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Monday, 04 January 2010
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So I've been thinking and I realise that this is what I want: to love God faithfully.All I Ever Wanted
Margaret Becker
From where I lay
I can see the sun
Rising through the trees
Before I face
This morning rush
I get down on my knees
I lift my eyes
And I thank You for
This life You've granted me
I pray that every day I live
Your heart will be pleased
I pray for
Hands that hold You
Higher than anything else
And a heart to love You
More than life itself
This is all I've ever wanted
This is all I want to be
All I've ever wanted
Is to love You
Faithfully
From where I stand
I can see the dreams
That You have fulfilled
Such kindness I did not deserve
But You gave it still
What do I have
That You did not give
There's nothing that I can see
So all I have to give to You
Is what You've given me
I pray for
Hands that hold you
Higher than anything else
And this heart to love You
More than life itself
This is all I've ever wanted
This is all I want to be
All I've ever wanted
Is to love You
Faithfully
I know I don't have the power
To love You like I should
But everyday with everything I have
I wish I could
I'm standing here now
These words I pray
I wanna love You better
Whatever it takes
I pray for
Hands that hold you
Higher than anything else
And this heart to love You
More than life itself
This is all I've ever wanted
This is all I want to be
All I've ever wanted
Is to love You
Faithfully
Thursday, 31 December 2009
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Free to be Me
Francesca Battistelli
At twenty years of age I'm still looking for a dream
A war's already waged for my destiny
But You've already won the battle
And You've got great plans for me
Though I can’t always see
‘Cause I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me
When I was just a girl I thought I had it figured out
My life would turn out right, and I'd make it here somehow
But things don't always come that easy
And sometimes I would doubt
‘Cause I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me
And you’re free to be you
Sometimes I believe that I can do anything
Yet other times I think I've got nothing good to bring
But You look at my heart and You tell me
That I've got all You seek
And it’s easy to believe
Even though
‘Cause I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me
And you’re free to be you
Tuesday, 29 December 2009
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Philippians 1:9-11 (NASB)
And this I pray,
that your love may abound still more and more in real knowledge and all discernment,
so that you may approve the things that are excellent,
in order to be sincere and blameless until the day of Christ;
having been filled with the fruit of righteousness which comes through Jesus Christ,
to the glory and praise of God.
Monday, 26 October 2009
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My sentiments exactly. =)Twentysomething
Jamie Cullum
After years of expensive education,
a car full of books and anticipation,
I’m an expert on Shakespeare and that’s a hell of a lot
but the world don't need scholars as much as I thought.
Maybe I'll go travelling for a year,
finding myself or start a career.
I could work for the poor though I’m hungry for fame
we all seem so different but we're just the same.
Maybe I'll go to the gym, so I don't get fat,
aren't things more easy with a tight six pack?
Who knows the answers? Who do you trust?
I can't even separate love from lust.
Maybe I’ll move back home and pay off my loans,
working nine to five answering phones.
Don't make me live for my Friday nights,
drinking eight pints and getting in fights.
I don't want to get up, just let me lie in,
leave me alone, I'm a twenty something.
Maybe I'll just fall in love that could solve it all,
philosophers say that that’s enough,
there surely must be more. Ooooh ...
Love ain’t the answer nor is work,
the truth eludes me so much it hurts.
But I’m still having fun and I guess that's the key,
I'm a twenty something and I'll keep being me.
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
I’m a twenty something.
Let me lie in, leave me alone.
I’m a twenty something.
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
Saturday, 19 September 2009
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Currently
The Overachievers: The Secret Lives of Driven Kids
By Alexandra Robbins
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Just finished reading The Overachievers by Alexandra Robbins. It brought back memories of high school, where perfectionism was closely associated with excellence, and "doing one's best" seemed to be interpreted as "being the best".
High school's a bitter-sweet memory. On one hand, I did have fun; on the other hand, as I look back, I wish I didn't stress myself out so much. Heh.
But well. =) I'm glad I've learned that one's self-worth isn't based on letter grades. Instead, school/college should be -- and is -- about discovering, learning, and knowing.
