Multiply

Hi my beloved readers,

I think I'll be shifting to multiply. The new addy will be http://belovedsally.multiply.com. If I ever do shift back, I'll also post a notice there.. but I hope not.. :)

I'm quite new to it but what it has that blogger doesn't, is that it seems to have good network support. It purports to support "meaningful" relationship rather than growing the biggest site.

Advantages:

1. Sharing other stuff like photos, music and video

2. Some extra features like a "Review" section where one can share book/movie reviews and also be notified at the same time - see what your friends are watching! :)

3. Also, there's a calendar feature. Sometimes we have activities coming up and to organise a group activity, we tend to mass mail. Or sometimes we receive a mail about a friend's upcoming activity but forget to reply. This feature allows us to share our timetables with each other.

4. Because of the above 'network' support, we can keep in touch by being involved in each other's life (different aspects other than just blog but music as well.)

5. There's also a notification feature when there's a new blog entry/review etc up.

6. There's an easy import feature from blogger to multiply. I tried that and it's really easy. The only thing is that for me, it didn't import my whole blog but I think only the last 2 months. It's a duplication but it feels good 'cos it doesn't feel like it's starting from square one.

7. All you need to do is apply to multiply. You don't have to keep a blog there. Little maintenance but it'll be nice to keep in touch with me, yes? E-mail me your address and I'll send an invite along. ;) My e-mail is found via my profile here.

shalom!

:) Sally Elisha

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Holding out for a hero

Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods?
Where's the great white Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what i need

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasies
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a Superman to sweep me off my feet

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life

Out where the mountains meetthe heavens above
Out where the lightning strikes the sea
I can swear that there's someone somewhere watching me
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
and the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life

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Oh, do I remember this song. It's sung by Bonnie Tyler. In the past, it's about finding a life partner, getting married, settling down plus the chemistry, the excitement, the life and everything explosive about passion.

In fact, the energy behind the song is kinda of scary (in the sense of wondering, is it possible? can such a man exist?) and so attractive 'cos it reflects the cry of the female heart.

The heart of a woman is not like having english tea at the patio - though it can be that. But the depths, ah, that's different. It can be wild, turbulent, untamed, pulsating wait for a mate that would match her. But of course, we cover it with niceties and it is forgotten in the grind of daily lives - except, perhaps, when it is unleashed in the bedroom...

But really, the only Perfect man that would fill such a role is Christ alone. Because only with Him, can I NOT cut any corners, not convince myself to settle.

Heart's desire, soul's satisfaction - these are cries from the depths, the thirst of which only true living waters and quench.

Living with God - it's like a Dare, an outrageous invitation to life! If only I can shed the shackles of security and launch out into the deep with Him. If only I can reach inside into the true me and live courageously, adventurously with Him. Let me keep my eyes upon You and You shall transform me Lord!

Jailhouse rock

Stand up everybody! Elvis is IN the building!

hahaha... what a rockingly cute finale to the end of service yesterday! It's the 50s, the girls and the boys in their colourful clothes. It's the moves, it's the groove, it's the hairgel and the sideburns... it's the music of Elvis baby!

Lyrics 'copped' from Sean's aka uncle muthu's 24 hr prata place.


So heeeere's Jail Got Rocked

Warden threw Paul n Silas down to Jail,
The prison all around em thought their plans've failed
Started sumthin when the bos began to sing
Shook the earth alot n let the jailbirds spring!

In the Stocks!
Everybody was shocked!
evry door in the cells was unlocked,
when the macedonian Jail got rocked!

Silas started praisin n it cracked some stone,
little did they know it was a sign that was to come
a rumblin noise hit the boys and smashed the chains
broke the richter scale it was a powerful thing!

In the Stocks!
Everybody was shocked!
evry door in the cells was unlocked,
when the macedonian Jail got rocked!

From the Throne of Heaven came a rumbling
Tore right through the jail rather effortlessly
they should've used a seismograph but honestly
they wanted to but it was 51 AD

In the Stocks!
Everybody was shocked!
evry door in the cells was unlocked,
when the macedonian Jail got rocked!

* Cue guitar solo and lots of shaking and twisting

The macedonian prison in the time of Rome
was more like california by the time it was done
the warder said "hey buddy whould ya please explain,
can you tell me what to do so i'll get saved??"

Let's Talk!
Everybody was shocked!
evry door in the cells was unlocked,
when the macedonian Jail got rocked!

"If you just believe in the Lord Jesus Christ
Warden you can now repent and save your life
Would ya like forgiveness?" and he said "Yes yes!
You gotta stick around i'm gonna get my kids!"

Let's Talk!
Everybody was shocked!
evry door in the cells was unlocked,
when the macedonian Jail got rocked!

Love is in the air

Feeling a little whimsical this evening...

So enjoy the lyrics of this song... the beat is a little bit of cha-cha :)

Love is in the air
Everywhere I look around
Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound

And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes

Love is in the air
In the whisper of the trees
Love is in the air
In the thunder of the sea

And I don't know if I'm just dreaming
Don't know if I feel sane
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when you call out my name

(Chorus)
Love is in the air
Love is in the air
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

Love is in the air
In the rising of the sun
Love is in the air
When the day is nearly done

And I don't know if you're an illusion
Don't know if I see it true
But you're something that I must believe in
And you're there when I reach out for you

Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound
And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise

But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes



from the song "Love is in the air" by John Paul Young

..nope, not sung by the ex-pope when he was young... ha.. I know 'tis corny..

Health

Well, I'm still in the valley of the shadow of death.

His staff and His rod, nay, His presence comforts me.

Health is so important to achieve so many things. And without health, there're so many things I want to do that I cannot.

Makes one appreciate the simple things like being able to communicate. I can't even carry on a vocal conversation right now.

It never occurred to me that this coughing is from God. Nor that God allowed it to happen.

In fact I had a conversation with a brother where we differed on this point. He pointed out to the OT where it said God caused this, God caused that (bad stuff) to happen. And Pastor said that in the hebrew, according to some greek scholar (I think it was Thayer), that the word "caused" was in the permissive rather than active tense.

But my point was this is NT, post-cross. I'm practical. Whether God caused it to happen (active) or allowed it to happen (passive), the fact is it makes no difference with regards to the result. i.e. I still have that $%^&* cough. And doing something or doing nothing when He can do something, is an expression of His will. I know my Abba. And His will is NOT for me to be sick.

I can only say that by His stripes I'm healed.

I'm not actually over bothered by the cough at first, only recently, because of it's duration... :S

I just remember that God makes all things work for good for those who love Him.

Sometimes, I think of this trial like vaccinations.

God will not allow us to be tempted more than we're able to cope. And actually, with each new 'trial', by persevering, I actually emerge stronger. Each time I'm sick, I'm interested in studying health. Appropriating health. Learning about Jehovah-Repheka - The Lord that heals.

When I'm suffering lack, it's then that I learn about the Lord being my inheritance. Leaning on, relying on Him.

With every vaccination, I gain a deeper understanding, a fresh reminder. Like this time. Like this cough.

Just reminds me of how sweet being healthy is. To be grateful for health. In every little thing.

This cough just makes me angry now! I just imagine that sick spirit of infirmity latching onto me. urgh! Let me think no more on it but focus on the cross, on the holy communion; let me remind myself that His body was broken for me.


Surely He has borne our griefs
And carried our sorrows;
Yet we esteemed Him stricken,
Smitten by God, and afflicted.
But He was wounded for our transgressions,
He was bruised for our iniquities;
The chastisement for our peace was upon Him,
And by His stripes we are healed

Isaiah 53

Faithfulness

I'll sing to You Lord
A hymn of love
for Your faithfulness to me

Hmm.. during worship today, I'm reminded it's not my faithfulness. It's His faithfulness.

But another thought occurred.

How awesome it is that Almighty God should choose to be faithful to me?

I mean, why should he bind Himself to me? He is able to do all things. He is powerful, awesome, almighty, holding the world in His hands. And who am I that He wants to be faithful?

Yes, I know the theological arguments behind it.

I was again reminded of a marriage covenant. Like the wife committing adultery and the husband remaining faithful and waiting for her to turn to him, wooing her back with love. In such a case, there would be grounds for divorce. But no, he chooses to wait. To remain faithful. Because of love.

But look at his wife! The harlot. Is there anything lovely about her?

It just baffles me how God sees us. How He sees me. Yet by practising the truth of redemption, the sanctification by the blood of the lamb and the imputation of righteousness; by His revealing daily, the righteousness I have through the cross, I begin to see myself through the eyes of my Beloved.

And then - confidence, security, beauty and wisdom comes, knowing my true worth in Him. Seeing myself through the eyes of His love.

Faithfulness. It's not about me. It's about Him. His faithfulness to me in my life's journey. How awesome that He chooses to bind Himself to me!

Great is thy faithfulness!
Great is thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see
All I have needed, thy hand hath provided
Great is thy faithfulness
Lord unto me!

World Cup 2006

Well, it seems official, NCC is rooting for Italy.

At least the leaders are.

I seem to be the only lone voice who shouted out France when Deacon Matthew threw out the question, "Who do you think will win the World Cup?"

