's salvation.
Paradise. This word speaks of heaven.
3. Here is your son, here is your mother (John 19:26-27)
the disciple whom He loved. This is a reference to John. Jesus, as firstborn and breadwinner of the family before he started His ministry, did not give the responsibility to His brothers because they were not sympathetic to His ministry nor did they believe in Him and they likely were not present at the time.
let's not worship Mary because even Jesus called her "woman" not "mother". Mary was just an instrument of God so that His Son can live on this earth. Yes! Of course, she was the mother of Jesus but not literally worship her as the mother of God because she was also a 100% human like us.
4. Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani (Mark 15:34)
This means "My God! My God! Why have You forsaken me?"
It tells us that Jesus felt keenly His abandonment by the Father, resulting from god's wrath being poured out on Him as the substitute for sinners.
5. I am thirsty (John 19:28)
Jesus was also thirst even though He was God. We can get the word "thirst" from John 4:13-14, that only Jesus can satisfy our soul, not the things in the world because the things in the world are temporary but the godly things are eternal which will last forever.
6. It is finished! (John 19:30)
The entire work of redemption had been brought to completion. The translation of "it is finished" means being placed on receipts for taxes. In other words, "paid in full."
He gave up His spirit. The sentence signaled that Jesus "handed over" His spirit as an act of His will. No one took his life from Him, for He voluntarily and willingly gave it up.
7. Father, into Your hands I commit My Spirit (Luke 23: 44-47)
Normally, victims of crucifixion died much slower deaths. He, being in control, simply yielded up His soul, committing it to God. Thus He "offered Himself without spot to God." (Heb. 9:14)
God bless! <><
The 6th of the 10 Days
Another love song plays as I think of words to let remain unto this page.
My days are spent pondering over what would happen an hour from now, 2 hours, 3 hours, 4, 5, so on.
This is another day, indeed.
Another day to face the fears I need not to repress.
For it flows out on its own, like water from a broken jar.
Another day to step forward regardless of my sighs and just hope I have enough strength to persevere.
A million thoughts race in my mind as I take glimpses of the cloudy yet bright sky outside; a million thoughts of “what if’s”, “if only’s”, “maybe’s”, and “I hope’s”.
Pausing once in a while, to scrutinize if I could still comprehend or determine the weight that I carry in my heart;
not knowing when or until when I might be able to manage as the feelings intensifies with every passing minute.
Not wanting to shut my eyes at night for my questions are left unanswered; but also thankful as dawn approaches, thankful that I could for a while dream the weight away.
Yet only to be awakened by the light that passes through the openings of the curtains, to wake up to another unknown tomorrow and begin another day.
Truly what lies ahead is cryptic to me.
It is veiled, it is hidden.
I see a clear depiction of what is in front of me, but I am ignorant to what is next.
Fear consumes me as I place my faithless hands unto the knob of every close door I hide behind of.
Hesitating to push open; unwilling to let anxiety envelop me as I step out, blinded by the morning light, not knowing what or who will the first my eyes will gaze upon.
This is my melancholy; this is my plea for a saviour.
I am laid bare.
Consumed by fears but still moving on.
I am weak, I am scared, I am fragile, and I am slowly dying inside; but still constantly reminding myself that someone is there.
This is the truth I try to hold on to, the truth which I draw strength upon.
Trying to be optimistic as I recall every sweet word He sings in my ears:
The promises of a life, of hope, and a future secure in Him.
This is His song for me, a song of love, as He holds me by the hand to get me through another day.
Reminding me that even with the darkness that surrounds me I am never alone.
So to Him I offered up my days.
For I know that He is the one who controls my tomorrows, He is the one who make things known and unknown to humanity.
This surrender is the end of me, but I am confident that it’ll be a beginning in Him.
But let not the mere praises of my lips alone justify my heart.
For this is my melancholy indeed; this is my cry for an undivided heart.
I confess that I am entirely incomplete, I know I am undone.
I am unable to finish what has been started; not even able to begin what should be done.
For I am clay in my Potter’s hands, I am dross-filled silver; still being moulded, still being refined.
Every breath I take causes my chest to ache as He searches every corner of my heart.
Ashamed for I know I had hidden things in my heart He had told me to let go of, hiding it all in vain.
In vain for I know that He sees all and knows all.
Deliberately refusing to comply with His will; trying to find a flight.
Running away as I held dearly things He said can not even compare to the mere mention of His glorious name.
My foolishness- I admit; as I cling unto treasured paste; not wanting to accept the diamonds He lovingly offered.
This is me, Father; this is how I begun, I am human.
I am foolish, irrational, easily blinded and swayed by the temporary and quickly wasting away.
Taking hold of what my hands could grasp whilst it exist.
This is me; I am sinful, selfish, and unfaithful; unworthy, a mockery.
I would choose to fade than to cause any more pain unto You.
Yet even through my wretchedness, You still invite me to Your courts.
You summoned me by name and called me Yours.
You sang me a new song, a song of Your agape.
You cradled me in Your arms as you softly sang that I am Yours.
I am still Yours regardless of my mistakes, regardless of the many times I caused You to cry; regardless of my imperfection.
Father, I am ashamed to be held by You.
I don’t want to stain Your beauty with the filth that I bring; the filth that I had collected from swaying away; entertaining myself but neglecting You.
Oh, I humbly plead that You would just grab hold of my heart, that You would do with it anything that You please.
For I know that on my own I am only a disappointment, I always come lacking.
But Father, I desire to give You my all. I desire to make You my all.
Wash me, I pray.
Wash me in Your everlasting mercy.
Cover me Lord, cover me in Your undying love.
I plead for I know I am not worthy of anything beautiful from You.
I plead, for I dare not come as I am.
I, who wallowed in muck and is sodden in idolisations.
Purify me Father; make me clean.
Strip me of me and cause my heart to beat only for You.
Cause me to let the paste fall free from these faithless hands.
Cause me to let go until I have nothing left.
Let me be empty that You may have Your way with me- unhindered, undivided.
Cleanse me and make me new. Fill me with You.
This is my melancholy, Father; my song of faith, trust, love, hope, and submission.
And when another day begins; please God, hold me.
