Gratitude

“You asked for a child, and there she is. You have her!” my husband would always tell me this when I complain of not having energy to get out of the house and do any activities with her. 
I am beyond grateful and I am reminded how faithful God is when the little one came after being told by my doctor that I can’t conceive. 
Today, is her last day of summer since school will be tomorrow. My body and mind is set to stay in the house and to accomplish what’s on my to-do-list. But she wants to have fun. 
Life as we all know is not always about us. It is hard but I learn to be flexible, manage my time, manage to smile and watch my attitude when my plan is interrupted. 
I was cranky at first, while planning and looking where we can go today. 
When she came to me, and said, “Thank you Mama for thinking of me,” it just crushed my heart in a good way. 
Switching off negative attitude results gratitude. 
I am not giving credit to myself but it is good to think of the ones you love first amidst a list of household chores because there should be great memories (at least try the best we can) in every moment that this life brings us. 

Blessings to all the Mama’s and Papas!

And the world is passing away along with its desires, but whoever does the will of God abides forever. 1 John 2:17 

Music & Memories

I have always loved to sing and write songs although I don’t know how to read notes/fancy characters on a music sheet. 
I watched my mother play when I  was little and with inquisitiveness I would sneak her song book and check the pages where chords are. When I learn to play I got so addicted and love it so much that she would hide her guitar because I don’t get my chores done in the house and I burned the rice (dinner) many times. 

I don’t have the greatest quality, high pitch voice but I sing with all my hearts’ desire because I love it. 

We do what we love. It doesn’t matter how it may sound as long as it feels right from the inside. 

Let everything that has breath praise the Lord!  Psalm 150:6

“Mama,Why Should I Fear God When He Is Good?”

A question raised by our daughter after our bedtime prayer when I asked  – “Lord, thank you for Journy’s heart, her healthy body, and her mind. I pray that you will bless her with wisdom, and that she will live her life with fear of You…..”

She quickly sat up looking confuse, “Mama, why should I fear God when He is good?”, she asked.

wp-image--2114816481I am not good in explaining things. Sometimes my choice of words are poor and everything I would like to say get all twisted…. but I tried the best I can many times.

She did not get it at first but after a while of reminding myself to talk to her about it, she told me she understood.

Fearing God does not mean hiding or running away from Him.

When we fear God, we acknowledge Him first before we do anything thru prayer, our means of communicating to Him.

We consider what is right and pleasing before Him.  We take heart His teachings, His words and it becomes our guide in making decisions. It give us understanding. It keep us away from trouble.

It teach us to show kindness to others and to ourselves.

Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you. Ephesians 4:31-32

We are to love and care for ourselves because He created us. We are the work of His hands. We should not harm our bodies that He designed.

For no one ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, just as Christ does the church, Ephesians 5:29

For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them. Ephesians 2:10

We have to give Him the respect and honor that He deserve.

Living with fear of the Lord teach us humility and bring us abundance of peace.

 

But in every nation anyone who fears him and does what is right is acceptable to him. Acts 10:35

 

The fear of the Lord prolongs life, but the years of the wicked will be short. Proverbs 10:27

 

Humility is the fear of the Lord; its wages are riches and honor and life. Proverbs 22:4

 

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge; fools despise wisdom and instruction. Proverbs 1:7

 

The fear of the Lord is hatred of evil. Pride and arrogance and the way of evil and perverted speech I hate. Proverbs 8:13

 

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all those who practice it have a good understanding. His praise endures forever! Psalm 111:10

 

Be not wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord, and turn away from evil. Proverbs 3:7

 

Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers; but his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers. The wicked are not so, but are like chaff that the wind drives away. Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous; … Psalms 1:1-6

 

 

 

 

 

Grateful

This mom is/still wearing a happy face after having a great time swimming today with the little one. She is happy, I am happy.

Time is too short. I hate it when I feel like I am a  slave of it, but I learn to prioritize things. What and who matters the most comes first. 

I don’t mind leaving dirty dishes, not putting clean laundry right away, and serving leftovers or making egg sandwiches for dinner when time is short. 

But I really love to leave the house organize so that when we come home all I have to do is flop in the couch and relax. Anyway, being a mom and wife does teach us to be flexible, unselfish, manage time and prioritize things. It does make us like monsters too when things go wrong because we care too much. 

Let’s not forget to breathe and love the life we are given. Be grateful and keep making memories! 

