I just realized that i've not written many songs this year...hmmm
United Live from Hillsong Australia...did a concert at SIB, Kuala Lumpur.
I really enjoyed the concert...again, ordinary people availing their musical talent for God. It impressed me how Joel Houston said at the beginning...
"we're not here to do a concert...but we're here to connect with God"...
Again, i'm being tested...again i hear that subtle call. How can i make my music such an instrument that i can use it with such utter abandon for His glory. Oh yea, at times i feel it, i feel i'm at the fringe of it...to juz make that exciting leap...
But with every calling comes responsibility and many times i don't feel or think i've carried such a responsibility well. Yea, i've been playing in gigs after gigs...but i've learned that external success isn't a true measure of what goes on inside the heart...i've seen great evengelist, great worship leaders, musicians...doing concerts, changing lives, writing amazing songs, gracing the stage...
who at the end crash and burn, leave the church....fall out of the race and disappoint coutless who looked up to them...
I'm yearning for something more to happen at the gut level...that defining moment when i know...yes, this is it, beyond a shadow of doubt...something worth persuing that i will live and die by it....well, perhaps it will be a journey He'll take me and break me through.
I think i need to be dealt there.
Some people are selfish...why park your bike in the centre when it can fit two cars?
I really despise the people who scratch cars because they were not men enough to say, "hey, i don't think you should occupy this place " instead of being a bloody coward and damage property...
A picture of impending judgement swirls above me sometimes.
I haven't been blogging much. Honestly...i'd been kidding myself if i did. What could I offer if there was nothing inside...i've not been investing in my quiet time as much. I've been taking some time to do some soul searching and pondering. Although this tight schedule has been punishing. Is it difficult? yes..it is. I've slowly been withdrawing at times..
misunderstood again as arrogant and labeled...
God's promise is always faithful and true...and He will prove it in His time...
God speaks...He is a speaking God...am i listening? Are we hearing?
I saw this scene when i was driving back.
I realized i still wanted to share it with you...
To hold your hand as the sun sets and engulfs the sky with its golden rays...slowly leaving the world enshrouded in darkness as the sky turns purplish with stars popping up...and the sound of the swallows flying, returning to their young.
The street lamps lighten up that interlocking path of stones as we walk down slowly...with the cool evening breeze on our faces...which makes my heart skip as i catch the scent of your hair. With my arm around your waist and your head on my shoulder...could we still walk? yes we could...although amusingly slow like drunkards...
yes you...
whoever you are...
wherever you are...
wait for me...
It's been a melachollic day...
As i drove back and got caught in the jam...i looked to my right and saw a man smartly dressed.
Then he bent over and started to cry...
As he struggle to contain his tears, a friend came out and petted his back.
I wonder what he lost? A loved one? Security?...
It puts things in painful perspective right? Some of us go on and on asking for this and that for Chirstmas. Some of us have so dang much yet still live with long faces...
I want my feet firmly planted on the ground.
Sometimes we've got to climb on a chair, play a guitar solo and then jump...
Have A Blessed Christmas...
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