so privileged

THIS IS OUR GOD
Your grace is enough
More than I need
At Your word I will believe
I wait for You
Draw near again
Let Your Spirit make me new

I will fall at Your feet
I will fall at Your feet
And I will worship You here

Your presence in me
Jesus light the way
By the power of Your word
I am restored
I am redeemed
By Your Spirit I am free

Freely You gave it all for us
Surrendered Your life upon that cross
Great is the love
Poured out for all
This is our God
Lifted on high from death to life
Forever our God is glorified
Servant and King
Rescued the world
This is our God

This was sung during youth service and I couldn’t help but felt a surge of pride for my heavenly Daddy has done. (: I can imagine myself intro-ing Him to someone else and saying, “Hey, meet my God. He has done great things!”

Someone surprised me by something he said. (: It better not be a passing remark, because I will be very disappointed if it were so.

Hello Wen darlink. How have you been coping in Switzerland so far? I miss your insanity already.

Dear Shum, please do take care in New York. You won’t have your morning buddy with you over there but I’m sure you will be okay! You are very talented and I’m sure you’ll be destined to do something groundbreaking for art. (:

make it loud

Week 4 has come to a close and it was awesome because I had countless chances to lean (heavily) on God.

NYC had the WAA WAA Party yesterday for our beloved newborns.

I bring to you the planning committee for the NB PARTY 2008. (: Myself, Sengkim, Eng Seng and Corinna. Xin ku le! All the late night meetings and the emails and the preparation. I am so grateful for this opportunity to serve with 3 of you. Many thanks to the numerous individuals who helped out with the decorations as well.

Gen Shen, you are so privileged, please! (: Two celebrations this week. You have the bestest family on earth. Hahaha.

DNA reminded me of a Love that I don’t deserve. When I tried to imagine my life without Him there and then, I saw that it could have only been second best. I shudder to think that I could have been living in the darkness and naively thinking that this was as bright as it could get.

Because of You, I’ve been set free.

midweek

This is a special shout out to my beloved roomie. (:

Thank you for being the best conversation partner! (: And for your patience with my late nights and early mornings. Please don’t kill me for plastering your photo on this entry. I <3 you. We haven’t cooked our green bean soup yet. Hurhur.

HAPPY FIRST MONTH, GEN SHEN!

Yesterday’s celebration was a whole lot of camaraderie, with discounted Pizza Hut, SHOOBEE SHOOBEE and red eggs. I am very, very privileged to be in this family. New faces = 10X the fun.

I’m halfway through the week and I must say that it wasn’t as bad as I thought. I’m learing to lean on God a little more each day.

Ah, Wen.

to honour this

And now the weak say I have strength
By the spirit of power that raised Christ from the dead
And now the poor stand and confess
That my portion is Him and I’m more than blessed

Let now our hearts burn with a flame
A fire consuming all for your Son’s holy name
And with the heavens we declare
You are our king

We love you Lord, we worship you
You are our God, you alone are good

You asked your Son to carry this
The heavy cross our weight of sin

I love you Lord, I worship you
Hope which was lost, now stands renewed
I give my life to honor this
The love of Christ, the savior king

Let now your church shine as the bride
That you soar in your heart as you offered up your life
Let now the lost be welcomed home
By the saved and redeemed those adopted as your own

I give my life to honor this
The love of Christ, the savior king

This is my prayer for the week – to rejoice in all circumstances and remember who I’m living for.

It’s week 4 of school. It’s jam-packed with activities but I want to honour You in the midst of it all. Let me love You with every living moment. (:

holding on for dear life

You whisper a love song in my ear. You delight in me. (:

During WFL today, David pointed out that our conscience can be seared; how scars can form and you don’t feel a single thing afterward. Eeek. I must take care of my conscience.

I’ve seen too many people grow numb, so much so that they are indifferent to pain. I’ll never want to be like that. The scary part is that we don’t realise that we’re hurling ourselves down a slippery, steep slope. It’s much harder to come back up.

Some part of me dreads the upcoming week. I can’t explain it, but there’s something about uni life that can (possibly) consume you. The past few days have been suffocating. I hate to think that I’m simply going through the motions of school life mindlessly.

Choppy waters ahead. I’m gonna hold on tight to You.

here we go again

Why is it that people don’t allow themselves to be loved? We can try means and ways to reach out to them, but they keep their distance; almost always remaining detached and indifferent.

And my heart hurts for you. For you who refuses to let go and let yourself be moved. Even by the greatest love of all.

(It’s frustrating, really. Especially with complications.)

It was apparent to me that massive efforts were put in just to make JUMP happen. Everyone who was involved in it deserves a huge pat on the back. -PAT- And God deserves the loudest applause for everything else. (: I am privileged to be able to sing to You (however tuneless my songs may be) and to dwell in Your presence.

Help. Please, please, make a way out for me.

long time no see

I love the fact that I’m at home tonight. Especially since I am not touching ANY academic work whatsoever.

JTF caught the foreign film ‘Bad Habits’ today and I thought Simon Bross (the director) was brilliant. There were several scenes that allowed you to make inferences on your own. And the way that everyday sounds were amplified!

I am so going to take Spanish as an elective in future.

Thanks Fung and Roomie for the time. (: I <3 the both of you.

The hair’s going through a terribly awkward stage now and seriously, it’s taking every bit of me to keep going. So try not to make comments like “Eh, you look so different!” (code for: The change is not good.) or “OMG TRACY WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAIR!” Hmm. Let’s just say that I would liken this process to quitting smoking. You need lots of encouragement.

He longs to be close to me.

Perhaps the reason why I’ve been feeling so drained these days is simply because I’ve been running on my own fuel. And it’s running on empty.

Fill me, God.