I just want you to know who I am

And I'd give up forever to touch you

Cause I know that you feel me somehow

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be

And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment

And all I can breathe is your life

Cause sooner or later it's over

I just don't want to miss you tonight

I don't want the world to see me

Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am

my small world, far away from your perfect one

Friday, September 29, 2006

Little Ironies of Life
As i sit here typing this and sipping a cuppa, a realised how stupidly ironical life could get. Now i see the point in Douglas Adams and authors of his kind. Some times life gets ironical enough to kill. Oh, well, there isn't anything i can do about it is there?
ANYWAY...
I got back 5 of my prelim papers back this week. A1s in all! All thanks to God, without whom, even passing is impossible.
It's amazing how one can despair all they want about life's stupid irony and then a single thought about God and the absolutely amazing plan he has for all of us can change one's outlooks of life - completely.
Euphoria does not describe how being close to God is like. Words cannot describle what the love of God is like. Never-ending, marvellous, undeserving, all-encompassing, inexplicable, glorious - all fall short of describing God's magnificent love on his beloved children. As the english language spreads, being one of the most actively growing languages, our vocabulary is still pitifully limited when we are up to the task of describing the Creator's love for us.
Today, as we got ou geography papers back, my prayer was short and fervent, and needless to say, selfish - pleas, Lord, please let me get an A1 for geography. It's at times like this that God puts His loving hands on my head and says, "Child, I already promised you something, don't you trust in Me?"
And His promises endured.
They endure, yesterday, today and forevermore.
Praise to My Loving Father, whose promises endure forever, no matter hwat happens.
At Heaven's door He waits for me,
I wonder what He sees in me?
I've been bad, mean and rude, from the start,
But Jesus, my Lord, He knows my heart.

[x] i'm still waiting for you
Friday, September 29, 2006

I'm standing on the bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound

Isn't anyone tryinâ to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?

It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

i'm slipping off the edge

i'm hanging by a thread

i wanna start this over again.