Hosea 6:6
I don't want your sacrifices - I want your love;
I don't want your offerings - I want you to know me.
I'm reminded of a video which we saw during a service, based on Hosea and his wife.
This man's wife had packed and was ready to leave their marital home because of her infidelity but still her husband was pleading for her to just have one coffee with him.
One coffee, just to talk to him, to hear him & know his heart. The heart which loves her.
Even before I knew You, You were there gazing at me, loving me and desiring for me to come to know You and how completely You love me.
This is God. That's why He came to earth as a babe. To save us, for us to know His heart which desires that we be in eternity with Him.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
All Along
It’s not everything it seems - the world and its dreams
Slipping like water through my hands tonight
All the things I thought would fill me up inside
Left me empty here - and now I know why
All along I was looking for something else
You’re something else
All along I was looking for something more
You’re so much more
I finally found what I could never see before
You’ve always been the one that I was looking for
All of my castles in the sand - washed away again
And I’m left back where I began tonight
The only thing that can ever fill me up
Has been right in front of me all the time
(Bridge) I won’t miss you - I won’t miss you this time
I say I want you - yeah I want you in my life
by Remedy Drive
This is where I need You, O Lord. All along, I've know that there's a space in my heart, my life. I've been trying to find something to fill it. I know that only You can do so, 'cos You're my God, You made me and You know how I tick. Most importantly, because You love me and only You love me completely and perfectly.
But Lord, make this travel down the 40cm from my head to my heart.
Help me remember how You've saved me and how my life is so different now because of You.
Thank You, Lord.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Hide Away in the Love of Jesus
Come weary saints, though tired and weak
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Your strength will return by His quiet streams
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Come wand’ring souls, and find your home
Hide away in the love of Jesus
He offers the rest that you yearn to know
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Hear Him calling your name
See the depths of His love
in the wounds of His grace
Hide away
Come guilty ones, weighed down with sin
Hide away in the love of Jesus
The freedom you long for is found in Him
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Hear Him calling your name
See the depths of His love
in the wounds of His grace
Hide away
Come hopeless hearts, do not despair
Hide away in the love of Jesus
For ten thousand joys await you there
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Written By Steve and Vikki Cook
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Your strength will return by His quiet streams
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Come wand’ring souls, and find your home
Hide away in the love of Jesus
He offers the rest that you yearn to know
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Hear Him calling your name
See the depths of His love
in the wounds of His grace
Hide away
Come guilty ones, weighed down with sin
Hide away in the love of Jesus
The freedom you long for is found in Him
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Hear Him calling your name
See the depths of His love
in the wounds of His grace
Hide away
Come hopeless hearts, do not despair
Hide away in the love of Jesus
For ten thousand joys await you there
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Written By Steve and Vikki Cook
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Food thoughts
I'm at work now (Shhh...don't tell my boss) and having a packaged lunch which our company has ordered. It's actually made by a colleague's mom.
I asked her to pass my compliments to the chef, but she said, "But we're doing this for money." Granted, that's true, but I think one can feel it when they eat something which has been prepared with attention, care and love. :]
Makes me think of My Name is Kim Sam-soon. How Sam Soon imagined that she was making her pastries for her loved one and how she held that belief that the pastries she created was not to be contaminated(?) by any hatred or negative feelings.
Maybe I'm imagining it, but I can almost imagine my colleague's mom thinking that the sweet gravy by the rice will help to soften the rice and add a nice flavour to it as she ladles it in.
Now I feel like watching Julie and Julia.
I asked her to pass my compliments to the chef, but she said, "But we're doing this for money." Granted, that's true, but I think one can feel it when they eat something which has been prepared with attention, care and love. :]
Makes me think of My Name is Kim Sam-soon. How Sam Soon imagined that she was making her pastries for her loved one and how she held that belief that the pastries she created was not to be contaminated(?) by any hatred or negative feelings.
Maybe I'm imagining it, but I can almost imagine my colleague's mom thinking that the sweet gravy by the rice will help to soften the rice and add a nice flavour to it as she ladles it in.
Now I feel like watching Julie and Julia.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
so...
my mind is in a travelled-travelling
mess and I
can't even say my best thought is/was
you
so after the this-that frenzied
euphoria
i come crashing
and i get this strange feeling of being
stretched vocal chords
raw and my head hurts
what did this all mean?
mess and I
can't even say my best thought is/was
you
so after the this-that frenzied
euphoria
i come crashing
and i get this strange feeling of being
stretched vocal chords
raw and my head hurts
what did this all mean?