Psalm 27
Jeremiah 29: 11
Isaiah 43: 1-2
1 Corinthians 10: 12-13
1 Corinthians 14: 33-34
2 Corinthians 1:9-10
2 Corinthians
My days are spent pondering over what would happen an hour from now, 2 hours, 3 hours, 4, 5, so on.
This is another day, indeed.
Another day to face the fears I need not to repress.
For it flows out on its own, like water from a broken jar.
Another day to step forward regardless of my sighs and just hope I have enough strength to persevere.
A million thoughts race in my mind as I take glimpses of the cloudy yet bright sky outside; a million thoughts of “what if’s”, “if only’s”, “maybe’s”, and “I hope’s”.
Pausing once in a while, to scrutinize if I could still comprehend or determine the weight that I carry in my heart;
not knowing when or until when I might be able to manage as the feelings intensifies with every passing minute.
Not wanting to shut my eyes at night for my questions are left unanswered; but also thankful as dawn approaches, thankful that I could for a while dream the weight away.
Yet only to be awakened by the light that passes through the openings of the curtains, to wake up to another unknown tomorrow and begin another day.
Truly what lies ahead is cryptic to me.
It is veiled, it is hidden.
I see a clear depiction of what is in front of me, but I am ignorant to what is next.
Fear consumes me as I place my faithless hands unto the knob of every close door I hide behind of.
Hesitating to push open; unwilling to let anxiety envelop me as I step out, blinded by the morning light, not knowing what or who will the first my eyes will gaze upon.
This is my melancholy; this is my plea for a saviour.
I am laid bare.
Consumed by fears but still moving on.
I am weak, I am scared, I am fragile, and I am slowly dying inside; but still constantly reminding myself that someone is there.
This is the truth I try to hold on to, the truth which I draw strength upon.
Trying to be optimistic as I recall every sweet word He sings in my ears:
The promises of a life, of hope, and a future secure in Him.
This is His song for me, a song of love, as He holds me by the hand to get me through another day.
Reminding me that even with the darkness that surrounds me I am never alone.
So to Him I offered up my days.
For I know that He is the one who controls my tomorrows, He is the one who make things known and unknown to humanity.
This surrender is the end of me, but I am confident that it’ll be a beginning in Him.
But let not the mere praises of my lips alone justify my heart.
For this is my melancholy indeed; this is my cry for an undivided heart.
I confess that I am entirely incomplete, I know I am undone.
I am unable to finish what has been started; not even able to begin what should be done.
For I am clay in my Potter’s hands, I am dross-filled silver; still being moulded, still being refined.
Every breath I take causes my chest to ache as He searches every corner of my heart.
Ashamed for I know I had hidden things in my heart He had told me to let go of, hiding it all in vain.
In vain for I know that He sees all and knows all.
Deliberately refusing to comply with His will; trying to find a flight.
Running away as I held dearly things He said can not even compare to the mere mention of His glorious name.
My foolishness- I admit; as I cling unto treasured paste; not wanting to accept the diamonds He lovingly offered.
This is me, Father; this is how I begun, I am human.
I am foolish, irrational, easily blinded and swayed by the temporary and quickly wasting away.
Taking hold of what my hands could grasp whilst it exist.
This is me; I am sinful, selfish, and unfaithful; unworthy, a mockery.
I would choose to fade than to cause any more pain unto You.
Yet even through my wretchedness, You still invite me to Your courts.
You summoned me by name and called me Yours.
You sang me a new song, a song of Your agape.
You cradled me in Your arms as you softly sang that I am Yours.
I am still Yours regardless of my mistakes, regardless of the many times I caused You to cry; regardless of my imperfection.
Father, I am ashamed to be held by You.
I don’t want to stain Your beauty with the filth that I bring; the filth that I had collected from swaying away; entertaining myself but neglecting You.
Oh, I humbly plead that You would just grab hold of my heart, that You would do with it anything that You please.
For I know that on my own I am only a disappointment, I always come lacking.
But Father, I desire to give You my all. I desire to make You my all.
Wash me, I pray.
Wash me in Your everlasting mercy.
Cover me Lord, cover me in Your undying love.
I plead for I know I am not worthy of anything beautiful from You.
I plead, for I dare not come as I am.
I, who wallowed in muck and is sodden in idolisations.
Purify me Father; make me clean.
Strip me of me and cause my heart to beat only for You.
Cause me to let the paste fall free from these faithless hands.
Cause me to let go until I have nothing left.
Let me be empty that You may have Your way with me- unhindered, undivided.
Cleanse me and make me new. Fill me with You.
This is my melancholy, Father; my song of faith, trust, love, hope, and submission.
And when another day begins; please God, hold me.
Psalm 27
Jeremiah 29: 11
Isaiah 43: 1-2
1 Corinthians 10: 12-13
1 Corinthians 14: 33-34
2 Corinthians 1:9-10
2 Corinthians
Monday, February 2, 2009
i believe that "LOVE" is the answer...
Walk blindly to the light and reach out for His hand
Don’t ask any questions and don’t try to understand
Open up your mind and then open up your heart
You will see that you and me aren't very far apart
I believe that love is the answer
I believe love will find a way
I believe that love is the answer
I believe love will find a way
Violence has spread worldwide and there’s families on the streets
We sell drugs to children now, well why can’t we just see
That all we do is eliminate our future with the things we do today
Money is our incentive now so that makes it ok
Jesus is the Answer for the World Today
Above Him theres no other
Jesus is the Way
Don’t ask any questions and don’t try to understand
Open up your mind and then open up your heart
You will see that you and me aren't very far apart
I believe that love is the answer
I believe love will find a way
I believe that love is the answer
I believe love will find a way
Violence has spread worldwide and there’s families on the streets
We sell drugs to children now, well why can’t we just see
That all we do is eliminate our future with the things we do today
Money is our incentive now so that makes it ok
Jesus is the Answer for the World Today
Above Him theres no other
Jesus is the Way
Friday, January 23, 2009
Who is God?
One day the Lord asked me, “Who do you think am I?”
His glorious majesty caused me to reply…
…You are an amazing God.
You are marvellous.
You are beautiful.
You are never-ending.