Geez, and I prayed you know, so I really thought France would win. Of course, at the back of my mind, is the question, what if other christians prayed for Italy? Well, I like to think I'm one of Abba's favourite daughters so I felt that France would win. Aiyah, now Pastor Prince also voiced support for Italy.. tsk tsk..

Sometimes, I wonder how God would answer such prayers where there are Christians on both side. I wonder if Abba has his own tally sheet... see which side got more Christian supporters? LOL... haha

Anyway, viva la France!

hope I said it correctly :D

cough

*cough* *cough*

hiaz, I'm having a cough and I'm thoroughly fed up. Can't even complete a sentence without a cough. If I breathe too deeply, it triggers it. And sometimes it's so violent I'm simply exhausted by the end of it.

I wonder why I don't have any problems coughing when sleeping. My sleep is really sweet. It's when I'm awake and every few seconds, I have to cough. Can't stand it. Can't go to work. How do I speak to clients if I'm coughing after every few words?

And the temptation to feel sorry for myself is real strong. The 'poor me' syndrome which I sometimes am tempted to indulge in.

And no amount of 'trying' to focus on the Lord. Oh, I wish I could come to the place where I can really work by faith and not by sight. To be able to take holy communion without reminding myself that I'm not taking it to 'gain' healing.

Oh Lord, You have to be the one to pull me out of this rut. How can I exhibit joy, faith, peace, love when I am preoccupied with physical self? :( Abba, You handle it lah. I'm tired, fed-up with it. I can't even pray ernestly, sincerely whatever and almost resigned to let the stupid cough run it's course. But it's been almost two weeks! What da?!

Lord, You love me right? So it's up to You! I don't care. This is Your holy temple. You take care of it! If You don't, I can't. I don't care what about talking to my mountain myself. I tried that. But it is Your power Lord and Your resurrection life that You choose to fill in Your Word.

Ah.. when I don't know what to do, I shall just mutter in tongues, in spurts.. Lord, how can I endure, or pray for long when I feel so bleh. Do it in faith yah? Okay, I'll try...

Abba, I'm sorry for being irrelevant today. But I want You to know my frustration. I think I need to express my sulking to You :S Thanks for hearing anyway. Knowing You love me is a comfort. And though I don't feel anything right now, nor want to, yet I cherish the memories of those times when You held me close. And Lord, I know that You are the same, yesterday, today and forever.

Love You Lord. Love me too? :) Hugs and kisses... my Jesus.

Diary

Hmm... I may be blogging less.. but that's what I said end of last year too...

I miss the paper and pen. It's tangible rather than electronic. :)

And I like writing. Language is somewhat a little like architecture. Not only in prose construction but also, in calligraphy.

Ahh.. I like my own handwriting. I actually have two. One is a beautiful cursive one and the other is a more deliberated, square, scholarly style. :) I don't deliberately switch between the two, though I can but I realise that my handwriting changes with my mental state and mood.

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Shalom!

Song of Songs - sermon notes (18 June 2006)

I really liked this sermon. It's on one of my fave books in the OT. And Pastor Lawrence's sermons ministered to me. Mmm hmm.. fed and satisfied on the love of Christ!


Songs of songs 1:2

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—
For your love is better than wine.

wine = pleasures and intoxication (in the world)

Every physical and spiritual beauty is found in Jesus.

He is the source of beauty

kiss - not like that given by the father to the father to the prodigal son but a kiss of intimacy

When you feed on Jesus, you become truly satisfied
- Jesus is the bread of life
- all your hunger is satisfied in Him.

Song of songs 1:3

Because of the fragrance of your good ointments,
Your name is ointment poured forth;

The name is associated with a person. It is identification.

Jesus = SAVIOUR

Jesus - His name is like a sweet fragrance.

Captain of our salvation (protection, preservation..)

The name is associated with what this person has done.

Smile on your face, sparkle in the eys and skip in the steps

Song of songs 1:4 (KJV)

Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

After God draws you, you will run (spiritual activity) after Him.
- serve God from the overflow
- there is no way you can serve out of your own fleshly effort.

Our passion and desire for Him even comes from Him.
- we are drawn to Him.

chambers = place of intimacy, of passionate love between husband and wife.

God desires you much more than your desire for Him.

God is active; church is described as 'she' - passive.

Gospels tell us about God's pursuit of us - His love that has given us His only beloved Son.

"remember thy love" - we need to remember that God's love is better than wine.

God's love is not meant to have an intellectual discussion. It is meant to be experienced and enjoyed.

We enjoy God's love by faith.
- it is not by feelings.
You believe and it will be real.

We are called to live by faith.

Faith gives substance to things hoped for.

Faith makes God's love real to you.

Believe that He has called you. God will give you a new voice for this new generation. yield and flow

God doesn't need you to serve Him. You get to serve Him.

The focus is on Christ and on Him alone
- Colossians 1:16-20

For by Him all things were created that are in heaven and that are on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or principalities or powers. All things were created through Him and for Him.

And He is before all things, and in Him all things consist. 18 And He is the head of the body, the church, who is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, that in all things He may have the preeminence.

For it pleased the Father that in Him all the fullness should dwell, and by Him to reconcile all things to Himself, by Him, whether things on earth or things in heaven, having made peace through the blood of His cross.


It is through grace that we receive.

Don't look at grace as a doctrine. Grace is a Person

Christian life is not about getting things from God. It is a living relationship.

Jesus, the author and finisher of faith.

When you see Jesus, the faith will be there.

How big you see Jesus will be how big your faith is.

Your faith is not determined by what you see. Your faith must be built on the Word of God.

The problem is we have faith in His power but not in His willingness.

- Mark 1:39-42

Now a leper came to Him, imploring Him, kneeling down to Him and saying to Him, “If You are willing, You can make me clean.”

Then Jesus, moved with compassion, stretched out His hand and touched him, and said to him, “I am willing; be cleansed.”

As soon as He had spoken, immediately the leprosy left him, and he was cleansed.

It is not what we can do. It is what He has done and what He is doing in and through us.
- God gives you the will and the desire to do.
- how hard is it for a hungry man to eat? Life in Christ is like that! :D
- Hebrews 13:20-21

Now may the God of peace who brought up our Lord Jesus from the dead, that great Shepherd of the sheep, through the blood of the everlasting covenant, make you complete in every good work to do His will, working in you what is well pleasing in His sight, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory forever and ever. Amen.


You are holy, that's why you want to liva a holy life. How?

Christ is our all in all
- righteousness, wisdom and holiness

There's one thing that He seeks from you. He wants your love.

Song of songs 4:10

How fair is your love,
My sister, my spouse!
How much better than wine is your love,
And the scent of your perfumes
Than all spices!

- This is God telling you how beautiful your love and worship of Him is.

He loves the love that we have for Him.

God's desire is for me.

It's not about how to be intimate with God. Just be intimate with Him. (you're already in Him)

"I am my beloved and His desire is toward me" (Song of songs 7:10)

He who is extraoridnary is in you. That's why you are no longer ordinary.

Almost MJ

I'm been thinking why I like MJ's music videos. Why am I attracted to the music and dance although I'm adverse to the man now?

I think rawness is compelling isn't it? It's so there. It's well, so raw that there's no niceties about it. Almost daring one to accept it. Like some of L'arc-en-ciel's music. Passion, even in it's human form, taunts and is charismatic.

Well, here's a video se7en doing MJ.

Worship

Who is there like You Lord?

Worship...it's not just 'cos Jesus is Lord and He is mighty and good.

Worship is deeper than that. Worship is adoration.

Adoration so intense that we just fall before Him.

A love so compelling that we cannot help but desire Him.

Desire.

Desiring the Lord with every fibre of one's being?

At times, it resonates deeply within, especially in times of worship. And the intensity is like diving deep.

And I just know how good He is to me, how much He desires me and loves me.

We can't help ourselves but adore Him! Like falling in love. How can one control love?

My Lord and Saviour, my God and King.

Worship so intense that it's exhausting and yet so satisfying. There is something so intimate when God touches my heart. Sometimes, I feel His delight when I tell Him, "I love You."

Like how a Lover would delight to have His love reciprocrated.

Worship. It's beyond understanding. It's being filled to the brim, to overflowing, receiving in the Spirit something - His love and more! O, I don't know how to express it!

I'm just so thankful that the Lord wanted me. Went out to look for me. Without Him, I can't imagine how life would be. Without Him, I would have been without hope, living life, deluding myself with material goods, intellectual pursuits, an independent lifestyle - yet in all these, at the end of the day, is only emptiness and ashes.

One can delude oneself. But the night forces one to face stark reality, if one chooses to be really honest.

'Cos I've lived that life and it's so futile.

To live is Christ.

What is life otherwise?

The heart of it, the intoxication of life, the pleasures and true satisfaction is found in Christ alone. Nothing else matters. Nothing else but Jesus. Without God, I am lost, blinded, meandering about life with a passive sense of hopelessness and inevitability.

Having tasted His love, seen His passion, O Lord, I just want to go so much deeper into You!

Purity

Truth is so pure, it cuts straight through.

