Monday, April 23, 2007

O for a Thousand Tongues 2 Sing

:Mood Todae (on left)

before i begin, i've finalli put up my new c-box after i got rid of dat stoo-pid ol' tagboard last yr which was not workin anymore...n now its in anti-functionalist black which is my own fav colour...dun noe wat colour 2 choose? Black is ur best choice...

its been 2 daez of apparent divine counsel for mi...God does indeed speak most clearli thru His Word n e situations He puts us in...with due respect 2 my own pentecostal, tongue-speakin roots..

yesterdae, e message on whether we r thankful enough to God for the gift of Jesus was really cuttin...i do thank God for many things..but just for Jesus..for who He is n Wat He is to mi...dats somethin i've neglected of late...

n todae, durin our FOCUS bible study, e realisation dat speakin to God shd not b difficult or taken for granted but an everydae occurance was a reminder in e midst of much hard archi work...we shd not think dat we're too far from Him to talk or dat we're too sinful n forsaken to talk..He wants to hear us talk 2 Him...even if He does not promise to give us all we ask, everytime, for His own reasons (n every mature Christian noes this)...He promises us His peace n confidence that He is in charge..and for a Christian..dats enuff for mi..

oh, one of e things i missed so much from e time i was a pimpli, awkward n (dare-i-say-it) girl-crazy 16 year old in St Andrews was singin hymns every mornin for devotion...Beginnin n End of term Hymns, our ol' favourite The Old Rugged Cross,n e one whose title is lost 2 mi in e mists of time..."Many things about tomorrow, i dun seem to understand, but i noe who holds tomorrow n i noe who holds my hand"...recently in Unichurch, we've been singin a lot of ol hymns..n a large part of my life, neatly packed away in dusty white covers, locked away in e attics of my mind were unearthed..in science fiction talk..its like Stephen King's Dream Catchers where ol memories are replayed or in Battle Tech...where ol Brian Caches are de-mothballed..n it was all due to e Charles Wesley's Hymn of Epic Proportions...O for a Thouuuu-sand Tongues To Sing..

1 comment:

Stephanie said...

Amen to that =)