You never fail.
You are great.
And you are mighty.
And none is like You,
None can compare to You.
For who can fathom You?
Who can understand You?
When you are indescribable.
You are incomprehensible.
You are limitless.
You are big.
For You breathe out the universe.
Yet You are small.
For You reign in our hearts.
You are everywhere!
Who is like You oh Lord?
Who can compete with You?
Who can do things You can not do?
Is there even anything You can not do?
Or who can do things You can?
Who can match up with You?
None!
No one!
For You are matchless.
You are undefeatable.
You are unquestionable.
None should doubt You.
For You are wise.
You are God.
You are King.
You are Creator.
You are the Saviour of mankind.
You are the redeemer of the doomed.
You are the payer of debts.
You are the seeker of the lost.
You are the light to the blind.
You are the fortress of the weary.
You are the healer of the dying.
You are the teacher of the ignorant.
You are the lifter of the meek.
For You are a loving God!
You are a merciful Father.
You are gracious Provider.
You are patient Counselor.
You are God.
You are love.
But You also judge the wicked.
For You are just.
You condemn the evil.
You destroy the foolish.
You humble the conceited.
You shame the hypocrites.
You punish the idolater.
For You do not tolerate sin.
You do not take lightly blemishes.
You can not stand wickedness.
For You are Holy.
You are God!
That’s why You deserve our hearts.
You deserve our love.
You deserve our faith.
You deserve our loyalty.
You deserve our obedience.
You deserve our service.
You deserve our devotion.
You deserve our praise.
You deserve our worship.
You deserve everything we have.
For You are God.
You are gentle.
You are compassionate.
You are thoughtful.
You are kind.
You are hospitable…
…to us who don’t deserve Your love.
to us who don’t deserve Your grace.
to us who don’t deserve Your mercy.
to us who don’t deserve Your attention.
to us who deserve nothing.
to us who deserve death.
to us who deserve hell.
to us who are temporary.
to us who are worthless.
to us who are but a vapour.
to us who are sinful.
to us who shed Your blood.
to us who accused You for doing wrong.
to us who crucified You.
to us who killed You.
But You are God.
You rose again.
You conquered death.
You brought out souls from hell.
You had forgiven us.
You saved us.
You gave us life.
You promised us hope.
You assured us a future.
You sanctified us.
You reunited with us.
For You are forgiving.
You do not remind us of our pasts but secure our present.
You lead us into righteousness.
For You desire us to be Holy.
As You are Holy.
For You are a Holy God.
You are God!
You are the Lord of Lords.
You are the King of Kings.
You are the Prince of Peace.
You are the Lord of Love.
You are the Lamb who was slain.
You are the Lion of Judah.
You are the Lover of our souls.
You are God.
You are the Alpha and the Omega.
You are the keeper of time.
You are the maker and holder of all perfect plans.
You are God!
And You will always be God.
For You are eternal.
You were,
You are,
You will.
You alone are God!!!!
Then Jesus said, “Well, that’s great my child; but I already knew all of that. What I really want to hear from you is who am I to You.”
I paused and smiled; for I realized that God isn’t after my comprehension but is after ME. So I answered in awe, “YOU ARE MY GOD!”
His glorious majesty caused me to reply…
…You are an amazing God.
You are marvellous.
You are beautiful.
You are never-ending.
You never fail.
You are great.
And you are mighty.
And none is like You,
None can compare to You.
For who can fathom You?
Who can understand You?
When you are indescribable.
You are incomprehensible.
You are limitless.
You are big.
For You breathe out the universe.
Yet You are small.
For You reign in our hearts.
You are everywhere!
Who is like You oh Lord?
Who can compete with You?
Who can do things You can not do?
Is there even anything You can not do?
Or who can do things You can?
Who can match up with You?
None!
No one!
For You are matchless.
You are undefeatable.
You are unquestionable.
None should doubt You.
For You are wise.
You are God.
You are King.
You are Creator.
You are the Saviour of mankind.
You are the redeemer of the doomed.
You are the payer of debts.
You are the seeker of the lost.
You are the light to the blind.
You are the fortress of the weary.
You are the healer of the dying.
You are the teacher of the ignorant.
You are the lifter of the meek.
For You are a loving God!
You are a merciful Father.
You are gracious Provider.
You are patient Counselor.
You are God.
You are love.
But You also judge the wicked.
For You are just.
You condemn the evil.
You destroy the foolish.
You humble the conceited.
You shame the hypocrites.
You punish the idolater.
For You do not tolerate sin.
You do not take lightly blemishes.
You can not stand wickedness.
For You are Holy.
You are God!
That’s why You deserve our hearts.
You deserve our love.
You deserve our faith.
You deserve our loyalty.
You deserve our obedience.
You deserve our service.
You deserve our devotion.
You deserve our praise.
You deserve our worship.
You deserve everything we have.
For You are God.
You are gentle.
You are compassionate.
You are thoughtful.
You are kind.
You are hospitable…
…to us who don’t deserve Your love.
to us who don’t deserve Your grace.
to us who don’t deserve Your mercy.
to us who don’t deserve Your attention.
to us who deserve nothing.
to us who deserve death.
to us who deserve hell.
to us who are temporary.
to us who are worthless.
to us who are but a vapour.
to us who are sinful.
to us who shed Your blood.
to us who accused You for doing wrong.
to us who crucified You.
to us who killed You.
But You are God.
You rose again.
You conquered death.
You brought out souls from hell.
You had forgiven us.
You saved us.
You gave us life.
You promised us hope.
You assured us a future.
You sanctified us.
You reunited with us.
For You are forgiving.
You do not remind us of our pasts but secure our present.
You lead us into righteousness.
For You desire us to be Holy.
As You are Holy.
For You are a Holy God.
You are God!
You are the Lord of Lords.
You are the King of Kings.
You are the Prince of Peace.
You are the Lord of Love.
You are the Lamb who was slain.
You are the Lion of Judah.
You are the Lover of our souls.
You are God.
You are the Alpha and the Omega.
You are the keeper of time.
You are the maker and holder of all perfect plans.
You are God!
And You will always be God.
For You are eternal.
You were,
You are,
You will.
You alone are God!!!!