It cannot be denied - in fact, it takes effort to be denied.

Truth is so pure, it speaks straight to the heart. It is light itself. It is life!

It is spiritual. And the more 'spiritual' or rather, the more we come into a revelation of the purity of the truth, it is so practical.

Holiness is not airy fairy. It is real, it is weighty. It is glorious.

Truth is in Christ Jesus alone!

Far above, far above.

Standards so high that it is only by blood that we are able to come before God.

Washed as white as snow - purity.

Lord, it's only by Your grace
that I can worship in this place
O what a great privilege
to know You face to face

There is no one else like You
No one else as beautiful as You
No one else can compare to You
All I want is to worship You!

(by Joshua Lee, NCC)

it's only by Your grace...
worship..
great privilege..
to know (intimacy).. face to face...

no one like You...as beautiful.. can be compared..

I wonder if I'm able to appreciate the majesty, beauty, loveliness, purity, awesomeness of His grace, His magnificence, His loving kindness and mercy towards me.

How am I able to stand before His throne?

But to see Him is to love Him.

To fall before Him in worship and adoration!

Sacrifice

Lord I thank you for Your sacrifice
Yes Lord I thank you
You're the giver of my life and
Lord I praise You
I honour You

Lord I love You
You're my exceeding great reward
Lord I exalt You
I honour You


Worship is so awesome. And it always moves me when I think of Jesus who offered Himself as my sacrifice.

He became a sacrifice that I may have life! He is the GIVER of my life!

When we were singing this song today, I had a flashback of myself at home, lazing about, being bored with life, wonder wandering.. and I'm reminded, hey, I have a life to live! And this life was by His sacrifice!

There's something about meditating on Jesus being the sacrificial lamb 'cos when I look at Him on the cross, I see His love for me unto death. And His love always gives me the strength to do, to live FOR Him.

Otherwise, there's no meaning to life.

But with Him, is fullness of life!

Lord I praise You
You're the giver of my life
Yes Lord I praise You
You're the lover of my soul
Lord I praise You
I honour You

Lover of my soul.

It's not a touchy feely feeling. It goes deep, like laser into one's heart. Sometimes, I don't know why I cry. It's more than being moved. I guess it's like a hug. Not a physical hug. No, it's more than like a hug. It's like one's soul and spirit is enveloped in His being.

Sacrifice. How can I look on His bleeding body and His scourging and not remember that His heart's desire is for me. Truely, it is The Passion. This is what passion is.

Beauty of submission

Do not let your adornment be merely outward—arranging the hair, wearing gold, or putting on fine apparel— rather let it be the hidden person of the heart, with the incorruptible beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is very precious in the sight of God. For in this manner, in former times, the holy women who trusted in God also adorned themselves, being submissive to their own husbands, as Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord, whose daughters you are if you do good and are not afraid with any terror. 1 Peter 3:3-6

Abba is not asking us to keep quiet, 'woman should be seen and not heard' silly practice. :)

But look what it says, "a gentle and quiet spirit" I believe, this is referring to the state of the heart rather than an outward behaviour. The Word talks about it as being "the hidden person of the heart" For that is where one's true self lies.

Oftimes, people who are angry are people who are hurt. But instead of saying or admitting they are hurt, they become angry. It is not that they choose to be angry but their expression is anger, whereas it's true root is hurt.

There was once when I was angry and had to force myself to take a step back, step out mentally from the situation to detach my emotions and analyse them. And knowing it's root allows me to defuse my own anger rather quickly.

Complaining is also another symptom. I've realised it's saying, "I deserve better. You should... You ought to.. should have known. How could I? I'm already... I've did my part..." Basically, it's finger-pointing and it stems out of a very Me spirit.

The Word calls us to be longsuffering - which really, is impossible by human standards.

But to be able to see objectively (I think it's somewhat a gift from God - I think!) I'm appalled at my own behaviour when I move to observe as a third person.

Conversely, there is a beauty in submission. Because submission is not about being below/beneath someone, it is about choice.

The issue really is about giving honour.

And it's up to you, yet it's really not, to choose to give honour to your parents, your boss, your ministry leaders, your elder siblings, your clients, etc.. At times submission is not because of who the person is (i.e. respect) but his/her position. 'Cos if I only submit to a person I respect in the natural, then it's not submission is it? But I find that when I submit to the position, I find a 'supernatural' respect for that person in my heart that I would ordinarily find it hard to have if I go by the natural and judge by one's words and actions.

What do I mean?

For months last year, I struggled with this issue of submission to my boss at work and my parents at home. And I told the Lord that it's hypocritical if it's only outward and Lord, you change my heart! You write upon it! And for months there was no answer.

I tell you when the breakthrough came.. and you shall see the importance of words.

Remember The quarrel with my dad in my previous post "Humility"? I can tell you the exact moment (the trigger) when the floodgates threatened to burst. He was referring to a trekking trip that I did about 5-6 years back. It was when my dad said, "You were so treasured by us yet you insisted to go on that trekking trip. We thought, why should we care when you don't care about yourself? You were my lover's precious daughter and you decided to go even when we kept saying no."

I'm paraphrasing above, and it's a little toned-down. But what really moved me were the words in italics.

I guess I always saw my dad and mum as The Parents. I never heard him use such words before - especially you know, in a traditional chinese family. But the words that he used were passionate - with, love and hurt. And I do believe that somehow, the Lord allowed him to articulate the true feelings he had inside 'cos my dad never says such things. :)

You know the Proverbs 31 woman? She's like that because her husband praises her and that really helps in submission.

Giving honour to one's parents and one's boss at work is really a beautiful and joyful practise to me (and I'm still learning!) Because I knew from whence I came. I'm stubborn and hard-headed, rational and logical, educated and independent. And I liked the way I was. And I thought others should be taught to see the way I see - that there's a better way in doing things...

So to turn 180 degrees, that can only come from the Lord. And I am touched when I submit and give honour because I know this heart of mine, is not by my own doing or choice - yet it is my choice that I can willingly do so. It evolves more and more, from a conscious choice to a lifestyle and a flow. I am touched and moved because it's a reminder that the Lord is working in me, diligently and faithfully, transforming me through the power of His Word and His love.

Really, it's to sit at His feet and just receive and receive even though there may not be any results yet. I've been talking to Abba on this issue of submission for close to a year. And I've realised, only when I have received, will I be able to give to others.

It is not only to people who are in positions that 'require' submission. Submission is also to one another. To one's peers. Only then can we truely bear in love.

There's a beauty in submission which is both strong and wise, gracious and compassionate. It is like still waters that run deep, like a glorious sunrise of greater things to come.

Unlike the world which has 7 steps for better habits, 3 steps to lose weight etc... Enjoy Daddy's love and give honour to the people who matter.

As for the rest (of good success), I'm waiting with anticipation to see.

Humility

It's strange what humility means. What the Lord showed me...

Hmm.. okay, I'll relate a rather personal incident 'cos I think it may help.

About a week ago, I quarrelled with my dad. I seldom quarrel, preferring to sulk in silence or cry to Abba. But that time, I was just angry and I just wanted to get it out with him.

Anyway, there was a point in the quarrel where I felt I was going to cry. And I quickly prayed, "O Lord, let me not cry! Not now!" 'cos I didn't want to be seen as weak. And at that moment, there was a flashback of a memory of me as a child. I remembered my dad telling me (what most parents still tell their kids sometimes), "If you cry some more, I'll beat you."

Now, I've got to say that my dad loves me very much. More than I feel I deserve to be loved actually 'cos I realised now that I've hurt them a lot. And I know my parents are human and not perfect. Probably at that time when he said that, he was just trying to stop me from crying/ throwing a tantrum.

But those words really sank into me. I didn't realise how much. I didn't like to be seen as vulnerable. I kept my feelings (not the happy ones, but personal hurts) close to my heart. I refused to show weakness and submission before my parents in disagreements, preferring to retreat into stony silences and later on, indifference.

I've heard someone say before that the opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. And before this long-bottled outburst, we've just been burying our past hurts by silence and communicate through cutting words or facial expressions. It really hurt me but I wanted to remain strong and my defence was indifference.

So there I was, to my horror, on the verge of tears. Quick prayer to the Lord and I felt Abba reassure me, "Don't hold it in. Why are you afraid to be vulnerable?" And then I crumbled and cried in front of my dad.

One moment we were shouting at each other and the next moment I was sobbing. 'Cos on one hand I felt so hurt and sad and on the other hand, I realised that I've hurt my dad deeply too and I didn't even know. We had a most honest and open conversation we ever had in years.

And I felt that God, at that moment, in that quarrel (which was a bad thing in the natural) - the Lord reached out and into me and broke something within me. Something I didn't even know that I held on to and shaped my character. He broke my pride.

