Tuesday, February 26, 2002

i've heard all the stories. i've seen all the signs. witnessed all the glory. tasted all that's fine. but nothing compares to the greatness of knowing your love, O Lord. nothing compares to the greatness of knowing you love! i see this in my life. and see how much He's blessed me, yet it's so easy to take for granted all these things. it's so easy to complain and say that you have nothing. so easy to look at your neighbor with envy and ask God why you weren't as blessed...

it's so sad how ungrateful i am. i wonder why i feel like i deserve more than i have.. it's so easy to get apathetic about things in your life because you take for granted everything. even living. i know that i complain so much about how hard it is to just live, but why don't i just find joy that i am alive? i think i waste so much time trying to figure out why this and why that, instead of just accepting the fact that i don't have any control over my life. it would be so much easier to just take each day as it comes...you know? and to understand that my life is in the hands of a God that loves me so much that He would never do anything or bring any trouble that i can't handle.

it's been SO hard for me to get into the swing of school this semester. i went to the library for the 1st time this semester..and i actually read. it felt really good. i mean, i complain all the time about how i hate to study, but i don't think that's true. i'm just content that i have that ability, and so i don't do it anymore... no motivation.. if i look back at the past 5 weeks, i feel so.. unaccomplished. i've wasted all that time. i've missed so many lectures, skipped out on work to go home to "rest," done absolutely no studying...*sigh* i'm so unproductive... i want to remember that everyday is a gift from God, and i want to learn to make the most of everday! as chris rice so eloquently put it everyday is a journal page. every man holds a quill and ink. there's plenty of room for writing in all we do and believe and think. so will you compose a curse, or will today bring the blessings? fill the page with a writing verse or some random sketchings? teach us to count the days. teach us to make the days count. lead us in better ways. cuz somehow our souls forgot life means so much. everyday is a bank account. and time is our currency. so no one's rich nobody's poor, we get 24 hours each. so how are you gonna spend? will you invest or squander? try to get ahead or help someone who's under? teach us to count the days. teach us to make the days count. lead us in better ways. cuz somehow our souls forgot life means so much... i want to remember how beautiful life is. i want to study because that's why i'm here! i'm a student, so i should find joy in keeping up in my classes.. going to classes! -__-;; if i wouldn't concentrate so much on the things that are wrong in my life and try to look at everything that is right in my life, i'd probably be a much happier person... xP hopefully, i will learn...

God works in such mysterious ways... everyone you meet, everything that happens.. it's all for a greater purpose than myself... i am not great, and maybe one day i can pound that into my thick skull. even the bad things that happen in your life can be used to make you better. so even through my sufferings, especially through my sufferings, God is still making me holy. He's not through with me.. he's still trying to make me holy, even when i resist.. especially when i'm down and feeling hopeless! Healer, Heal me. Savior, save me. Maker, change me. Lover, love me! Cuz I’m so tired, of living for the kind of love that only lasts for a while. The pain, the shame, it tears me up inside…So I fall on my knees to get back on my feet again. And I cry out for you, would you please speak to me…Healer, Heal me. Savior, save me. Maker, change me. Lover, love me. Cuz I’m so tired, of living for the kind of love that only comes and goes. But your love, your love lasts forever…So I fall on my knees to get back on my feet again. And I cry out for you to hear you speak to me. Yes I fall on my knees to get back on my feet again. And I run hard for you to enter your rest!

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