Just like Jesus, at all cost

Following Jesus, at all cost
What would I’ve possibly lost?
All the earthly treasures
Have given me no pleasures
Following Jesus, at all cost

Believing Jesus, at all cost
For all things are possible for Lord of Hosts
Believing wholly, though against my thoughts
Believing Jesus, at all cost

Growing like Jesus, at all cost
Giving up all that I love the most
Just like He gave His all on the cross
Growing like Jesus, at all cost

~ 30 November 2005 ~

Lord, I need You to enable me to walk this poem as a living example, not only as a heart desire ...
In Jesus' name I fervently pray, Amen.

BELIEVING THE IMPOSSIBLE

You gave me a dream in my early age
Not knowing what's ahead, I received with faith
And as my faith grows, the dream glows
In my heart that my life will follow

Circumstances come and go
And each time, it makes me feel low
As far as the thousand year light
So is my hope fading out of sight

Yet, I have chosen Your way for me
Believing the impossible will turn out to be
For I know in Whom I put my trust
The One who made human out of dust

One day at a time I realize
It is You who gives me strength and hope
To carry on everything in Your time
Till the day I reach my home

~11 August 2005~

In response to Your truth:

But Jesus said to him, "No one, having put his hand to the plow, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of God." Luke 9:62 (NKJV)

Voiceless Ramble

Facing trials and temptations
Bearing pain and false accusations
Dreaming of sudden sweet release
To be free from all these fatigue

Entering slowly into the prayer chamber
Looking upon the Face adorable ever
In the midst of soul turmoil and restlessness
Finding answer beyond awareness

The reason of not having despair
Not lying in the strength of one’s flair
Might as well fall, fall flat on the ground
Breaking into trillion of pieces can't be found

At the end of one's entire efforts
Waiting another open door
Unlocking through helplessness
In the presence of hopelessness

Gathering power not of self own
Relying on the nail scarred hands
Reaching out in faith and hope
That someday this battle will end

Meanwhile, as the clock is still ticking
A failure is just a momentary pause
As the heart is still pounding
Dedicating each for Your cause

Need not clear explanation
For every life springing question
Just a simple grace every second
Treading this path till the beyond

At the end of strength, in the midst of failure, thank You for walking beside me and reminding me of the battle perspective and how the war has been won...Lord, please forgive me, cleanse me with Your blood, I'm reaching out for You. Take me under Your wing of healing and carry me through this storm. Amen.

Longing for You

Listen to the aching of my heart, O Lord
For You‘re the only One who know things untold
Day and night my heart is in trouble
Facing the ups and downs of daily battle

My heart is set on You Lord
For I know only You alone
That can fulfill my greatest needs
No matter what the situation indeed

Come to me, Lord, at this moment
Your presence is the best present
No greater love, no greater grace
In my life that I ever face

Beyond my wildest dream, my deepest desire
Your love has put my heart on fire
Carve an unforgettable mark in my life
Forever it will shine so bright

~ 1st April 2005~

In the midst of the longing of my heart...Got reminded how in the past there were times when I missed You, and still...You are faithful, and I live in that assurance...In Your unfailing love, and amazing grace.

GRANT

Finally, able to unpack my things after weeks moving back to my own house (being so packed with work lately, and even in this long weekend, packed with another work). In the process of the unpacking, I found some of interesting memorabilia from the past...one of my old poems scribbled in the piece of paper...(well, what can I say, I'm the type of inspirational writer when it comes to poetry, means I only write when the inspiration come :P--and many times I can only find a piece of paper). Can't believe I still keep it, in the most raw form as it is...:D

Guess it's about time to document this poem 'properly', just as a reminder to myself, how simple things, that mark our walk with God, may sometimes seemed 'just gone, swallowed by the time'; but in fact, it's not 'gone' at all. Out of sight or mind maybe, but not out of keep. Coming to such(unexpected) finding brings out the warmth feelings, how faithful God is to us and how He remember everything little thing about us, even those tiny bits we are unaware of...what a wonderful grant :)


GRANT

When it comes to pain
Nobody can really explain
It's like being caught in vain
Nothing we can offer to bargain

We wish for a rainbow after the rain
All we want after a loss is a gain
But it doesn't go with the main
And we're back in the first place again

Then the act of grace begin
Holy Saviour for the sinners slain
His blood washes all our stain
Against His love nothing can stand

Now it's the start of the grand
Everything turns so plain
Miracle isn't just for the saint
But also for the people of grain

~ 3rd March 2000~

Seven years have passed...and it's so true of this simple truth : For your love is better than wine. (Song of Solomon 1:2-NKJV)

Christians

Just received a wonderful poem-fwd by my friend. It's a work by Maya Angelou.

Christians - By Maya Angelou

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting, "I'm clean living'."
I'm whispering, "I was lost,
Now I'm found and forgiven."

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need His strength to carry on.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And need God to clean my mess.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
But, God believes I am worth it.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner
Who received God's good grace, somehow!

Such a profound poem, hope you are blessed by it as much as I am.