When the Lord does it, oh, I don't know how to say it. It like something hard like glass that I had unknowingly nurtured in my heart, shattered. And Jesus came and swept away all the little bits. It's been a week, and suddenly, it became so natural to talk to my parents without the 'usual' impatience. It became a joy to consciously call them many times a day, "Papa" and "Mummy" (even though I'm 27 years young! LOL). I even wanted to cultivate the habit of calling them on their handphone, when in the past I tried to avoid communication unless necessary. It's 'suddenly' lovely to try to look out for things that I could do for them - even the little things which I used to purposely overlook. Like giving up the living room TV so they can watch football instead of saying, "you can also watch it upstairs"; answering their questions in detail and sharing my life with them instead of answering, "I'm going out with friends" (period)

I think humility is when the Lord makes one's heart soft. Soft to give generously love and compassion, to lend a listening ear, to give a cheerful smile; soft to be willing to overlook slights and ability to truely empathize. Soft to people who matter. Soft in the sense of being willing to be open and vulnerable. Soft so that one's heart is fertile to plant those seeds of love. Open enough to cry without shame, to love without fear, to hurt and still love willingly, joyfully.

There's so much I have to learn. So much time that I have to make up for - for my callous actions to my parents in the past. I'm so grateful that it is the Lord who teaches me, lovingly. So wonderful that just one touch from God, things just change.

Both my parents and myself are learning. I can see God moving in my family life. It is not so much that my parents have to change then I'll change. Love - a revelation of that love of God shed abroad in my heart really changes perspective. Love loves regardless and unconditionally. Do I still get affected? Of course I do sometimes. But it's wonderful how He writes on my heart. Where once I used to get irritated and short with them, now I just smile and 'sigh' in my heart, look up to heaven (within me of course and not with my physical eyes) and mutter, "Lord, patience!" And He gives! And it becomes easy to bear in love. It even becomes cheerful - like rejoicing in 'tribulation'.

Doesn't make sense does it? Only with the Lord! Only by His grace! Only when He is the one writing on this heart of flesh!

PK 2 Camp!

God is AWESOME!

What can I say? I so enjoyed myself - the kids, the worship (especially!) and the message!

There was one time during worship and Abba's love was just pouring down and behind me was a boy who had low IQ singing loudly and passionately, and in a world that could so easily rejected one such as he, at that moment, hearing his voice just worshipping God, just opened a floodgate within me. I felt the Lord loving him so so much and delighted in his off-key singing because the boy is His boy.

How wonderful is the Lord who is able to love the unlovables, see beyond the physical and embrace the beauty and purity within! What a privilege to be shown by the Lord - to be able to see the way that He sees! Unblemished, beautiful and a delight to His soul!

The children! What energy! I've learnt from the kids that leadership is not just being the loudest. It is about being steadfast and dependable. I've learnt to let go and not tell the kids what to do all the time - that they have to experience it for themselves to learn. Yet I make sure I am always around to ensure their safety - making sure they cross the road properly, that they don't get lost, trying to include everyone in the activities; yet loving enough to stand aside and allow them to make their own decisions, allowing them to make small mistakes; praying that I'll be wise enough to minister to them His shalom and love.

It's so enjoyable! I felt like a kid again!

And to be placed in a position where Abba speaks to me personally, "See how much I love them? They're gems to me," and then to be a conduit of that love. If only we knew how much we are loved!

I wanna go next year!

Softly now

Listening to some worship songs on my way home.

Was in a Christian bookstore today, and they had a small section for merchandise. And the name Jesus in nice calligraphic writing.

So beautiful to look upon His name, that I couldn't help tracing His name with my finger.

Recalling that snippet of a memory while listening to the lines "Jesus, You alone are holy; You alone are worthy, Jesus, the name above all names.."

Then I started singing, Jesus.

Saying His name, Jesus.

Softly now, repeatedly, savouring the sound, the way my lips pronounce His name. Slowly whispering to myself.

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.

Yeshua, Yeshua, Yeshua.

My Lord and King.

What a lovely, beautiful name...

How it calms me.

Your name is on my lips
Your love I can't resist
got to be with You wherever You are
I want You memorised
so when I close my eyes
All I've got to do
is keep loving You
by heart

I want to keep on loving You Lord. Keep on being madly, passionately, contentedly, overwhelmingly in love with You. Romance me, pursue me, help me, save me, assure me, affirm me, comfort me, teach me, lead me, be my Saviour, my God, my King, my friend, my Lord!

So loved! I can't contain it!
So much I've got to give it away!
Your love has taught me to live now
You are more than enough for me! (lyrics deliberately changed :))

Jesus! You are my destiny!

I wanted to start this blog post softly in worship but it ended up in praise! LOL

To keep Your lovely face
Ever before my eyes
This is my prayer
Make it my one desire!

That in my secret heart
No other love competes
No rival throne survives
and I serve only You.

Fake it till you make it

I realised for the past few months, I having being 'faking' it enough. I know lots of stuff in my head, feel it even in my heart but haven't been "working out my salvation". Yup, not imitating enough, not 'faking' it enough but being self-conscious.

Browsing old stuff in my computer and came across this article. It's not written by me but this guy called Pete. Reading through, it was a timely reminder! Enjoy!

So here is my solution: I will fake it, till I make it. I will pretend to be what I ought it be. I'll use my child-like faith, and imagine myself to be as my example Jesus. I'll play that I'm as He is. Devoted to the Father. Full of the Spirit. Full of compassion and love. Bold in asking. Expectant in receiving. Joyfull in life, and live with great confidence. Master of all situations, overcoming all obstacles. Able for any task, and power for helping all who come to me. Some one has said; "if you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bull". So this is my stand. And you know what? In this I'm closer to the truth of the freedom of the gospel of God. As Paul said; "be imitators of me, as I imitate Christ."

Is this folly? No, by faith. Calling forth those things which do not appear, as though they do. God is pleased. And Jesus is exalted. And the work that my Father has for me will be done. You see; "it's Christ in you, the hope of glory". And as I walkthe Holy Spirit will teach me and instruct me in the things I need to hear. And show me things I need to see. And give me wisdom and understanding of those things I need to know

My purpose in life

I was made to praise You
I was made to glorify Your name
In every circumstance
To find a chance to thank You
I was made to love You
I was made to worship at Your feet
And to obey You, Lord
I was made for You

I was made to praise You
I was made to glorify Your name
In every circumstance
I'll find a chance to thank You
I will always love You
I will always worship at Your feet
And I'll obey You, Lord
I was made for You

Song by Chris Christensen.


Some people think that God is a hot shot who wants all the glory for Himself. When I was a non-believer I used to think, "Wah, Jesus so great meh? Don't believe go to hell? Threaten me huh?" LOL

Nothing can be further from the truth.

Why do we worship and give glory to Him? Because we are so 'touched' that He sent His son to die for us? Believe me, the intellectual that I was thought that that made excellent religious propoganda.

But it goes beyond touchy feely feelings. There is nothing like worship. Nothing like getting a touch from God. Yes, the cross is a demonstration of God's love, unto death - but there's something about pure truth that cuts beyond the knowing of a 'fact' within the mind but instead is capable of a silent explosion - a revelation within the heart.

There is no way one can mentally figure that out. Believe me, I tried. Unless one asks the Lord of course :)

But really, worshipping Him centers me. Something about coming before His presence, washes me and refreshes me. That vacuum inside is filled. If God is not real, no amount of religious propoganda is able to deceive the cynical human spirit for long.

Even the glory that we are 'able' to give is a reflected glory of His goodness and faithfulness in our lives. What honour for us, what grace He has crowned us with!

Nothing, nothing matters but Christ alone!

I'm not going

I'm not going to let him go,
darling wait and see
but from now until then,
till I'll see you again,
I'll be loving you
Love Me

Abba, my eyes on you. I'll rest in You. I commit it to You. You are my God. You are for me. You have wiped them all away. I lie in Your embrace and reassurance. You love me.

Mortality

Beauty, Jack, Hospital, Time, Life.

In the past two days, the above has been reminding me of mortality.

I've just been reminded that time is a precious commodity. A fact that youth does not seem to be aware of.

I am young and I was unawares, was in the dark but did not know. Like how ice melts is how time slips away and then evaporate into nothingness. Of perhaps memories to live in someone's heart and then perhaps forgotten or recalled with a tinge of nostalgia.

How transient it is. Yet how slowly it seems to creep by as we're living out moments. And how fast it seems to speed when we're living out in years. There's too much time to savour. At the same time, so intangible that it vanishes when one is not looking.

Are we actors passing through a play of life? Would we live a life of meaning? A spark that flashes briefly, violently in the dark and be forgotten by time as great men are wrought to do?

For what IS life? But life to Christ alone? Who cares? But Jesus alone? The Son of God who lived and died for me. He who is beyond time and eternality.

I once asked Jesus. When we are perfected in our new bodies, no sickness, sound mind, no fear and living life to the fullest in heaven, would not everyone be the same? I mean, sure, we'll be having a great time.

Call it vanity but giving glory to God would make sense only when there's comparison wouldn't it? What would be the fun of it in heaven then when we are all equal? But surely, all glory would go to the Lord when the world sees how unfairly good He is to me.

But Lord, I don't know how to live that kind of life. Even the life that you've died to give me. It seems like I just know how to write about it. I just blog about so many things but it's not deep enough. Not deep enough in the sense that I do not seem to be living it.

