You are the Potter, I am the clay

Hmm. It's the Eve of my East Timor Trip. Actually it is another few hours time... before I go to the airport :) After packing my bags and reflecting on some things, I actually came up with the FULL VERSION of ENOUGH. not sure why I had the inspiration, I'm sure it must be the Holy Spirit. Here's the lyrics.. I've changed the 3rd line of the chorus from: "I won't care what people may say" to "I won't fear what people may say" It's more fear than indifference that we face sometimes for taking the narrow way -i.e. the road less travelled by many. Enough Verse 1: Jesus, thank you for your life Living Sacrifice, You were crucified Jesus, help me live your life I lay aside my pride To know You is my prize Chorus: I will choose the narrow way Take the narrow path I won't fear what people may say You are more than enough for me You are my eternity Verse 2: Jesus, your love has changed my life Shepherd of the blind, you gently lead and guide

1 Corinthians 13:4 - 7 4Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud 5or rude. Love does not demand its own way. Love is not irritable, and it keeps no record of when it has been wronged. 6It is never glad about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. 7Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance. Recently I am finding it difficult to reconcile the call to love from the bible and living the love in this real world. No wonder people always quote, "realities are harsh". Am I being too idealistic or naive? I wonder as well. While biblical love advocates, patience, kindness, not proud nor rude, not irritable, keeps no record of wrong yet in real life it is hard to reconcile what I know about love with the act of not loving as I should. I am still searching and asking myself and it has weighed me down for a full long day or days. I wish I could abandon this search and rescue mission of my own h

Not to worry, "Excited" is not my new song. Just expressing my mood. Last night, I finally met the Dr. and her husband who will be going with us to East Timor to conduct medical mission. When I heard that they were in their 70s i got a shock. I haven't really been on a mission trip with any 70-somethings. After meeting them and hearing them share about their lives, I was totally awestruck. God levelled my faith to FULL TANK. Life for the past two weeks has been thorny. Work and personal life. But after I wrote the song "Enough" i felt my spirit was lifted. Yesterday's meeting 'recharged' me in a very special way. I sensed God's presence so much I had almost all the faith to believe for anything to happen. I'm looking forward to the coming trip to East Timor as we visit the orphans and conduct the medical service for the village people, specifically, babies, children and very sick people. May the Lord guide us through this little effort of o

Every year, I try to write a song to remind me of what God is saying to me as well as to "follow up on my gift of song writing". This year I had wanted to write a song about what Good Friday means to me but to no avail until today. I was fiddling on the keyboard with some progression and I had this progression that I continued playing for a few minutes. A while later, the words just flowed. It's as if my fingers and my mouth knew the burstings of my heart. The song melody and lyrics all came in an hour's time. I must say I am very happy with this composition because I know God has breathed into it. The message of this song is to emulate Christ in the way He lived. The hardest part is to live how Christ had lived i.e how He obeyed the cross decree. He had to die there. Yet it was not a life wasted or a life that had missed out on life's best. He helped many people, He changed many lives and not one single minute of his life was shortchanged as He took the road l

Firstly, I want to thank God for allowing us to retrieve our house keys which dropped into the car. It happened when I took the keys out from my pocket and wanting to put into one of the compartments near the 'cigarette hole' - the socket that allows you to charge your handphone battery. It was amazing that after sitting in my Father-in-law's car for the last one month, I did not realize that, that particular compartment is hollow. :S :S :S :S :S :S so that's where I dropped my keys into. To make matters worse, Adrian didn't bring the house keys. If we don't retrieve it, we won't be able to go back to home..... We tried everything. I tried putting my hand into the tiny hole but it didn't work. *big sigh* Adrian went to buy some wires and tried to hook it back up, to no avail... sad :( Finally we drove from Bras Basah to Defu Lane to find help from the mechanic. On my way there, I prayed but I was frustrated... what a test... The mechanic pulled up the