A happy heart makes the face cheerful. Proverbs 15:13

….. just pondering

DSC_1596abcWe pick on other’s “misfortunes” and their being different from us,and use it to define them. We think we are better, we are on a pedestal, more powerful, and we think it is relieving when we see other’s imperfections. We are so quick to assume that’s who they are base on what we hear and our own judgement. So quick to bring them down. We forgot to look at ourselves, and ponder on our unfortunate circumstances. I am sure, we have our worst nightmares, failures and heavier burden than those we belittle. We probably are living less than them, happier and content, stronger than we think.

Our hateful soul, grudging spirit, and false mouth has its own place… and this, is very true: “A good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and an evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of.” Luke 6:45

Stay away from trouble.

Let go of the hate.

Stop being judgmental.

Be empathetic.

(most importantly) Always guard our hearts.

Be Seen, Be Known

Stay in the light. Let yourself be known. How can help reach out to you when you can’t be seen. It’s no different when you expect something but you never asked. Good things is in the light where you can see it, where the path is clear. There may be struggles but for sure you can see where you’re heading. God is good all the time. Life is never perfect and were never promised to have one. But God promised us that He will never leave us nor forsake us. 

Specific Prayer

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A lot of times I don’t understand how emotions change so quick. I was happy yesterday and then I am feeling miserable the next day. I pray each day to be a good wife and mother so I can take care of my love ones, that is like a common and simple pray I do.

 

But today, I talked to myself that I will specifically ask the Lord to bless me with a clear and sound mind everyday. A positive attitude towards everything around me, a spirit of motivation to do things in the house not just for myself. A refined heart so I can be calm whatever it is that I will go through. Wisdom so I can handle things wisely even if I have to be flexible because I know not all things work the way I expect.

 

I need His grace, so I can breathe and be okay,  be still as I keep moving, may it be slow but with assurance that God is guiding me the whole way through, be reminded that I am not in control but He is, and that I can rest in Him.

 

God is ultimately good!

 

Let everything that has breath, praise the Lord! Psalm 150:6

Reading, The Struggle Is Real

I never like to sit and read. As soon as I notice how thick and how tiny the words are written, I get bored already. But I taught her to read, and I learn to put dramatic effect on my voice when story telling. That was when she was little, and I can’t do it now, because she doesn’t want me to ruin the story. She would push me to read. She will leave the book right where my seat is at the dinner table. I know it is due to be returned but she won’t do it. She would check if the bookmark has been moved. I told her that I don’t understand some words, if everything is written in basic or simple English I will probably read a lot.

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Reading one of Ben Carson’s book. She thinks, he is a brilliant genius.

I find it boring and not interesting because I struggle. It happened many times, when she have tears rolling to her cheeks (literally) or laughing and I just keep on reading without realizing we’re on the climax of the story. Climax, I learned that from her. I would probably use “height” or “thrilling part”. When I hear her say with a look of disappointment , “Mahhmm!”, I probably mispronounced the word “people” as “peepool”.

And since I let her check this journal right at this moment where she is standing beside me, she wanted me to add that the climax is the turning point of the story. Another learning point for me with this kid. She does what I asked her to do and that is to check my grammar and vocabulary.

By the way,  I finished the two books she recommended me to read. She must be proud. LOL!

(She asked me to delete the word LOL because this journal is formal writing not informal writing, according to her, and I don’t need to write slang words. “What if the President of the United States read your journal or whoever the readers are?” She currently is doing formal writing about chocolate milk if she is against it to be banned in school.)

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Her way of relaxing.

 

I was inspired to write this journal after I googled the word epitome which was on one of my friend’s comment on my Facebook post. I realized that if I read more, I would probably develop good grammar and increase my vocabulary.

I See The Light

I saw our trash rolling all around the yard, and unto the road. I just woke up and ready to curl up on the couch but when I look out the window I need to get outside and pick the garbage can before it cause an accident on the road. As soon as I got out of the house, it rolled in the middle of the road and almost hit a car. The car stopped on our neighbor’s yard and I think to pick the garbage can. But I got it. 