Wait on the LORD;
Be of good courage,
And He shall strengthen your heart;
Wait, I say, on the LORD!

Psalm 27:14

How do I "be of good courage" Abba when I back out of challenges? How will you "strengthen" my heart if I can't be of good courage in the first place? So Lord, what's left Lord?

Wait.

Wait on the Lord.

Yea, will I remember Psalm 18

For who is God, except the LORD?
And who is a rock, except our God?
It is God who arms me with strength,
And makes my way perfect.
He makes my feet like the feet of deer,
And sets me on my high places.
He teaches my hands to make war,
So that my arms can bend a bow of bronze.

You have also given me the shield of Your salvation;
Your right hand has held me up,
Your gentleness has made me great.
You enlarged my path under me,
So my feet did not slip.

Settling (BGR issue)

This issue of settling was raised in a question of BGR and finding a 'nice person and then falling in love later and not waiting and waiting for the 'perfect' one.

Since 'tis my blog, I'm free to be frank here, thank God! I can't express myself tactfully and as honestly as possible in the other venue.

But by heaven, that's a cop-out!

Yup, it seems to suggest "since I have not seen it, I probably am not meant to have it so it does not exist. So I'll make do with what I get and hope for the best."

No, no, no. It is not waiting for the *perfect* man who is tall, dark and handsome, wealthy, ambitious, can sing, can dance, can cook and wait, can do hand-stands too! Nope. It is living with reality with biblical hope. Perfection is loving an imperfect someone passionately by the grace of God. It is possible only through Christ. That is the "perfect" man for me.

Perfection is when God and I agree - this is the one - despite the fact that he may pick his nose or fart. It is not romance for romance's sake. It is knowing and continuously discovering this wonderful creation, this born-again glorious spirit that my Father who loves me so much has given me for a life partner.

A "perfect" man is so not a knight on a white horse.

But yes, it's about waiting, not hunting.

It is about enjoying the Lord, enjoying the process till the fulfilment of His promise for me. And His faithfulness is NOT measured by the biological years I live out here on this earth.

It's NOT about getting a nice person and hoping to 'fall in love' later. (although that's possible by His grace. But not wise.)

It does mean to OPEN one's eyes wide whilst choosing. It's wisdom + chemistry.

But once I'm married, well, there's no second thoughts about whether he is really the one meant for me or is there a better one 'out there'. After marriage, the focus is not in changing the man or whatever. The focus is on me being the One for him.

Love is loving the person as he already is and not changing him. No one can ever change another. True transformation comes only through Christ. If God can't touch/change him, do you think I can? Of course not! It's deadly to marry a person hoping he can change.

But after marriage, it's different. It's does not mean that one should put up with an abusive husband - it's not about that. But marriage - well, marriage is awesome NOT because it's about being with someone and having companionship and love although that's great of course - marriage, ah.. how do I say this?

Marriage is the opportunity to understand how much we are loved by Jesus. Husbands are given the unique position to stand in Christ's shoes and understand how much He loves His bride.

Serving in the nursery, He has ministered to me a fresh understanding of the Father's love because I was placed in a position to mother the toddlers.

Relationships - be it inter-personal, government, work - are all earthly analogies that God has given to us. And our Father is so practical. It's not just reading the text alone but through our the daily routine walk of life, He ministers to us, teaching us, feeding us in the spirit.

(an aside: after I became a Christian, my heart became so soft and pliable. Like I would tear up at the smallest thing. Yet at the same time, I realised that I am not compassionate for compassion sake. In other words, I am not a 'nice' person. I am quite firm actually.)

Don't misunderstand me, I don't want to take marriage as a bible lesson! Far be it! But knowing what marriage means, I don't want to settle. Marry for the sake of marrying. Marry to fulfil needs that only Christ can fulfil.

There're many reasons that people date. They want companionship, they want sex (or what they think sex can bring them), they are lonely, they think they are getting old, people expect them to. You see, it's a "me, me, me" attitude.

Now love is giving isn't it?

Love is always about the other person.

I shared this in another post .here months back but I'll summarise.

There was one time I had a crush (it's over now). And I was 'agonising' over it and speaking to Daddy about it. What to do? Why do I feel this way? What does he feel? Is he seeing someone? Is he attracted to someone else? Then, what do I do?

And anyways, it was a wonderful period in which Abba taught me what love is.

"I think I love the person? Do I? Do I not? Is what I'm feeling real?"

Am I in love with love? 'Cos if I really loved the person, then all those questions didn't matter. Because at the end of the day, if I really loved the person then I'll be happy if he's happy. That's the only criteria. And if he really fell in love with someone else, well, I'll be happy for him. If not, then it tells me that I love my feelings more than I do him.

So, did I love my 'crushee'?

I can honestly say I did. But the love has since become a brotherly love. But surely it was the Lord that sanctified my feelings for him. God is love. All love (in it's different forms) is shed abroad in my heart by the Holy Spirit

More

I got my paycheck a few days ago and it was much more than I expected! Business being slow lately (my own fault) I wasn't expecting much. In fact, I didn't budget for the Oasis camp that was coming up and had more or less decided not to go.

So I prayed to God as a matter of formality. Something which goes, "If you want me to go, You provide hor..." and imagined someone coming up to me to give me $450 like what actually happened to my friend.

Then this extra bonus paycheck! Well, praise God! So erm, should I go or should I use the extra money to pay my other bills and save it up? Is this the answer (about going to the camp) that I'm waiting for?

Now, I feel obligated to go. I'm sorry Dad. I don't feel like going. The last Oasis camp, though refreshing, well, there wasn't enough sermons going on. Man, I want to go deep into the Word and not go there to socialise. Which is what I think the Oasis ministry wants to promote - fellowship. Although Pastor had said time and again, it's not for anyone to 'catch fish' Anyway, I shouldn't NOT go just because of other people's wrong attitude.

Like Gideon (negative example), I've asked Abba for another sign to see whether it's from Him... although in my heart of hearts I feel He wants me to go even though I don't. So how? Ah.. I feel the love coming on! It's easy to be obedient when one knows one is love regardless of one's decision.

But this is not the main topic of my post...

When I started work, I had this other colleague who started in my company just 4 months before me. One could say that we're from the same 'generation'. It's easy for one just starting out to quote Matthew 6 - not worry what to eat or wear (I'm single so I have no obligations and responsibilities!).. these things that the gentiles seek but seek ye first the kingdom of God.. all these things that they seek will be added to you!

And it's easy to quote it happily but without depth! It's easy to quote it when one just started work and the future is rosy with idealistic dreams. It's different when one sees other peers prospering.

A week ago, I heard that my colleague, my shi1 ge1, bought himself a beemer (BMW)! We're the same batch and he bought himself a beemer! And I look about me and I asked myself, where did all my time go? When did my colleague, who lives in Jurong, took the MRT, now can drive a beemer and manage a team? What about me??!

It disturbed me.

Anyways, I put it out of my mind, until I received my paycheck with the extra bonus. In answer, I believe, to my prayer about going to camp. And as I was giving my Hallelujahs! I felt the Lord prompt me, with the infamous background of the incident of the beemer above and gently said, "O ye of little faith.."

I was SO contented with a LITTLE. I didn't expect or hope for more! Yes, I know that all blessings come from the Lord but Abba was reminding me, "Why are you satisfied with so little when I can give you so much?"

It dampened my Hallelujahs 'cos it's so true. I was satisfied in just having enough to have a good life, living for the NOW. I am very well paid for one who does not work much. But I have bills to pay, loans to repay and looking back at the last two years, felt that I was so short-sighted. Thought that being a good christian is just to be contented with what one has - I mean, that attitude is okay. But I never thought to REALLY ask God for a Peugot, an apartment, a REAL BIG holiday (not short trips) 'cos well, I'm "contented."

But contentment WITHOUT godliness is NOT great gain. It's mediocrity.

What is contentment WITH godliness?

To be honest, Pastor taught on this before but I forgot the message (anyone can tell me?) But I do believe it has something to do with righteousness-consciousness.

Yes, we do not chase after things but after the Lord.

But neither does God want me to take the leftover blessings. He wants the best for me! And surely that is NOT His best!

I'm still learning about this ministry of the marketplace.

Is there such a thing as a godly greed? Greed, not for things, not for chasing after things but WANTING more of the blessings of God. Being overwhelmed with gratefulness at His goodness on the one hand yet resting for MORE so that the cross of Christ would not be in vain.

How can a non-believer be more blessed than a child of God whose Dad owns the cattle on a thousand hills? Whose Dad made all the jewels, safire and gems of this world? Who created streets made (not paved) with solid gold?

"O ye of little faith..."

There's so much that I don't understand.

But there's an urgency there, to redeem the times. For the life that we live is a testimony that He lives. But what do the gentiles understand? It is not the spiritual blessings but the material blessings that appeal to them; the material blessings that speak of the testimony that He lives! So how can I be less blessed? How can I be satisfied with so little? I'm the one who's limiting God!

Faith is the substance of things hoped for. The evidence of things not seen.

If I hope for little, my faith, being the substance of things hoped for will also be little. O, that the God of Israel should be so limited by my puny faith! What frustration!

