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
Thursday, August 5, 2010
-11:41 AM
i woke up with a start, and my heart was hurting so badly,
because i dreamt i was back in cambodia.
just maybe, cambodia has always been at the back of my mind all the while,
no matter how hard i tried to push it away from my thoughts.
i really don't want to think about it because it is so painful just seeing those images of my cambodian kids flash before my very eyes.
i miss them i miss them i really do.
every single one of them, their smiles, laughter and them cycling on their too-huge bicycle schasing behind the dusts of our van.
i dreamt i was back in siem reap with my mother, and i wanted to bring her back to the motel i once stayed in.
i was so sure i knew the way, but i kept getting lost, and kept ending up in some unfamiliar place.
i kept retracking back to the original spot i was in, but after my few tries, i even lost sight of where i started from.
i think i have tried to keep all these fond memories in a jar, which i have refrained from touching all this while, in fear of startling it and letting any single memory escape or spill.
but i have failed. because these memories are ebbing away from the corners of my mind. despite my strong resolution to keep them and make them stay.
maybe i am really too terrified to admit that one day, the children will all forget me and i myself will lose them, forever too.
later, i hailed a tuktuk to bring me back to the motel.
we passed by the streets of siem reap, with its bustling night markets,
and i was telling my mum how i needed to bring her to shop, and how i wanted to go to visit the schools on my own the next day.
but then i woke up, and once again, cambodia left me.
