Who am i
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the bright and morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
and watch me rise again
Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
whom shall i fear
whom shall i fear
i am yours
Happenings
Sunday, July 23, 2006
-7:42 AM
Photos for viewing pleasure, haha!
My custom designed picture of my sister, on the right.
My sister's custom designed picture of me on the right.This week has been exciting with HI (hearing-impaired) club's closing ceremony. I was the emcee with adalene, which explains the PCK outfit. Anyway, although it wasnt a really big scale and grand event, i got to know more people from hi club better! And each one of them is so special and unique man! When we do not know anyone, we see people as just people. But when you get to know them, people become persons, with their own prsonal characteristics. And so, I know that when Jesus died on the cross for all mankind, he didn't look at us as a group of people. He looked at us as persons, each He loves equally, for each He would die willingly, and each He died for eventually. I thank God for everyone Ive met. Thank God for Xinni and Liting as well, still my all time companions in class, in cca etc. You both really light up my every day with your smiles, your care, your kindness. Do you both know how special you are?? haha.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
-3:40 AM
Dear Lord,Sometimes I wish Adam didnt eat that appleThen the world wouldnt be in this stateSometimes i wish there were no wars,no fights, no troublesAnd everyone can live in perfect harmonyTsunamis accompany earthquakesWars accompany wrathThe sound of wailings echoeingDeath ends it allHave compassion on us FatherYou know how we want to be good but somehow cantRemember that we were formed from dustRemember that we are not perfectYet I know that Your hand is movingMiracles are happeningIt's no coincidence that only the Muslim countries were struckBecause You love themThough I hate tsunamis like thesePerhaps this is the only wayThat they will finally come back to YouMay a greater good come out from these tribulationsMay You be glorified Lord
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
-9:02 AM
The doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery. Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news.
That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Ceasarean to deliver the couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing.
At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature.
Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs.
"I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could.
"There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one"
Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived.
She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. "No! No!" was all Diana could say.
She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four.
Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away.
But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana.
Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love.
All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl.
There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger.
But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.
At last, when Dana turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.
Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life, she showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more.
One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent.
Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked, "Do you smell that?"
Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain." Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?" Once again, her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain." Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced...
"No, it smells like Him.
It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest."
Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along.
During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
-7:56 AM
So sorry for this super late birthday messages, but just want to write a personal message for Han Wenhui and Brother Aaron!Brother: Hey brother, it's been more than 1 year since i know you man! that's really fast! And im glad that after our prayers, you are attached!!! You must remember me as being 1 of your marriage planners k! Anyway, thank you so much for fetching us around every time we needed you. Thank you for always being so giving and sacrificial. Thank you for telling me your experiences in life and all the practicalities that are needed in life. Thank you for coming down to our level and being one of us. Whenever i tell people about you, i always feel very proud that i know someone so "mature" yet someone whom i can talk too. The first day I met you, you made me laugh. And till now you can still make us laugh. So i pray that your joy will continue to be so infectious and spread to more youths around. You have a way with youths, i wonder if we are the first youths you have close contact with. And though you never talk much about your walk with God, I know you are always seeking Him and having a great hunger for Him. May God bring you up to greater heights with Him! Happy birthday!Daohui: Hanny!!!!you ah, forever so stubborn when it comes to your health and money, always wanting to save up your money instead of blessing yourself. I always rmb the times when we will wait for each other to go home together. Since p1 we knew each other, 10 years of friendship, can you believe it!!! But i only got to know you well in sec school, cant believe you're actually so noisy la! i rmb you were famous for saying jokes that nobody laughed at and you were the one who introduced me to all the chinese songs and drama. You were the best person to trick, because your reaction is always so extreme, haha. I cant even rmb if i tricked you before. And although you look so nice, you slapped me so many times before!!! Everytime you laugh, your face turns super red and we can see the veins on your face, haha! But whenever you laugh, you always make my day somehow. Whenever i think of Mr Thomas, i think of your laughter at the side when he calls on me. Still rmb your egg?! haha, i will never forget it man. No matter what, you are a reliable friend. Responsible, hardworking, a good listener, fun to laugh at etc. All my memories of classroom decoration, singing competition, interclass maths competition... you are in all of them. Chinese singing competition, haha! you acted as a bored schoolgirl in the mini mtv. haha, to think that we were the only class that had a mtv in a singing competition! CNY decoration we even had the toilet aunties to help us make oranges. All the prizes that we won together, you are in that picture. I am very very blessed to have you as my friend. Happy 18th birthday!!