Monday, May 11, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Free to be Me
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
(Chorus)‘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
(Chorus)
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 (Chorus)
Words & Music by: Francesca Battistelli
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
(Chorus)‘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
(Chorus)
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 (Chorus)
Words & Music by: Francesca Battistelli
Monday, February 2, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Getting Acquainted with Pollock
No. 18, by Jackson Pollock"When I am in my painting, I'm not aware of what I'm doing. It's only after a sort of "get acquainted" period that I see what I have been about. I have no fears about making changes, destroying the image, etc., because the painting has a life of its own."
- quoted in Possibilities I, Winter 1947-48
Sunday, January 18, 2009
so where do i start?
It Is I Who Must Begin
by Vaclav Havel
It is I who must begin.
Once I begin, once I try --
here and now,
right where I am,
by Vaclav Havel
It is I who must begin.
Once I begin, once I try --
here and now,
right where I am,
not excusing myself
by saying things
would be easier elsewhere,
without grand speeches and
ostentatious gestures,
but all the more persistently
-- to live in harmony
with the "voice of Being," as I
understand it within myself
-- as soon as I begin that,
I suddenly discover,
to my surprise, that
I am neither the only one,
nor the first,
nor the most important one
to have set out
upon that road.
Whether all is really lost
or not depends entirely on
whether or not I am lost.
by saying things
would be easier elsewhere,
without grand speeches and
ostentatious gestures,
but all the more persistently
-- to live in harmony
with the "voice of Being," as I
understand it within myself
-- as soon as I begin that,
I suddenly discover,
to my surprise, that
I am neither the only one,
nor the first,
nor the most important one
to have set out
upon that road.
Whether all is really lost
or not depends entirely on
whether or not I am lost.
(Teaching With Fire, ed. by S.M. Intrator and M. Scribner)
Sunday, January 4, 2009
A Perplexed Tirade
tirade = a long angry speech or denunciation
perplexed = puzzled or bewildered
I'm not angry but this particular notion is like waves crashing against the barrage in my brain, constructed to keep heavy-duty thoughts out during my winddown time before bed. I've thought about this several times, but never had the time or energy to think it through.
Why do we try so hard to escape being 'arrowed' in doing something? Why are we so afraid to step up and take up a new task or responsibility, or even *gasp, it's the unimaginable* volunteer ourselves?
I would have to admit that I have, more often than not, chosen to look down and away when volunteers were asked for or a responsibility or role is offered. There is a lot of self-consciousness and fear involved in that. "Oh, I don't want people to think that I'm such an eager-beaver/bootlicker wanting to get in my superior's good books", "I've never done this before/This is way out of my league, I'd better not try in case I fail/make a fool of myself."
It's frustrating, also, to be on the other side; when you are the one leading. You'd feel alone and that your compatriots are unwilling to support you. It's a terrible feeling, that.
I want to learn to decide. I want to learn to be less afraid of failing. I want to encourage others to try, challenge themselves. I want to be there for them when they fail to say that it's all right, you have learnt something from this.
I have to remind myself that I won't get it right the first time. But I need to keep having faith; that rather than having me wish the challenges away, God would rather shape me into someone He intended me to be.
perplexed = puzzled or bewildered
I'm not angry but this particular notion is like waves crashing against the barrage in my brain, constructed to keep heavy-duty thoughts out during my winddown time before bed. I've thought about this several times, but never had the time or energy to think it through.
Why do we try so hard to escape being 'arrowed' in doing something? Why are we so afraid to step up and take up a new task or responsibility, or even *gasp, it's the unimaginable* volunteer ourselves?
I would have to admit that I have, more often than not, chosen to look down and away when volunteers were asked for or a responsibility or role is offered. There is a lot of self-consciousness and fear involved in that. "Oh, I don't want people to think that I'm such an eager-beaver/bootlicker wanting to get in my superior's good books", "I've never done this before/This is way out of my league, I'd better not try in case I fail/make a fool of myself."
It's frustrating, also, to be on the other side; when you are the one leading. You'd feel alone and that your compatriots are unwilling to support you. It's a terrible feeling, that.
I want to learn to decide. I want to learn to be less afraid of failing. I want to encourage others to try, challenge themselves. I want to be there for them when they fail to say that it's all right, you have learnt something from this.
I have to remind myself that I won't get it right the first time. But I need to keep having faith; that rather than having me wish the challenges away, God would rather shape me into someone He intended me to be.
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