Then Jesus said, “Well, that’s great my child; but I already knew all of that. What I really want to hear from you is who am I to You.”
I paused and smiled; for I realized that God isn’t after my comprehension but is after ME. So I answered in awe, “YOU ARE MY GOD!”
Monday, December 8, 2008
Rise Up
You are a mirror, yet you see so deep.
You are truth, you point out every wrong.
But you intrigue and you fascinate.
You do not stand for mild manner integrity,
but strive for holy intimacy.
We are one in the same.
A generation filled with passion.
A fire cool to the touch,
but consuming the world
with the desire the Most High.
Place off these markings of sin you see.
Throw out these doubts and fear which ensnares you.
Pride wishes to entice you.
Lust places traps and snares before you.
You are a target like it or not.
You are the one demons seek to destroy.
You are marked with My love as evidence to all.
For I have marked you with love.
Because this world no longer understands the treasures it hides;
and if they wish not to understand it.
It is passed to the youth.
For they are searching and seeking for love,
and only can you understand the love I have
if you seek with your heart and not your mind.
For your mind will follow your heart.
This generation has been marked.
This generation has been sealed.
This generation has been placed for all to see.
This generation is a target of the enemy.
It is the desire of the enemy to see you fall,
but do not fear or coward away,
for I will protect you.
My only plead is that you'll be weak.
For in your weakness my strenght will be seen.
You are a generation unwilling to be second best.
A generation placed with the desire of perfection.
A generation understanding the heart of worship,
a heart of service, a heart of love, faith, and joy.
The steps placed before you are for each his own.
Each extended with the purpose to glorify Me.
I will not place your foot or in the way which you must go;
for the decision is yours alone to follow Me,
and doubt does not rest in My heart
that their backs will forever turn away
because I chose them.
I chose them as I hung on the cross.
I chose them before they were born.
I chose them while they were drinking.
I chose them while they were smoking.
I chose them while they were lying and deceiving.
I chose him as he lay iin bed with someone who's not meant to be his wife.
I chose her as she forsake her first love for another man.
I chose them in their dishonesty.
I chose them in their shame.
I chose them as I took the nails as consequence for their sins.
Rise up, rise up!
You, generation who strives to be "it".
You, who strive to deny yourselves but are unable.
You, who are humble and unknown bu society.
You, whose pictures line lockers, and your name is known here and there.
You, who have known Me and followed Me always.
I'm calling you.
I'm reaching out to you.
You are the genration of the end times.
You are a generation of prophets and servants.
You are a generation of speakers and actors.
You are a generation of leaders.
And you have been calle dto lead this darkened world;
to lead them from shame and slander and ill minded tempers;
tolead them to truth, to love, tolife, to Me.
Rise up, do not fear!
Stand firm, on your knees.
Let Me use you, let Me use you.
Let Me help with the liberation of your schools.
Let Me rise you upin humility, in love, in My Spirit, and purity.
Now is the time for you to move.
Donot wait for Me to ask you again.
There is no more time tobe wasted.
Now is the time for you to begin.
Watch the arrows of persecution fly by.
See the battles of trials rage in your life
and bow down in thge streams of peace.
For I Am your sustainer and your protector.
Rise for tomorrow is a new day,
and your time has come
to rise those still slumbering
and bring those who are dead into life.
Tonight we ride for the day is coming.
And you, generation of purity,
you will heal in the perfect light.
Do not wait for Him to come.
But rise now that your generation may met Him face to face.
Rise, rise.
And come, follow the way placed before you.
You are truth, you point out every wrong.
But you intrigue and you fascinate.
You do not stand for mild manner integrity,
but strive for holy intimacy.
We are one in the same.
A generation filled with passion.
A fire cool to the touch,
but consuming the world
with the desire the Most High.
Place off these markings of sin you see.
Throw out these doubts and fear which ensnares you.
Pride wishes to entice you.
Lust places traps and snares before you.
You are a target like it or not.
You are the one demons seek to destroy.
You are marked with My love as evidence to all.
For I have marked you with love.
Because this world no longer understands the treasures it hides;
and if they wish not to understand it.
It is passed to the youth.
For they are searching and seeking for love,
and only can you understand the love I have
if you seek with your heart and not your mind.
For your mind will follow your heart.
This generation has been marked.
This generation has been sealed.
This generation has been placed for all to see.
This generation is a target of the enemy.
It is the desire of the enemy to see you fall,
but do not fear or coward away,
for I will protect you.
My only plead is that you'll be weak.
For in your weakness my strenght will be seen.
You are a generation unwilling to be second best.
A generation placed with the desire of perfection.
A generation understanding the heart of worship,
a heart of service, a heart of love, faith, and joy.
The steps placed before you are for each his own.
Each extended with the purpose to glorify Me.
I will not place your foot or in the way which you must go;
for the decision is yours alone to follow Me,
and doubt does not rest in My heart
that their backs will forever turn away
because I chose them.
I chose them as I hung on the cross.
I chose them before they were born.
I chose them while they were drinking.
I chose them while they were smoking.
I chose them while they were lying and deceiving.
I chose him as he lay iin bed with someone who's not meant to be his wife.
I chose her as she forsake her first love for another man.
I chose them in their dishonesty.
I chose them in their shame.
I chose them as I took the nails as consequence for their sins.
Rise up, rise up!
You, generation who strives to be "it".
You, who strive to deny yourselves but are unable.
You, who are humble and unknown bu society.
You, whose pictures line lockers, and your name is known here and there.
You, who have known Me and followed Me always.
I'm calling you.
I'm reaching out to you.
You are the genration of the end times.
You are a generation of prophets and servants.
You are a generation of speakers and actors.
You are a generation of leaders.
And you have been calle dto lead this darkened world;
to lead them from shame and slander and ill minded tempers;
tolead them to truth, to love, tolife, to Me.
Rise up, do not fear!
Stand firm, on your knees.
Let Me use you, let Me use you.
Let Me help with the liberation of your schools.
Let Me rise you upin humility, in love, in My Spirit, and purity.
Now is the time for you to move.
Donot wait for Me to ask you again.
There is no more time tobe wasted.
Now is the time for you to begin.