Yes, we do not live by bread alone but by every word that proceeds from the living God! Am I saying then that every word of God is transient? More insubstantial than tangible bread?

No! But it was the unseen that created the seen world! That every word of God, because it's living - should be more precious and substantial than gold or silver, more tangible than any tangibly sensory-perceived thing in this world!

Rest. But push in more! Don't be mediocre and contented with the little for it is pride! Did Christ go through His sufferings and died to just give me that? But no! He has unleashed the doors of heaven! And pourED out abundance! O Sally! Why are ye so slow to receive?!

Christian men: boyfriend material

Another crazy LOL entry from uncle muthu here :D

My Boyfriend's back!

Wonder what song I will sing at Jesus' second coming? :) Though of course, technically, it's not quite correct 'cos I'll be raptured first, then tribulation, THEN second coming (so I don't have to sing it)

But actually, we should be singing this song now. It 'started' at the moment of the resurrection 'cos He's no longer far away but with us.

Anyway, this song's just for laughs but I love the spirit of it! Hey, it reminds me not to take myself too seriously.. LOL I'll try to load the song as well.. You may have heard this song before. It was a big hit way back.


(Spoken:)
He went away
And you hung around and bothered me every night
And, when I wouldn't go out with you
You said things that weren't very nice

My boyfriend's back, and you're gonna be in trouble
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
When you see him comin', better cut on the double
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
You've been spreadin' lies that I was untrue
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
So look out now, 'cause he's comin' after you
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)

Hey, he knows that you've been tryin'
And he knows that you've been lyin'

He's been gone for such a long time
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
Now, he's back, and things will be fine
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
You're gonna be sorry you were ever born
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
'Cause he's kind of big and he's awful strong
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)

Hey, he knows I wasn't cheatin'
Now, you're gonna get a beatin'
What made you think he'd believe all your lies?
You're a big man now, but he'll cut you down to size
Wait and see!

My boyfriend's back; he's gonna save my reputation
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
If I were you, I'd take a permanent vacation
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)

Hey, I can see him comin'
Now, you better start a-runnin'

Wait and see!

My boyfriend's back; he's gonna save my reputation
La, hey la, my boyfriend's back
La, hey la, my boyfriend's back


Artist: Angels
Song: My Boyfriend's Back

Get me some soul

Oh yeah...God can groove with the best of them. ;) That's what music is!

Love the song Amazing Grace! It's an incredibly moving song. And as such there has been many 'serious' renditions of it. I love the laid-back charm of this version. :)

Ode to joy!

http://www.hymnsite.com/lyrics/umh089.sht

This link gives an small idea of how the music sounds like. But let me tell you, it's more ALIVE! than that!

Hear it as the first movement of Beethoven's Symphony no. 9 and imagine chorus and chorus of angels and worshippers alike singing in the heavens....



Joyful, joyful, we adore thee!
God of glory, Lord of love!
Hearts unfold like flowers before thee,
opening to the sun above.

Melt the clouds of sin and sadness;
drive the dark of doubt away.
Giver of immortal gladness,
fill us with the light of day!

All thy works with joy surround thee,
earth and heaven reflect thy rays,
stars and angels sing around thee,
center of unbroken praise!

Field and forest, vale and mountain,
flowery meadow, flashing sea,
chanting bird and flowing fountain,
call us to rejoice in thee!

Thou art giving and forgiving,
ever blessing, ever blest!
Well-spring of the joy of living,
ocean depth of happy rest!

Thou our Father, Christ our brother,
all who live in love are thine!
Teach us how to love each other,
lift us to the joy divine!

Mortals, join the mighty chorus
which the morning stars began;
Love divine is reigning o'er us,
binding all within its span!

Ever singing, march we onward,
victors in the midst of strife!
Joyful music leads us sunward,
in the triumph song of life!

A touch

So sad.. but sometimes, one must create a habit to talking to God.

Sometimes I use the blog to write to the Lord. Despite not feeling like it, especially in times when I'm down or feel that I have fallen short. These are the times when I MOST need to have that refreshing touch from Him.

At times, I'm unable to sit still. So typing certain things are therepeutic to me.

It's been some time since I've had secular conversations or discussed 'religious' topics from a secular perspective. Usually, I steer clear of that because I'm selfish. It's not edifying; it doesn't help me. I get no satisfaction.

But I feel that the Lord wants me to continue speaking to this particular brother although we don't seem to be making headway. And it's NOT about the arguments proposed really. Well, whatever you say Lord.

Keep my heart still. Bring me to rest beside the still meadows. That I may lie against Your bosom and enjoy Your love.

The need to feel beautiful

Ah.. today I went to the well and it was REFRESHING!

I haven't been in church for one and a half weeks and it was not a happy time. In the sense that I was not satisfied in my soul. Truely, the washing of the Word, the hearing of faith - so important!

I've forgotten how it's like to feel beautiful 'cos I was so bogged down by my actions. I kept evaluating myself by my achievements and not focusing on my acceptance before the Lord.

And knowing that, I even became more 'concerned'. What a negative cycle!

Call it vanity. Basically, I didn't feel pretty. Well, it's more than just the physical you see. I needed to feel BEAUTIFUL. I kept wondering in my head whether I've lost that 'glow'.

Today, was like a washing of my soul. It wasn't earth-shaking emotional or anything like that. It was like, *sigh* so wonderful to be home Lord. Just forgetting everything else to enjoy You.

Recently, I've been diving into the Old Testament because I was in discussion with a brother. But I realised that I've been drawing and studying the Word to share with someone. But I have yet to feed myself! No, no, no... I must be satisfied first. I must be edified first. It's not about just sharing the Word. It's not my job to satisfy my intellect nor am I to indulge it.

But what is the Word? The Word is life! I am to EAT EAT EAT as in Makan it! To savour it! To inhale the aroma of Christ! To look upon His loveliness for myself! To admire the perfection of His work for myself! To spend time in the Word, not for discussion's sake, but to simply ENJOY my Yeshua!

Ahhh.. how I miss that!

Like a little child, Pastor reminded us tonight.

I remembered how eager I was, how delightful I am in His sight, how much He adored me, how beautiful and lovely I am to Him - like a little child coming to Daddy. Full trust, full assurance - KNOWING who He is! How quick I was to forget!

How He embraces me! Waits for me patiently! How much He has prepared for me to grow into Him. Laid out His spirit of wisdom within me - like a latent dynamo! What a mystery! Christ in me, the hope of glory!

I guess every question a little girl would ask; a lady would secretly wonder - am I beautiful enough? Is it enough?

Well, I just recall Lord. Looking at You, enjoying You, I am transformed. Not even by my determination to sit at Your feet Lord; but simply to be silent and see the cross. To talk to You as I would my best friend.

Have I neglected You lately Lord? Wasn't it a little rude of me? But You do know I have You in the back of my mind? You're just so THERE for me. I love You.... seemed like a long time since I said that. Shall I whisper it again? Does it warm Your heart? It sure does mine when You say it. :) So I'll say it again and again..

Ah.. Jesus.. Jesus.. the sweetest name of all!



Who is like a wise man?And who knows the interpretation of a thing? A man’s wisdom makes his face shine, And the sternness of his face is changed. (Ecclesiastes 8:1)

Splendour of Your name!

Ooh.. I love this hymn! We sung this for worship today! It builds up and then the chorus just overflows with His majesty as we just sing in awe, wonder and love!


You have won the victor's crown
You have triumphed over sin and death
Your name is lifted high
And rings through all the earth

Every demon spirit of hell
Trembles when Your mighty name is heard
And we Your church
Enforce Your victory in the world

O the glory of Your name
The splendor of Your name
None can compare with the power of that name

You are Jesus!
You are Lord!
You are God!


Anyone has this MP3? Let me know! :)

Texts

Lord, I'm involve in a debate(?) regarding the OT. You take over Abba. Kinda excited 'cos I never really did a study in the OT before. Looking forward to you revealing the treasures and fragrance of Jesus. :)

The OT is like an intricate maze. Quite different from the liberating wide green meadows of the NT. The NT is like a transformation, breaking free from shadowed shackles so to speak, tearing the veil with joyous abandon and stepping into the awesome light of the truth. Reading the OT makes me appreciate more of the wondrous light revealed in the NT. And allows me to see what it means to actually *see*. Praise God!

Comfort

Lord, at times I don't feel like talking to You because I feel that I'm not worthy enough. And it seems to get harder the longer I'm a Christian.

I know all about righteousness-consciousness etc.. And I would think that being so well taught, I would know better. But I can't help the way I feel, I can't seem to control my actions.

Then I would feel that I'm just wasting Your sacrifice, Lord. Just throwing Your blessings away. And well, when the things I expect don't happen, I tell myself I deserved it because I can't even be faithful with a little.

And although I know that You love me regardless and I'm so glad about that, it doesn't help me in the here and now Abba. But it's because You love me regardless that I am here before You.

How many times have I come before You Lord? With the same old problem. Like someone said, 'You not paiseh, I also paiseh.' Abba, it's so frustrating. The way that I am now, I feel like I should give up like Moses and wander about in the desert. But that's not what You want right? That's not what I want either! The times are getting shorter.

