resist

resisting the urge to write poetry & sleep early...

It's no longer the world of the feather & butterfly, for they have already fluttered and flew away. Fled and faded away. In comes behind me, always have been, a surge of light so graceful it shines the soul n shows the way. Who knows, who knows. Out of the frozen seed, sprung life.

Meredith Andrews - You're Not Alone

Ginny, happy Bday =)

Ginny, happy Bday :)  thanks for all these years of sincere vocals, lyrics and melodies that touched many hearts....  :)  :)  :)  :)  :) iHeart



If You Want Me To
by Ginny Owens


The pathway is broken
And the signs are unclear
And I don't know the reason why You brought me here
But just because You love me the way that You do
I'm gonna walk through the valley
If You want me to

No I'm not who I was
When I took my first step
And I'm clinging to the promise You're not through with me yet
So if all of these trials bring me closer to You
Then I will walk through the fire
If You want me to

It may not be the way I would have chosen
When You lead me through a world that's not my home
But You never said it would be easy
You only said I'll never go alone

So when the whole world turns against me
And I'm all by myself
And I can't hear You answer my cries for help
I'll remember the sufferin' Your love put You through
And I will walk through the darkness
If You want me to

'Cause when I cross over Jordan, I'm gonna sing, gonna shout
Gonna look into your eyes and see you never let me down
So take me on the pathway that leads me home to you
And I will walk through the valley if you want me to

Yes, I will walk through the valley if you want me to



"Let the King be enthralled by your beauty.."
-Ps 45:11a

How Great

Hope is the thing with feathers

Emily, you're still the best :)

Hope is the thing with feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul,

And sings the tune without the words,

And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;

And sore must be the storm

That could abash the little bird

That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land

And on the strangest sea;

Yet, never, in extremity,

It asked a crumb of me.

Matters of the heart

Is it true that past brokenness help us minister to present needs? I still wonder when people come asking for advice. Why ask me? I am only once a very broken person, at first thought.

Apparently, He uses the weak.

Let me be your song

A peaceful night, writing when everyone's asleep. Putting down the hustle long weekend in Subang, playing the drums and encouraging the musicians, working along with great people. Enjoyed great food and ministered by sincere hearts. Hurrying back with a satisfied & blessed heart, working through the first 2 working weekdays and lastly saying bye to the 3 fast friends from KL, UK & Paris. Meeting my indian good friend, celebrating his tremendous increment & bonus over seri alam's new briyani restaurant, chatting & laughing over old stories of ex-colleagues, encouraged him to look at the bright side. A devout Hindu he is, traveling to Batu Caves tomorrow. Just a 1-day public holiday, mid-week. Someday I will let him know my story.

Putting it down, the events and experiences that runs swiftly through real life and in the mind. Laying it aside. A peaceful night. I hear you in my heart, this is my silent prayer. Be forever, my treasure. This song plays.

"Let me be your instrument, let me be your voice, let me be the reservoir where thirsty hearts rejoice, let me be the hand that wipe the tears away. O Lord, if it be your will, let me be your song."

-Corrinne May

晚餐

有点感动，因为妈妈煮了以前她小时候婆婆煮的菜。真的很好吃，还拍了照寄给哥哥和妹妹。感谢天父，把我留在新山，陪着父母过日子。