Instead of going back to the house, I decided to walk around in the yard. I can see so much work that needs to be done. Lots of pruning and cutting to do. More landscaping job awaits. I was heading to the bench to sit but I went the other way due to the muddy ground. Our yard kind of slopes, so all the water runs down after the rain to that farthest part of our 4 acre yard. I see branches laying on the ground, ruined No Trespassing sign from the night before when the wind was howling. I started picking up the branches, cleaning the yard just a little bit or should I say trying to do something to enjoy the sunshine and cool air. It was great excuse for me not to curl up on the couch. As I walk around, still picking branches and piling them up at the back of our house where the fire pit is, I was looking for the crocuses. I see a lot of them looking pale, and the petals are distorted. I see few with petals wide open and looking vibrant. I look at the other part of the yard, and I see tulips leaves peeking out from the ground, looking sharp, bundle of green. And as I drag those branches to the pile, I realize that it takes a lot of sunshine to bloom, to be vibrant, to excel from the ground. It takes a lot of light to see hope that those tulips will soon deliver beautiful flowers of different colors. And those crocuses, their time is today,their moment to shine, to be beautiful, and to show off that this is what light can do to the small creatures on the ground. And those pale crocuses with distorted petals, they are still standing on the ground where I see hope and trust that keep them out from the ground. I still see their purpose, and their existence as it is planned. They are still crocuses same as the rest, equally designed although their time to shine may not be the same. 

I hope I will find joy in every little things I encounter and not forget that God works in mysterioys ways. I won’t understand that all the time. I won’t always have the answers to figure things out but I hope to acknowldege Him in every detail that my eyes can see, my heart can feel, my hand and mind can grasp, and  what my strength can handle. It all comes down to His grace, from picking up garbage, avoiding accident, cleaning up a mess or discovering something simple yet so beautiful, and realizing that there is always hope and that I can trust in His timing. 

God bless you guys and enjoy the light. 

Stay Connected

It’s nothing new Buddy, you were there before. You know Who were with you. He never left you. He never will. Have faith. Trust in Him. You probably know the answer but you’re making it difficult with that stubborn spirit. Give it to the Lord, lift it all up to Him. Stay connected my Friend. Jesus loves you big time. 

When I am afraid, I put my trust in You. In God,  whose word in praise, in God I trust, I shall not be afraid. What can flesh do to me.  Psalm 56:3-4


Envy

​It is a sad truth that it is difficult for people to celebrate other’s achievements, doubtful of how they got there, and would even wish it belongs to someone else because the one who worked hard to achieve it, they like the least or maybe they don’t like the achiever at all.

Envy ruins the soul. 

Let’s rejoice the day that the Lord has made even when He planned our days different. He have His reasons. 

Let us not allow our hearts to ache out of our fellows happiness. 

Be cheerful. Be grateful. Let’s celebrate with them. 


A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.  Proverbs 17:22

Focus

Fitness has been part of me for a long time. I am not ripped or anything with a low percent of body fat. It is just something I love to do and what it makes me feel on the inside. I am learning about my body as I listen to it. I am happy of the strength, endurance, and flexibility I have. It is not perfect but the fruit of being active is very beneficial.

I describe my fitness journey as  love and hate relationship. Some days, I am motivated and some days is the opposite. I struggle. And time can be too tight to squeeze in everything.

More than a year ago, I joined a fitness group, Be Fit Pinay,  on  Facebook. We share health information from workout to nutrition, before and after,  winning progress and some of our low points. The group is supportive. It challenges me to keep motivated. The downside of it can be depressing when I compare myself with the progress of others. When I feel like I am running behind. It makes me unhappy. It becomes worst when I get fixated with fitness images on the internet and magazines.

I settled myself with the realization that everyone’s body is different. Everyone’s goal is different. My weakness could be their strength and my strength could be their weakness, even the way we perceive every details of life can be different.

Life is not fair but it should not stop oneself to move forward. The success of others should not halt us to trust the process. Make it an inspiration not comparison. Let it be a learning experience instead of making it a reason to doubt and not believe on ourselves.

We really have to focus on our own journey. Face our challenges and goals. Not allowing our motivation and perseverance to be robbed of what is around us. Fear not on others’ expectation instead fix our eyes on where we are heading. This reminds me of Peter on the Book of Matthew 14:28-31:

28 “Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to you on the water.”

29 “Come,” he said.

Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. 30 But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”

31 Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”

Have faith and be blessed. Be the best version of ourselves and make it contagious.

God bless you!

P.S Let’s take this journey as unique individuals. Different in so many ways but special because our body and mind is designed wonderfully by our Creator, Whom we can connect first thing, and Who is able to guide us throughout our day. We need His super power. Nothing lift our spirit up better than our God.