So how? How?

You said that man do not live by bread alone but by Your every Word. Now, I feel like I'm using scripture to justify myself. Abba! Time is rushing by and although I'm physically still, my mind is mental!

Abba, I feel like I want to break out in outright rebellion! I want to scream, shout, yell! But it's too tiring. Perhaps it's what's happening inside me. Then I want to curl into You Lord and find my rest. Find the rest that You can give me from myself. To run away from myself and elope with You.

Yet day by day, I find it elusive; lacking the courage to step out! Launch into the deep! I find myself cringing, turning away, cowardly, delusional - and I hate those thoughts. They seep into my mind when I'm least aware. They come when I turn from Your light.

Pleasures forevermore. O, to be able to keep Your lovely face, forever, before my eyes. I love those times when no one else matters. I love those times when I can just come into Your presence. Why am I always not as conscious as those times Lord?

Lord, where is my wisdom? What is Your wisdom Lord? Shall I find intellectual pleasures in Your Word only? That tickles the mind but starves the spirit? Abba, I miss the food; I miss the feeding - it sometimes seem I can't get close enough and I'm angry with myself for not being satisfied. Frustrated in not doing enough and giving up; disappointed with the fear that stops me from even trying.

Lord, why do You bother to be faithful to me? To stay beside me and be my strength? Aren't you tired of always helping me up when I fall? Furthermore, the same mistake. Why do You not leave? Why do You stay instead and suffer my whinings, my weakness, my failures? Why do You always make me cry in gratitude?

Father, what shall I say? Where do I turn to? Not to the scriptures, not to people, only to You Lord. In You I find my rest; in You I find my strength; in You I find approval and acceptance. Abba, keep my eyes on You. Into Your hands, I commit my spirit, all that I am to You. You love me more than I love myself, more than anyone can or is able to love me. Keep me Lord, from myself. Live in me Lord Jesus. Come!

Lord, no one can take the cross from my heart 'cos You are the One who placed it there. You are the One who holds me close. You are the One who holds me, period. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil. Your rod and staff, they comfort me.

Video

This is one of my favourite worship songs.

I heard the audio recording of this version before and couldn't relate to it because it is sung in a different style than what I'm used to. Got this video off a sister's blog. And I realised that I'm more touched watching than listening to this version of the song. Watching and meditating on the lyrics brings me back to the heart of the Lord...

Can't take my eyes off you

Kinda like this song. It starts off smoky and darkly dreamy. But I like the liberation of the chorus.


Can't Take My Eyes Off You Lyrics
by Frankie Valli

You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
You'd be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.

Pardon the way that I stare.
There's nothing else to compare.
The sight of you leaves me weak.
There are no words left to speak,
But if you feel like I feel,
Please let me know that it's real.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.

I love you, baby,
And if it's quite alright,
I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay
And let me love you, baby.
Let me love you.

You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
You'd be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.

I love you, baby,
And if it's quite alright,
I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay..

short comment

Sometimes I get defensive.

Like today, which happens to be Vesak Day. And on the front page of life, they were running an article about more young intellectuals turning to buddhism because they were encouraged to question. In front was the huge caption "No blind faith."

Immediately, counter-arguments ran in my mind. I had felt that all the advantages that they pointed out was an indictment against Christianity.

Perturbed.

Almost right after that, I asked myself, "They didn't say anything about Christianity. You're reading into things." Hmm.. and I realised how negatively geared I was (i.e. defensive)

Silence.

I was still this thing about the "blind faith" label.

Then the Lord spoke to me on the inside. I knew it was Him as opposed to my thoughts above, because when He speaks He's very calm one. (So cool... but anyways...)

He asked, "Is Christianity blind faith?"

I said, "No, not at all."

"Then why do you care what others think?"

Selah. My heart settled.

Mood today? (12 May 2006)

It's early early on Fri morning! 3.44 am! Dare I say, an ungodly hour! tsk tsk

And the reason is 'cos I've been having a nightlife! Just for today!

Made me realised how blessed I am! Went to Pauliner's to chill. But erm, couldn't really chill. Walked through Balaclava - and at first I wondered how anyone can enjoy oneself being in such a crowded loud place, then realised, lost sheep. Felt sad and a little sorry for them. The nicest part of the evening was when we sat the hotel lobby cafe of Westin Stamford, and just drank coffee and talked late into the morning.

Returning, albeit briefly to the things of the world, just reminded me to be thankful of His presence.

And to be refreshed again. How He enables my heart to rest. Truely, He leads me beside the still waters...


Mood today? Feeling like a caffeinated teenager, giddy in love! :)


Top Of The World by The Carpenters


Such a feelin's comin' over me
There is wonder in most everything I see
Not a cloud in the sky
Got the sun in my eyes
And I won't be surprised if it's a dream

Everything I want the world to be
Is now coming true especially for me
And the reason is clear
It's because You are here
You're the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen

I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation
And the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I've found ever since You've been around
Your love's put me at the top of the world

Something in the wind has learned my name
And it's tellin' me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me

There is only one wish on my mind
When this day is through I hope that I will find
That tomorrow will be just the same for You and me
All I need will be mine if You are here

Live

The Steven Curtis Chapman concert yesterday was totally awesome!

Even though Sandie and I were sitting quite far back, it simply didn't matter when God is in the House. It rocked man! And it was so lovely listening to the inspirations behind the songs. It was moving... like moving back to the heart of worship. When it's all about You. It's all about You, Jesus.

Oh, how blessed we are above all peoples!

To live is Christ, to die is gain

After the concert, I wanted to write a post called "my heart"

Then I realised, there's a song that expressed exactly how I feel.

I give You my heart (Hillsong)

This is my desire
To honour You
Lord, with all my heart
I worship You
All I have within me
I give You praise
All that I adore
Is in You

Lord, I give You my heart
I give You my soul
I live for You alone
Every breath that I take
Every moment I'm awake
Lord, have Your way in me

Writing!

Ahh.. new hobbies.. I've got a long list of things I want to do. This is one of them. Always loved writing and after years of drought, and a year's of blogging, I thought I should start on a story proper.

I'm writing for an RPG for www.chfladiesrpg.blogspot.com. That is a collaborative effort. I find it hard to concentrate on that as a writer. It works along the lines of a story circle so one doesn't have much control over the character. This is because the character's history or future that one already has in mind are subject to change. Currently, there are 3 of us (Mok, Centuar and myself) writing the stories. I signed off using my christian name Elisha.

There's another main baby project that I've recently birthed for myself. I've started another blog called www.visiblefacets.blogspot.com for a story. Initially, I wanted to start another accompanying blog to write down my ideas for that story. If you would see from my profile, I've already have 5 blogs and that would make it 6. I feel it's way too many and I'll be spreading my resources too thinly. Instead, I've decided to put my thoughts here on my main blog.

To differentiate it from my diary entries, I have decided to put the title in italics whenever it pertains to my writing.

I have only a rough idea of the story. If you read my blog entries here, you will be able to discern the direction of the plot. If you want to keep the suspence, please don't read the entries here. :)

The story is contemporary and centers around a group of friends and their families. It's like Seinfield but more dramatic and without that much comedy. It does not read like a 'proper' novel. Instead of the reader being taken on a journey of events, this story is meant to be more introspective. It's a journey exploring the terrain of the human psyche.

What I'm trying to do in the writing, as far as possible, is not to say what the characters are feeling or thinking and invite the readers to draw the conclusions themselves. Or if I do say, it's meant to surface thoughts. Sometimes, you will find that the characters themselves do not know what they want or how they feel.

Writing is a rather personal thing - especially when it centers on character development. It's walking a fine line between exploring and fleshing out the richness of a particular personality and indulgence. Self-indulgent writing is rather tedious. But this is my first serious attempt after many years (and my previous attempts were nauseously fluffy) so be forgiving...

But as I was saying, writing is personal. Writing is like putting a piece of soul into your creation. The characters in this story (the working title is "Facets") are meant to be fictional. It's not semi-autobiographical (so don't go around guessing :D). However, certain scenes did happen. I guess that's not uncommon when writing. One draws out from one's imagination and season it with life experience forn an authentic flavour.

However, I am aware that too much introspection is tiring and gets stale after a while. While this story is not autobiographical, I have gone through some of the emotions that the characters are going through. It is almost like opening a door to the past for me because I am drawing more from memories a few years old rather than the present.

I believe the emotions still resonate with a lot of people. For me, it make me realise that Christ indeed is my all in all. For the writing to be meaningful to me, I cannot always look towards myself - I'll get bored. But what I have done, is to have pictures of Christ and aspects of the gospel hidden within "Facets". Sometimes, people don't realise how real Christ is, even or especially in the mundane, routine, everyday things of life.

Well, "Facets" is a personal journey. It is not meant to be angsty or dramatic - I'll see where the characters take us. It's whether there is life in ordinary blandness.