Watch the arrows of persecution fly by.
See the battles of trials rage in your life
and bow down in thge streams of peace.
For I Am your sustainer and your protector.
Rise for tomorrow is a new day,
and your time has come
to rise those still slumbering
and bring those who are dead into life.
Tonight we ride for the day is coming.
And you, generation of purity,
you will heal in the perfect light.
Do not wait for Him to come.
But rise now that your generation may met Him face to face.
Rise, rise.
And come, follow the way placed before you.
Beautifully Broken
Lord, do you see? Do you the darkness that builds up in me? Do you see the pain that cripples me? Do you hear every tear that streak down my face as I cry in helplessness? Do you feel my sob as I shook in anxiousness, hoping that someone will come and hold me, fragile as I am? But to my dismay found no one near; found no one who could help. Found no one who could ease the pain and calm the storm in me. Lord, how? Lord, how do you put up with this? Why? Lord, why? Why do you let me be pulled in? Why do you allow this paranoia to wound me? Wound me in the deepest part of my being. The very being that, I, myself does not know well. Where are you Lord? Let not coldness envelop me but only the warmth of your peace and love alone.
Oh Lord my days are but vapour, and how I wish that my end would just be a swift. Truly Lord, I must not know you that well. For I can not understand why you would let me be laid broken first, like shattered porcelain, that I may be whole and pure like silver without dross. What am I then Lord that your eyes are on me? Aren’t I like the vapour that runs and hides in the ever changing wind or the dreams that come vaguely and are often forgotten as the sun peeks from the glorious mountain tops that your own hands made? I know that I am nothing, a mere portion of a single pixel in your marvellous masterpiece, but why then Lord must you seek after me as if I was of any worth to you. It doesn’t illuminate the blackness that clouds my mind. Shouldn’t I be the one seeking you? Shouldn’t I be the one celebrating? I am left dumbfounded by your mercy and grace. Is this truly how you love Lord? Then Lord let me understand, reveal yourself to me.
Why do you plan my every step? Why do you care so much? And yet, even though you see the cliff that I may fall from you tell me to walk as the crow flies for your plans are perfect and are unblemished. Oh God, how can I fathom your majesty and how can I question your authority, I clearly have no right. But God though you slay me, yet will I hope in you (Job 13:15). For destruction is not what awaits me at the end of the precipice but absolute freedom, complete and true. And yet am I just deceitful to my own heart and to you by declaring such things; declaring such confidence when I bend lowly in cowardice? I am feeble. Hopeless as I seem, nevertheless my mind still aver that I should hold on to what my mouth declares. You, after all, made it clear that my faith should be never being based on my meagre and unfounded sentiments. God, take my wretched heart then and free me; for I don’t want to be a prisoner of my own doubts and unfaithfulness. Let me not worry on what I fear in front of me or in me but give strength and hold me close, that I may be reminded that you hold my yesterdays, today, and tomorrows.
And God, if reality completely fades, please promise me that you’ll remain my only truth.
Oh Lord my days are but vapour, and how I wish that my end would just be a swift. Truly Lord, I must not know you that well. For I can not understand why you would let me be laid broken first, like shattered porcelain, that I may be whole and pure like silver without dross. What am I then Lord that your eyes are on me? Aren’t I like the vapour that runs and hides in the ever changing wind or the dreams that come vaguely and are often forgotten as the sun peeks from the glorious mountain tops that your own hands made? I know that I am nothing, a mere portion of a single pixel in your marvellous masterpiece, but why then Lord must you seek after me as if I was of any worth to you. It doesn’t illuminate the blackness that clouds my mind. Shouldn’t I be the one seeking you? Shouldn’t I be the one celebrating? I am left dumbfounded by your mercy and grace. Is this truly how you love Lord? Then Lord let me understand, reveal yourself to me.
Why do you plan my every step? Why do you care so much? And yet, even though you see the cliff that I may fall from you tell me to walk as the crow flies for your plans are perfect and are unblemished. Oh God, how can I fathom your majesty and how can I question your authority, I clearly have no right. But God though you slay me, yet will I hope in you (Job 13:15). For destruction is not what awaits me at the end of the precipice but absolute freedom, complete and true. And yet am I just deceitful to my own heart and to you by declaring such things; declaring such confidence when I bend lowly in cowardice? I am feeble. Hopeless as I seem, nevertheless my mind still aver that I should hold on to what my mouth declares. You, after all, made it clear that my faith should be never being based on my meagre and unfounded sentiments. God, take my wretched heart then and free me; for I don’t want to be a prisoner of my own doubts and unfaithfulness. Let me not worry on what I fear in front of me or in me but give strength and hold me close, that I may be reminded that you hold my yesterdays, today, and tomorrows.
And God, if reality completely fades, please promise me that you’ll remain my only truth.
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Please, say hello, look deep into my eyes and I will share with you the gripping terror which inhabits me, but it’s not control of the moment minimal, simply from joy penetrating me like the sun in the middle of winter breaking through thick clouds to melt away the chill, but the time has come as I watch it set, surrendering me to the darkness of myself, the one thing, the only thing that I have come to fear. I sit and cling tight to this open thinking letter by letter what words best describe yet could never emphasize these overwhelming feelings; fear, love, hate, peace, grief, desire, contentment, , disbelief, agony, joy, life. Inhaling deep, feeling the detoxification of the air inside, unwilling to let it escape, wondering if I have strength enough to hold it in, or even greater strength to exhale and face the breath before.
The truth being, I contain no strength at all as I breathe repeatedly, unaware but consumed by God, whose strength allows me to live, yet even more desire me to live for him. God the creator, the maker of all, the source of life, the reason of existence, the all seeing, all knowing, all caring, all of everything; God, whom we see in everything around us, as we stare to the stars, stars which were made by His words spoken through nothing, which fit in the very palm of his hands, this God of inexpressible glory, lives in me, desires me, seeks after me. Me a person made from dust, who will return to dust, who, covers myself in the dirt and scum of this world, I, who simply can’t, simply never understand who He really is, He wants me and I am undeserving.