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“With people it is impossible, but not with God; for all things are possible with God.”

Mark 10:27

Lips Be Kind

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Lips….

speak right,

speak love,

speak life.

Watch out and think,

Before you say out loud.

Don’t hurt,

Say no to devastation.

Speak with praise and rebuke.

Voice out love,

 share uplifting thoughts,

and limitless rescuing words.

Be mindful and sensitive.

It may be better to bite those lips,

or make no sound.

Speak only to lift a lowly heart.

Aim for good.

Aim for love.

Aim to save the day.

Lips be kind always.

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Set a guard, oh Lord, over my mouth; keep watch over the door of my lips. Psalm 141:3

Jump Rope and Terracotta

This kid can break my heart in a good way. She can make it leap for joy as well.

When we went to the playground, she was hoping to see her friend whom we did not plan to have a playdate with. She was hoping that her friend think the same as her that day – to be at the  playground. I guess she just missed her, and she do not know any kids to play with at that moment.

To brighten her day a little bit, I took her to the library. She had fun. She was excited to start reading a new series of book she borrowed.

We had a great day together.

When we got home, we went outside right away. She wanted us to do more things together, but I planned to workout. Jump rope.

She did not insist, instead she went to her swing.

She swung by herself. Slow. Head down. She seemed okay. I kept looking at her. I could hear the squeaky noise from her swing.

I got sad that she is alone. My heart aches.

She came to me while I was working out. She watched. She tried to get involved by cheering on, “Whip it, Mama!”

My jump rope got stuck. I got distracted. She cheered again, “Whip it, Mama”. I got stuck again. I felt guilty that I am so desperate to have my me time. I felt so selfish and just wanna be alone and get it done.

She seemed desperate for my attention…. or

Maybe I misinterpreted her happy gestures. She was cheering, probably to encourage me. I was passive. No words came out from me. I kept going. Unhappy. Cranky.

After getting stuck many times, she noticed my frustration. She decided to leave me alone and went to her favorite spot in the yard – a big pile of square stone that she uses as a table.

I sat next to her as soon as I got done with my workout.

She was smashing these small rocks of different colors until it changed its form to powder. She would mix them up. Terracotta is her favorite color.

When I tried to get up, she asked me to stay beside her.

While watching her, I asked if she would like a baby brother or a baby sister. She answered “No!”. I was just wondering what she thinks. She said, “I want someone equal to my age.”

It is difficult and sad when she wants a playmate. I know she is happy when we spend time together, but some days she likes to have friends around who are “equal” to her age.

It is more harder that it is summertime. Two of her school friends move out-of-state. Her other friends are on vacation.

That night, she tried to call a friend. It was not successful. I think she was fine when she did not get hold of her friend. She grabbed a book to read and stayed in her room.

Today, I asked for her friend’s mom’s number. I made the call. Left a message. The phone rang. It was her friend. Her face lit up. They/we are planning for a play-date soon. Success!

It only took a minute to help her meet her needs – attention, connection and something great to look forward to.

Time is precious.

I regret that I failed to see the simplest desire of her heart, instead I jumped into conclusion that she is too desperate for my attention. Cheering me on while I was doing the Jump Rope was probably her way of trying to connect with me. I could have stop, be flexible, and get her involve by asking her to count how many jump or tricks I can do, or hold/watch the stop watch. I could have let her pretend as my coach. She would have loved it.

Parenting can be tough even on little things like this. All I want is for her to be happy and content.

I understand, I have accepted and it is proven that life is not perfect. It will never be. She understand that too. But I will continue to do the best that I can to be responsive to her needs – attention, connection, something to be thankful for, and something great to look forward to.

I am learning that distraction is okay. It is okay to  Stop. Be Gentle. Listen. Acknowledge. Learn. Keep Loving. Keep Living.

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 With all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love,… Ephesians 4:2

 

 

Calm My Soul

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This is the life of want and distress,

The life of joy and robbery,

The life of contentment and uncertainty,

The life to own and build,

The life of happy and misery,

The life to treat one nice but can’t be please,

The life to achieve and fail,

The life to stand up and be heard,

The life to cherish whatever lies ahead.

This is life,

The life of imperfection to embrace,

The life of courage against all pain,

The life of dancing,

The life to calm my soul,

The life of giving and forgiving.

This is life.