Thank You

Thank you for Your mercy
Thank you for Your grace
Thank you for Your blood
that has made a way

To come into Your presence
and glorify Your name
Lord I stand amazed at what I see

Great is Your mercy towards me
Your lovingkindness towards me
Your tender mercies I see
day after day

Forever faithful to me
Always providing for me
Great is Your mercy towards me
Great is Your grace


I'm not sure who wrote this song, but it gives me lovely goosebumps :) Just sing it to Jesus - don't care about the rest of the people in the auditorium. For this song Lord, it's just You and me...

Lost and found

Sometimes, we don't know how much something really means till we lost it.

About 2 days ago, I lost my wedding ring. I used to take it off quite casually and often at times when I don't want to 'feel' married.

But when I lost it, I've felt like I've lost a precious symbol - though it's only a symbol that forms part of my identity, it was very tangible to me. It doesn't change my relationship but losing a tangible reminder made me realise how much I actually appreciated Him.

Sometimes, I'm so much in my comfort zone; being so secure in His love that I take it for granted. But when I lost my ring - what I was sad about had nothing to do with the ring and everything to do with what it symbolises.

I've found it since and it's like returning to my first love, refreshed. :)

The Rose and the Lily (intro)

I came across this article written by Charles Spurgeon - written with much exuberance and love. It's titled "The Best of the Best", but after reading it, I have personally titled it, "The Rose and the Lily" It's quite long (if you have the patience! :D) but I've put it into 4 parts for your reading pleasure. I have highlighted the phrases and sentences that particularly speaks to me.

Also, I love the writing style. People nowadays don't write like this any more - with a leisurely broad generous style! :)

So here it is, enjoy!


The Best of the Best

May 19th, 1881
by C. H. SPURGEON
(1834-1892)


"I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys."—Song of Solomon 2:1.

The time of flowers has come, and as they are in some faint degree emblems of our Lord, it is well, when God thus calls, that we should seek to learn what he desires to teach us by them. If nature now spreads out her roses and her lilies, or prepares to do so, let us try, not only to see them, but to see Christ as he is shadowed forth in them.

"I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys." If these are the words of the Well-beloved,—and I have no doubt that they are,—then it may be suggested by some that here we have the Savior praising himself; and it is true; but in no unworthy sense, for well may he praise himself since no one else can do it as it should be done. There is no human language that can ever set forth his beauties as they deserve to be told. As good John Berridge says,—

"Living tongues are dumb at best,
We must die to speak of Christ"

as he should be spoken of. He will never fully be described unless he shall describe himself. For certain, we should never have known God if he had not revealed himself; and every good thing that you or I know of him, he himself has told us. We make no discoveries of God except as God discovers himself to us. If, then, any cavillers were to find fault with the Christ of God because he did commend himself, I would answer, Does not God commend himself, and must not his well-beloved Son do the same? Who else is there that can possibly reveal him to us unless he unveils his own face to our admiring gaze?

Moreover, be it always remembered that human self-praise is evil because of the motive which underlies it. We praise ourselves,—and, alas! that we should be so foolish as to do so,—we do it out of pride; but when Christ praises himself, he does it out of humility. "Oh!" say you, "how can you prove that to be true?" Why, thus; he praises himself that he may win our love; but what condescension it is on his part that he should care about the love of such insignificant and undeserving persons as we are! It is a wonderful stoop that the Christ of God should speak about having a bride, and that he should come to seek his bride among the sons of men. If princes were to look for consorts among beggars, that would be after all but a small stoop, for God hath made of one blood all nations of men that dwell upon the face of the earth; but for Christ to forsake the thrones and glories of heaven, and the splendours of his Father's courts above, to come down to win a well-beloved one here, and for her sake to take upon himself her nature, and in her nature to bear the shame of death, even the death of the cross, this is stupendous condescension of which only God himself is capable; and this praising of himself is a part of that condescension, a necessary means of winning the love of the heart that he has chosen. So that this is a matchless instance, not of pride, but of humility, that those dear lips of the heavenly Bridegroom should have to speak to his own commendation, and that he should say, "I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys." O human lips, why are ye silent, so that Christ must speak about himself? O human hearts, why are ye so hard that ye will never feel until Christ himself shall address you? O human eyes, why are ye so blind that ye shall never see till Christ shows himself in his own superlative light and loveliness? I think I need not defend my Master, though he used these sweet emblems to set forth himself; for this is an instance, not of his pride, but of his humility.

It is also an instance of the Master's wisdom, for as it is his design to win hearts to himself, he uses the best means of winning them. How are hearts won? Very often, by the exhibition of beauty. Love at first sight has been begotten by the vision of a lovely countenance. Men and women, too, are struck with affection through the eye when they perceive some beauty which charms and pleases them; so, the Savior lifts the corner of the veil that conceals his glories, and lets us see some glimpse of his beauty, in order that he may win our hearts. There are some who seem to think that they can bully men to Christ; but that is a great mistake. It is very seldom that sinners can be driven to the Savior; his way is to draw them. He himself said, "I, if I be lifted up from the earth, will draw all men unto me. This he said, signifying what death he should die." And the drawings of Christ are not, as it were, with a cart rope, but with silken bonds, ay, with invisible chains, for his beauty is of such a character that it creates love, his beauty is so attractive that it draws the heart. So, in infinite wisdom, our Lord Jesus Christ sets forth his own beauties that thereby he may win our hearts. I do believe that there is no preaching like the exaltation of Christ crucified. There is nothing so likely to win the sons of men as a sight of him; and if God the Holy Ghost will but help all his ministers, and help all his people, to set forth the beauties of Christ, I shall not doubt that the same Spirit will incline men's hearts to love him and to trust him. Note, then, the condescension and also the wisdom which are perceptible in this self-commendation on the part of Christ: "I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys."

I think that our Lord also speaks thus as an encouragement to timid souls; his tender familiarity in praising himself to us is one of the most effectual proofs of his lowliness. Does Christ commend himself to us? Does he say to us, for instance, "I am meek and lowly in heart"? What is his object in speaking thus but that we may take his yoke upon us, and may learn of him, and that we may find rest unto our souls? And if he says, "I am the rose of Sharon," what does he mean but that we may pluck him, and take him for our own? If he says, "I am the lily of the valleys," why does he take the trouble to tell us that but because he wants us to take him, and to have him for our very own? I think that it is so sweet of Christ to praise himself in order to show that he longs for us to come to him. He declares himself to be a fountain of living water; yet why is he a fountain but that we may come unto him, and drink? He tells us, "I am the bread which came down from heaven;" but why does he speak of himself as bread, whereof if a man eat, he shall never hunger? Why, because he wants us to partake of him! You need not, therefore, be afraid that he will refuse you when you come to him. If a man praises his wares, it is that he may sell them. If a doctor advertises his cures, it is that other sick folk may be induced to try his medicine; and when our Lord Jesus Christ praises himself, it is a kind of holy advertisement by which he would tempt us to "come, buy wine and milk without money and without price." If he praises himself, it is that we may fall in love with him; and we need not be afraid to come and lay our poor hearts at his feet, and ask him to accept us, for he would not have wooed us by unveiling his beauties if he had meant, after all, to trample on our hearts, and say, "I care nothing for such poor love as yours."

I feel most grateful, then, that I have not at this time so much to praise my Master as to let him speak his own praises, for "never man spake like this Man." When he commends himself, what would have been folly in others is wisdom in him; and whereas we say to our fellow-man, "Let another man praise thee, and not thine own mouth," I would say to Christ, "My Master, praise thyself, for thou alone canst do it as it ought to be done." As for thy poor servant, he would try to be the echo of thy voice, and that will be infinitely better than anything he can say of himself.

I think, also, that there is good reason for our Lord to praise himself in the fashion that he does in our text, because, after all, it is not praise. "What!" say you, "and yet you have been talking all this while as if it was praise." Well, so it is in one sense, to us, but it is not so to Christ. Suppose the sun were to compare itself with a glow-worm, would that be praise? Suppose an angel were to compare himself with an emmet, would that be praise? And when my Lord and Master, whose eyes outshine the sun, and who is infinitely higher than the mightiest of the angels, compares himself to a rose and a lily, is that praise? Well, it is so to you and to me, but it certainly cannot be so to him. It is a marvellous stoop for Christ, who is "God over all, blessed for ever," and the Light of the universe, to say, "I am a rose; I am a lily." O my blessed Lord, this is a sort of incarnation, as when the Eternal God did take upon himself an infant's form! So here, the Everlasting God says, "I am"—and what comes next?—"a rose and a lily." It is an amazing stoop, I know not how to set it forth to you by human language; it is a sort of verbal rehearsal of what he did afterwards when, though he counted it not robbery to be equal with God, "he took upon himself the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of sinful flesh, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross." "I am God, yet," saith he, "I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys."

What does our text mean? I think it means that our Lord Jesus Christ is exceedingly delightful, so, let us speak, first, of the exceeding delightfulness of our Lord; and then, inasmuch as he uses two emblems, first the rose, and then the lily, surely this is to express the sweet variety of his delightfulness; and, inasmuch as he speaks of himself as the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys, I shall have to show you, in the last place, that this hints to us the exceeding freeness of his delightfulness.