the time of singing has come!

Better to go to the house of mourning
Than to go to the house of feasting,
For that is the end of all men;
And the living will take it to heart.
Sorrow is better than laughter,
For by a sad countenance the heart is made better.
The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning,
But the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.
(Ecclesiastes 7:2-4)

I like to go to the house of mourning because it helps me to remember to number my days.

Labels: contemplation

You are holy, holy
Lord there is none like You
You are holy, holy
Glory to You alone

I’ll sing Your praises forever
Deeper in love with You
Here in Your courts
Where I’m close to Your throne
I’ve found where I belong

Labels: encountering God, my heart's song

There is never a day so dreary,
There is never a night so long,
But the soul that is trusting Jesus
Will somewhere find a song.

There is never a cross so heavy,
There is never a weight of woe,
But that Jesus will help to carry
Because He loveth so.

There is never a care or burden,
There is never a grief or loss,
But that Jesus in love will lighten
When carried to the cross.

There is never a guilty sinner,
There is never a wan-d'ring one,
But that God can in mercy pardon
Thro' Jesus Christ, His Son.

Wonderful, wonderful Jesus,
In the heart He implanteth a song:
A song of deliv-'rance, of courage, of strength;
In the heart He implanteth a song.

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I thought I had really lost my song.
A song that can lift my spirits up because the words can heal.
But I found it :)

Days had seemed so dreary and night so long for me recently
The cross to bear seemed so heavy
And God doesn't appear to care about my loss....
But I guess I am just lacking courage and strength
And though I feel like I have been trapped inside a hole for so long, unable to move forward anywhere
Surely He will deliver me!

A song of deliverance, of courage, of strength,
In the heart He implanteth a song.

Labels: encountering God, my heart's song

I thought words could heal and so I am desperate to find the right words....

but whether it is on bended knees, looking at my msn window, or staring at my keyboard, I feel.... weary. I feel dry in my throat. I feel like my vocal cords are refusing to vibrate.

so don't talk to me, until i can make sense of all that the Lord has prepared for me.

i know that if He doesn't give me something now, He has prepared something far better.

i just need to have faith in God.

Labels: contemplation, rant

It was so cold last night that I had to climb down my bed, grab another pyjamas and wear double layers to sleep. (yes, without fan, fully under blanket..)

I really couldn't fall asleep. And I finally found the reason why I couldn't really sleep for the past two nights... Probably it was a combination of some thoughts that I have been having plus the cold..

And this verse kept popping in my head:

Again, if two lie down together, they will keep warm;
But how can one be warm alone? (Ecclesiastes 4:11)

Labels: contemplation

I think I should stop dreaming.

The first wake up call came when I didn't get the full-time church work that I was really hoping to do for God.
The second alarm has rung but I'm snoozing it.

I should stop waiting for a change in my life.
I should learn to work within what I have, not what I'm hoping to have.

But.... I'm just wondering if it's time. And whether it's possible.
Or should I continue to snooze it or completely switch it off now?
Should I wake up now?

Surely God watches over His sheep and those who are seeking Him.

Only believe.

Please pray for the brethren at Brisbane. There are a number who are affected by the floods already... And also keep those at STTTC in prayers. When I think about how the working youths have already all returned, leaving the students to continue to fight this spiritual battle and how their battlefield has now become even more challenging and I miss them all the more. Wish I can be there too, fighting alongside with them.

I guess we all have our own battles. I've been fighting one these days.

Or maybe two.

I live in words. 

Words make me secure. Like I have really lived. 

But I discovered a certain beauty when words cease to exist. 

Like as I walk alone back home, and the gentle, cool breeze brushing against my skin, and the instrumental worship music playing in my ears...

I inhale.

And almost feel like heaven. 

When the day's done, and you know you have worked hard to give God honor and glory and praise throughout the day; when you know you have tried your best to worship God with every minute of your life, then you don't need words anymore for security.

The Spirit Himself gives you the assurance, and the peace that we need.

Even without words, we hear Him. And feel Him in our midst.

Labels: encountering God

NWYS @ Brisbane was awesome.

and that concludes the adventure of jay em as well for now. :D

eat - i have not eaten so much on a trip! but a eating and talking holiday seemed good for us. thank God, for He knows best. and spiritual food, as well, tastes sweet like honey.

pray - confess your sins to one another, and pray for one another, that you may be healed (james 5:16). much spiritual lessons learnt and still learning. i stand in awe of His abundant mercies and big big love. He is on His throne, have faith.

love - am humbled by His presence and by what i see and hear. am grateful for His grace for time together and to be a part of all this. to crucify the old sinful man in me, and to pursue after all things good (philippians 4:8). to be resolved to lead a disciplined life for God, for i have seen how He has never given up on me, though i am most unworthy of all.

I am my beloved’s,
and his desire is for me.
(Songs 7:10)

Labels: counting grace, dee jay em adventures, encountering God