The life to live whatever was behind.

 

 

*God is good all the time. I thank Him for my life. *

 

 

 

 

Captivated

What a beauty,

Who can deny,

Your existence,

I am mesmerized.

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I see the blue sky,

I’m feeling the breeze at night,

Countless stars in the night sky,

And the moon spread its light.

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Morning dew every tomorrow,

I looked forward to yesterday.

I hear the birds singing,

What a joy it bring.

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You are close,

Closer than what I think.

You captivated me.

And you’ll always be The One.

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Who amazes my heart,

Who wakes me up in the morning,

Whose air I breathe,

The One who have my heart.

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The Feeling of Being Deserving To Be Fired As A Mom

I cried and I thought I deserve to get fired as a mom at least that moment, that day.

I felt terrible.

My husband and I beside each other while I was “recording” that moment. Photo credit to my friend.

I can’t believe I misclick the right button to record our daughter’s piano recital performance. I did notice the absence of a “red dot” and the word “rec” on my camera screen. But I continue holding up my camera and watch her play thru live view.

She looked beautiful. “Hip” with her cowboy boots matched with teal lacy dress. She sat gracefully and hands perfect on the baby grand piano. She played, Minuet and Trio. She had great timing.

I heard “wows” and “nice” whispers around when she finished. She did marvelous. She received a warm applause after her great performance.

When I checked my camera I realized that I failed to record it. I miss the whole performance. I was very disappointed and so was my husband. It felt worst when he said, “You’re fired being a mom”.

I watched the whole show and soon I had to leave for work.

I cried on my way to work. I cried while at work.

Photo captured by my friend. Grateful

I am so thankful for my friend who took this photo.

I wanted it documented. I love to keep memories and look back into it someday; also it would be nice for her to see herself on stage and realize how great she is after all those moments when she would like to quit.

I thought, the “wows” and “nice” compliments and applause from the background would prove that she did great; and inspire her to keep playing, learning and have fun with piano.

But all I had planned did not work . I failed and I need to forget about it while I was working. I couldn’t move on.

There must be something wrong with me, I thought. I prayed about it to settle my heart.

On Psalms 30:3 it says, “For His anger is but for a moment; His favor is for life; weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.”

I may be weird but I grab my Bible when I am really sad even for simple situations that bothers me. I always find comfort in God’s word. It sounds crazy considering that it was just about missing the right button.

As I was thinking and writing my journal I remember every detail of that day. Everything about her. I think she was nervous. She sat with us in the audience before the show started and I watched her playing her fingers against her piano book; she was probably practicing. If she was stressed, she handled it wonderfully. She played with no mistakes and memorized her piece. She did what she was expected to do. She got it right. (See, if I did not miss the right button, I could have it recorded and insert it here as a proof.)

The next day, she told us she was nervous and she actually was nauseated. “That feeling”, according to her Dad, “makes you stronger because you did a great job.” My husband called it “adrenaload”.

I realized I did not miss that moment. I watched and listen her play. I am grateful to be there and very proud how she did; and I can’t be fired as a mom just because I miss the right button.

She may remember that I forgot to record her show but I know our daughter; I know she is more grateful that I was there.

I realized life is more than a click of our devices. Gadgets are made for convenience or for keeping and documenting memories we created. Sometimes it can be life’s distraction.

Memories are made with our time and presence. It is made with a desire to live that certain moment. It is made by heart.

“How do you think people survive long long time ago without high tech gadgets?”, my husband’s statement to calm me down.

Failures can appear unexpectedly in every situation. It makes me uncomfortable.  It can rob my joy but not for long.  God is gracious enough to remind me not to dwell on it.

I was sad that her grandma who is thousands miles away won’t see how she did; but there is a lot of it coming. There is going to be more recital coming; she’s only 8 years old for goodness sake.

There is more to life to  focus on and be grateful for. There is going to be a lot of mistakes, tears, and pain that I will go through. A lot of learning. A lot of patience. A lot of love. A lot of healing.  I will forever experience all these because I am a mother. My seat will stay and I am blessed to be in this position; and I will never get fired. I love being a mom and everything that goes with it.

Imagine how difficult life would be for our children if the rule is getting mothers fired when we miss the right button. Thankfully, it does not work that way.

