Follow-on from previous entry

This song spoke to me as if to say, 'This is why you can hope.'

Early in the Morning--David Meece
Once a good young King came by
Early in the morning
Hope soared nearly to the sky
Early in the morning
Yet that first hope nearly died
With so little warning
The good young King was crucified
Early in the morning

In the stone cold tomb He lay
Early in the morning
Laid with Him the hope of day
Early in the morning
Saints and angels fearful, pray
Yearning for a dawning
Breaking on a silent grave
Early in the morning

Hallelujah, O the bright dawn breaks
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, O the sweet King wakes
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Long the anxious claws have gripped
Early in the morning
Now the vanquished claws have slipped
Early in the morning
How the bragging dragon trips
Head, so high, now fawning
Mouth denied, forever drips
Early in the morning

Hallelujah, empty claws proclaim
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, now the good King reigns
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Steady in the waning light
Early in the morning
Risen Morning Star, our light
Early in the morning
Dragons breed again to fight
Fearful is their taunting
Yet we trust Lord thy great might
Early in the morning

Hallelujah, saints and angels sing
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, praise the risen King
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Random ramblings again

If you have encountered your share of heartaches, and you're struggling to hold on to a faith that says, 'God will not forget or ignore me', the despair sets in very quickly. Paradoxically, I am comforted by the words of Jesus in Matthew 10:39--' Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it.'
That was a reinforcement of an insight He gave to me some time back. Whenever I go through a tough time, I would like to think that there was some purpose behind it (and there is). And whatever it was, God was not oblivious to my pain (this was if I couldn't discern some reason for my experience). I was conducting a teaching series on Luke and I recall saying something to the effect of, 'It may seem that you're giving up your happiness forever, but nothing you give up to and for God will ever be in vain.'
As much as I am convinced by the insight which I just mentioned in the previous paragraph, I am repeating it here also for my own comfort. I am afraid of having the hope again for fear it may prove false (or perhaps the pain was a necessary part of the development? I don't know). So folks, whatever I'm saying, it's for me as much as it is for you. The insight is in a form of a quote:
All missed chances, however, permanent they may seem, will one day work out to the glory of God, and to your eventual joy.

If I am to be creamed for plagiarising somebody, YOU STARTED IT! Hahaha!

When we love, it is not guaranteed that we are loved in return, but God continues to love, and in His strength, we can do the same.

Yours truly, the amateur critic

I just watched 'Prince Caspian' today. If you have never read the book, go on ahead and enjoy the movie. If you have read the book, be warned: It's a huge disappointment. I fought the temptation to walk out halfway during the screening. No more details, lest I inadvertently let loose some spoilers...
On the other hand, I am much amused by the song 'Bad Day', originally sung by Daniel Powter. It's a poignant depiction of what actually happens. But the one that tickles me is the chipmunk version (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vQZLCNRYqMM). If you feel despondent, switch to the link and have a laugh.