But here I am, forgive me Lord, save me from the punishment of death, save me and love me, but do away with me. For you know and have seen the representation I give your name, hypocritical me. Please do not allow me to hurt you anymore, whatever it takes Lord, let me be anything but a blemish of who you are, though I hesitate in saying such things for I know I am flesh, I am dirt, and I am easily persuaded by the desire of which that surrounds me, but I ask you, save me, love me, direct me; cause me to love you, do not allow me to fall away from you, hold me, I’m yours.
The truth being, I contain no strength at all as I breathe repeatedly, unaware but consumed by God, whose strength allows me to live, yet even more desire me to live for him. God the creator, the maker of all, the source of life, the reason of existence, the all seeing, all knowing, all caring, all of everything; God, whom we see in everything around us, as we stare to the stars, stars which were made by His words spoken through nothing, which fit in the very palm of his hands, this God of inexpressible glory, lives in me, desires me, seeks after me. Me a person made from dust, who will return to dust, who, covers myself in the dirt and scum of this world, I, who simply can’t, simply never understand who He really is, He wants me and I am undeserving.
But here I am, forgive me Lord, save me from the punishment of death, save me and love me, but do away with me. For you know and have seen the representation I give your name, hypocritical me. Please do not allow me to hurt you anymore, whatever it takes Lord, let me be anything but a blemish of who you are, though I hesitate in saying such things for I know I am flesh, I am dirt, and I am easily persuaded by the desire of which that surrounds me, but I ask you, save me, love me, direct me; cause me to love you, do not allow me to fall away from you, hold me, I’m yours.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
For Whom?
Luke 19:10
"For the Son of Man came to seek and save what was lost."
we Christians (especially new ones) have that great tendency to be infuriated at how devious the world is, and think that those so-called "super sinners" (e.g. smokers, drinkers, murderers, or just your unbearably annoying school bully) are condemned, and deserve to rot in hell. this is NOT the mark of a Christian! we're forgetting that we're the ones TO BE JUDGED, and it was for the sinners that Jesus died on the cross for.
right now, i have a number of friends who were once considered to be "super sinners", wasting their lives on drugs, liquors, relationships, etc. but then Jesus came into their lives and changed them drastically, and now, they're blazing with His fire.
in fact, there's no such thing as a super sinner, or a mild sinner, for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God (Romans 3:23). every one of us have sinned against God, whether intentional or unintentional, we have sinned.
fact is, we should be sensitive when it comes to our every action. if you recognize your unfaithfulness then, now, and the days to come, then great! bring it all to Jesus because He will forgive you. a Christian understands the need for a Savior to save them from their transgressions, for the wages of sin is death.
so the next time someone tap-dances on your last good nerves, don't condemn them. pray for them. or better yet, reach out to them! you'll never know what God can do in their lives.
keep it in mind that when we all once dwelt in hopelessness, our Father was busy searching for us
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"For the Son of Man came to seek and save what was lost."
we Christians (especially new ones) have that great tendency to be infuriated at how devious the world is, and think that those so-called "super sinners" (e.g. smokers, drinkers, murderers, or just your unbearably annoying school bully) are condemned, and deserve to rot in hell. this is NOT the mark of a Christian! we're forgetting that we're the ones TO BE JUDGED, and it was for the sinners that Jesus died on the cross for.
right now, i have a number of friends who were once considered to be "super sinners", wasting their lives on drugs, liquors, relationships, etc. but then Jesus came into their lives and changed them drastically, and now, they're blazing with His fire.
in fact, there's no such thing as a super sinner, or a mild sinner, for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God (Romans 3:23). every one of us have sinned against God, whether intentional or unintentional, we have sinned.
fact is, we should be sensitive when it comes to our every action. if you recognize your unfaithfulness then, now, and the days to come, then great! bring it all to Jesus because He will forgive you. a Christian understands the need for a Savior to save them from their transgressions, for the wages of sin is death.
so the next time someone tap-dances on your last good nerves, don't condemn them. pray for them. or better yet, reach out to them! you'll never know what God can do in their lives.
keep it in mind that when we all once dwelt in hopelessness, our Father was busy searching for us
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God Forgives
Psalms 130:3-4
"If you, O Lord, Kept a record of sins, O Lord, who could stand? But with You there is forgiveness; therefore You are feared."
the moment we receive Christ into our lives, we turn against the perspective of the world and, begin that 180 degree turn. we are now more likely to fall into sin rather than dive into it. we have, therefore, become missionaries and are called to serve God.
but it is not something anyone should take with pride, because we are no more than privilaged to be called by Him.
we always praise God for the things He has done in our lives, yet we tend to forget to praise Him for not remembering our sins. theough we are made righteos through Him, we can NEVER be righteos without Him.
if we had a marble for every sin we've ever committed, God knows how big of a box it would need to contain it all. but because God loves us so much, He chose to ignore every single one! as humans, we forget that forgiving one sin committed against us isn't as easy as it sounds, and turn a deaf ear whenever we hear someone reminding us to forgive thy neighbor. God's love is so powerful that He is willing to forgive our hundreds (if not thousands) of sins. when jesus Christ died on the cross, it displayed His unfathomable love for us because He does not want us to burn and die in all eternity in hell, for the wages of sin is death.
there's NO sin God cannot forgive, that's why we should fear and praise Him. furthermore, just because God can forgive, doesn't mean we should abuse that grace.
what He wants from us is our constant love and devotion for Him which means we should love God more than anything or anyone else on earth.
He is always willing to forgive, and so should we, for if we forgive, we will also be forgiven. we should keep it in mind that He has forgotten our transgressions, and that we could NEVER be without Him. if at times it seems difficult for us to forgive, take a moment to look back to the cross and see how much one man was willing to go through to forgive the world of its sins.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Convicting:
Think about this.. do you have the courage to say these words even if everyone around you is listening, or even if you're just alone in your own room?
Lord God, I hate you,
but I don't want to.
You were always with me, but I was never with You
You wanted to come in, but I never let You
You have loved me, but I've always forsaken You!
Now heal me of my sins and burdens.
... scared you, didn't i? but that's not the issue.. most people don't realize they're actually not loving God who has always loved them. that's actually equal to hating Him! but still He offers shelter when storms strike and love when we need it most.. question is, have we actually taken the step to actually love God?