 Finally brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of a good report — if there is any virtue and if there is any praise — think on these things. Philippinas 4:8

In The Quiet

I know God never get tired of the same prayer each day. I always start with giving thanks of how the day is. When it is sunny I would say it. When it is breezy I would say it. I may even sound like a child learning to pray. But I believe that it blesses His heart when we acknowledge Him thru how the sunshine warms our faces and the dew on the grass wet our feet.

DSC_0547I get to enjoy little things around me when I am able to give up my daily routine and step outside, sit under the tree and listen to the birds singing. It is amazing when I can actually watch them closer and sometimes hold my breath, not moving so I won’t startle them and so they can stay longer and to prolong that simple moment.

DSC_0065I struggle each day to get connected with God because I am too busy. But the great thing with God, He never is too busy for me. I feel guilty because He is so good. I know when I have to let go of everything and take time to talk to Him. I can be very busy trying to get stuff done while I am alone. But when the Holy Spirit tag my heart, I learn to just take that moment. I actually like it because I can pray loud in the quietness of my home.

DSC_0575.JPGGod is surely happy when I demand His attention. He sees me learning to humble myself in His presence and acknowledge that He is in control. And God loves me so much that He wants me to experience an intimate period of time at the midst of my business. He never leave me alone. He desires to bless me with peace, joy, and remind me that He prepared a place for me, and that is eternal. But I won’t be a conqueror of all He has in-store for me if I won’t surrender my self to Him.

DSC_0075As of this moment, He wants me to know that His grace is sufficient when my cup is half way empty.

He blesses me with patience. And that waiting for His answer is allowing Him to work in me and for me to know Him, draw me closer to Him. To wait and see what He can do. To teach me to trust Him. To be still and know that He is God

He reassures me to have peace and live life with joy even when His answer could be no. To rejoice, give Him honor and praise whatever His answer might be.

DSC_0571Time is so precious. And I am grateful when I can sit down, forget the chores, enjoy outside, or play my guitar and hum a tune and pray. Sometimes these can be difficult to do because I get so distracted with other things. I make a to-do-list as a reminder of what needs to be done. And I feel so accomplished when I scratch each one at the end of the day.

20150329_153922I hope that the highlight of my day would be being content with the things that really matters. Enjoy solitude. Pray. Do the things that will satisfy my soul in the quiet.

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But Jesus Himself would often slip away to the wilderness and pray. Luke 5:16

Be A Warrior (Original)

I am technically challenge and I finally figured out how to put the words on this video.
I hope we all desire to rise up and win our daily battle. It maybe from picking up socks, wiping mess in our kitchen table, planning of what to cook or finding motivation to the things that needs to be done, or we have so much difficulty to get out of our comfort zone, whatever it is, cry out to God, give it all to Him, acknowledge Him in everything we do or we wanna do. There is no other means to find peace and gain strength and living life to the fullest but thru Him.

God bless you and me!

I’m meek, I’m weak
But I desire to spread my wings to fly
Soar freely in the sky tonight
And not be frightened when the daylight arrives.

My lips are tight
Purify my soul Almighty Christ
Speak Your words to me and be my guide
Without trembling in the crowd tonight.

I wanna be a warrior2x
Can my voice echo thru the valley?
I wanna be a warrior.

I desire to rise
Refine my heart, redeemer’s fire
Defeat the battle, never give up this fight
You’re with me all the way
Till the sunrise.

I wanna be a warrior2x
Can my voice echo thru the valley?
I wanna be a warrior.

I wanna be a warrior2x
With my hands raised up to the heavens
I wanna be a warrior.

Alone With You

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Let this weary soul see its destiny,
I don’t have the desire to go anywhere else,
And be mistakenly
Guided by another lost soul.

Can’t you take me with you,
Alone with you?
Disclose your thoughts.
Will I ever have the chance to listen to your heart?
Be blessed with your wisdom.
Please save this hungry soul,
I am not leaving, I refuse to fall.

Your base is firm,
Where I would love to stand.
You are the pillar of my life,
You are the O ne, my hands would love to hold.

When you speak,
My heart breaks,
I long to know you more,
My eyes desires to be fixed on you,
Only to you.

Promises I can’t speak of
To offer your greatness in return.
The greatest is my hope to be with you
And forever thirst to love you,
To run to you, and never
Be away from you.

You can prolong this brokenness
So I can trust your strength.
Hope is bright.
Trusting You brings humility
And patience as I wait, as I live
As a conqueror of joy, peace and strength.

Being alone with you
satisfy my soul.