lifesong
Everyone needs compassion
And love that never fails
Let mercy fall on me
When everyone needs forgiveness
Kindness of the Saviour
The Hope of the nation
Saviour, He can move the mountains
My God is mighty to save
He is mighty to save
Forever author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave
So take me as you find me
All my fears and failures
Fill my life again
I give my life to follow
Everything that i believe in
Now i surrender
Shine a light in and
let the whole world see
Singing, for the glory of the risen king
Jesus, Shine a light and
let the whole world see
Singing for the glory of the risen king
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
-9:16 AM
i'm afraid, much fearful, of losing my memories.
maybe i just get attached to people, things and memories easily,
i can't bear to lose them.
got back from cambodia after spending 2 whole weeks there.
you won't believe it, but i had such a whale of a time there,
i didn't want to come home, at all.
i wanted to keep at building houses, building bulletin boards, wrapping plastic
playing soccer with the construction workers,
and most importantly, play with the kids, hug the kids, teach the kids, and LOVE the kids.
this is one place one time which really hit home in my heart.
i felt so much love overpouring out of me, i didn't know what to do.
maybe people don't understand why i keep taking photos,
especially with the kids.
that's only because i treasure these memories so much,
i don't want to give them up, ever,
i don't want to lose the kids.
but when i wake up in the morning on my overly-soft bed, in my overly-cooling room,
i get a sick feeling (almost like a hangover),
because i miss cambodia and the kids like how
man needs air, kids love sweets, adults desires money.
why am i back in boring singapore, with so much blessings i don't deserve,
when all i really want is to be back in cambodia,
just playing catching, jumprope, or games with the kids.
what sucks the most, is reality. i'll never get to see these same people again. and in that minuscule of a chance that i would, they will never remember me. :(
but you know. life goes on.
and we get easily pushed on by the tides, we move on.
in my heart, i really don't want to.
i always want to feel like the days in cambodia. not the raw aftertaste.
i miss cambodia till my heart aches.