What God Said
I know what you’ve been through
I know your pains
I know your struggles
I remember
I remember when the enemy struck a painful blow on you
I remember when you stumbled when the wind blew
I remember when you fell when the waves crashed
I remember the moments you used to kindle the fire of pain in your heart, spending it on your own self-destruction
I remember every tear you shed for I counted them
I remember your sleepless nights
I remember when you began to lose hope
I remember when darkness consumed you
But I sought you
Why?
Because you are my flock
You are my child
You are my beloved
Though the storms begin to strike,
Though the tides begin to rise,
Though the world may crumble,
I am your only shelter.
Come hide under my wings
Come feel my warmth
Come smell my scent
Come receive my love for you
Fret not when you do so.
You continue to stray
You continue to run from me
You continue to hide from me
Still I rush to find you
For my love for you is too strong
Now that I’ve found you weary,
I invite you back to come rest in me
Every wound that causes you pain, I will heal.
Every scar that reminds you of such pain, I will take away.
Every bit of sadness, I will replace with joy.
Everything in you, I will renew.
All your cries I have heard
All your prayers I have answered
You were never abandoned
You were never forsaken.
Cast your burdens on my feet.
Look to me for strength and your eagle’s wings will span and you will soar over the ruins of the past.
Come take off your old self so I can cleanse you
Come receive your new self and put it on.
I am your savior
I am your king
I am your lover
I am your friend
Now take my hand and hold it, and together we shall walk to eternity.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Treasures
All alone I found myself standing
In my hand was a bag filled with my treasures.
All alone I stood and then someone called
I look up and saw Jesus
He was standing on the topmost of a long plight of stairs
Yet I was there at the bottom.
He called out to me again
He told me to come up to Him.
To come as I am.
So I started the climb
With my bag filled with treasure,
Still I tightly held, afraid I might lose some.
But as I got higher
The stairs got steeper
And I found myself unable to move any farther.
Hindered by the weight of my treasures.
I look at to Jesus and cried out to Him,
“I can’t go on any farther LORD,
Tell me what I must do?”
He looked at me
His eyes filled with love and He said,
“Let go”
I look at my treasures
I couldn’t let go,
Not all of it.
So I took a handful
And reluctantly let go.
Now the weight I could manage,
And I continued my climb.
But still as I got higher
The same think happened.
“Let go”, my LORD would say
But still I only let go of a portion.
Over and over again
And it hurt me to let go of bits of my treasure.
I was standing in front of Jesus.
In my hand was my last treasure.
A gem so dear and precious to me.
I see Jesus, my Lover and King.
Finally I could be with my Prince
Only a step more to go.
So made my last step
But I found myself still standing,
Unable to move
Not even an inch farther.
I looked at Jesus with worry and confusion
“LORD, why can’t I reach you? Tell me why?”
He looked at me with compassion
And said again,” Let go.”
So I looked at Him,
With a heart filled with distress,
As I looked at the bright, shiny gem
In my hands I carefully held.
My heart was ready to break.
I cried once more,
“But LORD if I let go, I will be empty.
LORD, all my silver and gold are gone,
Please don’t take away my last treasure.”
I see the eyes of LORD still filled with love,
Though my heart was filled with me
Though I disobeyed Him and compromise
My LORD was still there
He just waited patiently for me.
“Let go”, He said.
“Let go, that you will be completely empty.
I want you to be empty,
So that I could fill you with ME.
Let go of your false treasure,
Temporary and unfulfilling.
Let go of it all,
For I am your real treasure.”
Jonah 2:8-9
Those who cling on to worthless idols
Forfeit the grace that could be theirs.
But I, with thanksgiving
Will sacrifice to you.
What I have vowed I will make good.
Salvation comes from the LORD.
In my hand was a bag filled with my treasures.
All alone I stood and then someone called
I look up and saw Jesus
He was standing on the topmost of a long plight of stairs
Yet I was there at the bottom.
He called out to me again
He told me to come up to Him.
To come as I am.
So I started the climb
With my bag filled with treasure,
Still I tightly held, afraid I might lose some.
But as I got higher
The stairs got steeper
And I found myself unable to move any farther.
Hindered by the weight of my treasures.
I look at to Jesus and cried out to Him,
“I can’t go on any farther LORD,
Tell me what I must do?”
He looked at me
His eyes filled with love and He said,
“Let go”
I look at my treasures
I couldn’t let go,
Not all of it.
So I took a handful
And reluctantly let go.
Now the weight I could manage,
And I continued my climb.
But still as I got higher
The same think happened.
“Let go”, my LORD would say
But still I only let go of a portion.
Over and over again
And it hurt me to let go of bits of my treasure.
I was standing in front of Jesus.
In my hand was my last treasure.
A gem so dear and precious to me.
I see Jesus, my Lover and King.
Finally I could be with my Prince
Only a step more to go.
So made my last step
But I found myself still standing,
Unable to move
Not even an inch farther.
I looked at Jesus with worry and confusion
“LORD, why can’t I reach you? Tell me why?”
He looked at me with compassion
And said again,” Let go.”
So I looked at Him,
With a heart filled with distress,
As I looked at the bright, shiny gem
In my hands I carefully held.
My heart was ready to break.
I cried once more,
“But LORD if I let go, I will be empty.
LORD, all my silver and gold are gone,
Please don’t take away my last treasure.”
I see the eyes of LORD still filled with love,
Though my heart was filled with me
Though I disobeyed Him and compromise
My LORD was still there
He just waited patiently for me.
“Let go”, He said.
“Let go, that you will be completely empty.
I want you to be empty,
So that I could fill you with ME.
Let go of your false treasure,
Temporary and unfulfilling.
Let go of it all,
For I am your real treasure.”
Jonah 2:8-9
Those who cling on to worthless idols
Forfeit the grace that could be theirs.
But I, with thanksgiving
Will sacrifice to you.
What I have vowed I will make good.
Salvation comes from the LORD.
Receiving and Surrendering
I just read a very powerful statement in Passion and Purity. It talks about why we should surrender everything to God. Before, it wasn’t clear why I should surrender everything to Him. I kept on thinking, “why?” And God was just kept on asking me to surrender. Now I know why.
He gave all.
He asks for all.
He asks for all.
Because of His great love, He gave His only son, Jesus Christ, to die on the cross for all our sins. He saved us from the punishment we were due. And because He didn’t hold anything back from us, He asks us to do the same.
I am bought with a price. And God paid for me. Now He asks me for my life. To give everything to Him. And when I really think about it, my life is worth nothing. Yet He asks for it. And the best thing that I can do is to give it to Him. To let Him use me for His glory and for His great plan. I have received the best from Him. Now all I have to do is to surrender my all.
Oh Child by Nevertheless
I want to come closer
But you are so distant
Lately your thoughts are so far
And I want to show you all that you’re missing
I’ll meet you right where you are
Oh love, I’ve always known you
Oh love, you’ve always been mine
Oh love, I’m only asking you for your life
Say that you need me
I know what you’re feeling
You cannot do this alone
I gave my word and I gave you my life
So you’ll never be on your own
Oh love, I’ve always known you
Oh love, you’ve always been mine
Oh love, I’m only asking you for your life
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you needed?(You’re waiting for this life to be what you’ve been waiting for…)
Oh love, I’ve always known you
Oh love, I’ve always known you
Oh love, you’ve always been mine
Oh love, I’m only asking you for your life
Oh love, I’ve always known you
Oh love, you’ve always been mine
Oh child, I’m only asking you for your life
Selah
Give me a reason why we want to live.
Give me a reason why even through hardships we still want to push forward.
Give me a reason why we look forward to the bright tomorrow when we are in still in darkness.
Tell me why we let people see that we are happy even though every bit of us is hurting?
Tell me why because I only know of one reason.
That reason is Jesus.
awesome His plans are when I let go of my own plans to follow His.
He who fills me with His treasure when I finally empty myself of the idols I'm clinging to.
He who whispers to my heart that He will wipe away my tears and make me beautiful again when I admit that I am broken.
He who says that He will fight the wars for me, when I honestly tell Him that I can't do it.
He who will fill my heart with joy by living to please Him.
He who will bring victory if I will surrender to Him.
He who will run towards us if we only take the first step forward.
He is the reason why I look forward to a better tomorrow.
That He has plans for me; plans not to harm me but to give me hope and future.
That He will never leave me nor forsake me whatever the circumstances might be.
That He will never leave me when my heart is broken but will draw closer to me instead.
He tells me that He is the parent to the orphans.
That He is the light for the lost.
He is the comfort for the weary.
That if we find ourselves with nothing, He is our everything.
That He will never forsake me even if my sanity will.
That even though I find myself in confusion and in disorder, He will turn them into beauty and order in His perfect time.
He is the reason why I don't give up on life.
For He is always is with me and wants to be with me.
For He loves me, He loves us so much that He is willing to die for us.
The very truth that the King of Kings,
the LORD on high, the star breather and heart former,
the beginning and end, the almighty God who alone is good,
pure, and worthy cares for me;
I,who compare to Him, am nothing.
That even if I fall and stumble, He will just pick me up.
That even if I fail, all He will ever show me is His undying love.
That undying love that He showed me and everybody through His death on that cross.
On that cross where He willingly let His blood be spilled.
The blood that paid all the sins that we can't pay for ourselves.
He embraced the punishment that ought to be upon us.
He died so that we may live.
The only reason I see is Jesus.
Tell me a reason greater than that?
If not, then He is the only reason.
He should be our purpose to live.
He should be the shoulder we cry on.
That He should be that tomorrow were waiting for.
He should be the arms we should run to.
After all, He is all that we need and He is more than enough.
That He is the one who will satisfy the thirst of my heart.
The hunger of our soul.
He alone is the one who could fill the gaps of my heart.
He alone will complete me.
Only Him.
That's why He is my only reason.
Give me a reason why even through hardships we still want to push forward.
Give me a reason why we look forward to the bright tomorrow when we are in still in darkness.
Tell me why we let people see that we are happy even though every bit of us is hurting?
Tell me why because I only know of one reason.
That reason is Jesus.
awesome His plans are when I let go of my own plans to follow His.
He who fills me with His treasure when I finally empty myself of the idols I'm clinging to.
He who whispers to my heart that He will wipe away my tears and make me beautiful again when I admit that I am broken.
He who says that He will fight the wars for me, when I honestly tell Him that I can't do it.
He who will fill my heart with joy by living to please Him.
He who will bring victory if I will surrender to Him.
He who will run towards us if we only take the first step forward.
He is the reason why I look forward to a better tomorrow.
That He has plans for me; plans not to harm me but to give me hope and future.
That He will never leave me nor forsake me whatever the circumstances might be.
That He will never leave me when my heart is broken but will draw closer to me instead.
He tells me that He is the parent to the orphans.
That He is the light for the lost.
He is the comfort for the weary.
That if we find ourselves with nothing, He is our everything.
That He will never forsake me even if my sanity will.
That even though I find myself in confusion and in disorder, He will turn them into beauty and order in His perfect time.
He is the reason why I don't give up on life.
For He is always is with me and wants to be with me.
For He loves me, He loves us so much that He is willing to die for us.
The very truth that the King of Kings,
the LORD on high, the star breather and heart former,
the beginning and end, the almighty God who alone is good,
pure, and worthy cares for me;
I,who compare to Him, am nothing.
That even if I fall and stumble, He will just pick me up.
That even if I fail, all He will ever show me is His undying love.
That undying love that He showed me and everybody through His death on that cross.
On that cross where He willingly let His blood be spilled.
The blood that paid all the sins that we can't pay for ourselves.
He embraced the punishment that ought to be upon us.
He died so that we may live.
The only reason I see is Jesus.
Tell me a reason greater than that?
If not, then He is the only reason.
He should be our purpose to live.
He should be the shoulder we cry on.
That He should be that tomorrow were waiting for.
He should be the arms we should run to.
After all, He is all that we need and He is more than enough.
That He is the one who will satisfy the thirst of my heart.
The hunger of our soul.
He alone is the one who could fill the gaps of my heart.
He alone will complete me.
Only Him.
That's why He is my only reason.
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