In darkness, in trial, my soul shall sing
of his mercy, & kindness, our offering of praise
our God never fails.
of his mercy, & kindness, our offering of praise
our God never fails.
I often chide myself for losing perspective sometimes. I'm so blinded by the myriad of trivial problems on my not-so-gleaming silver platter that i forget what's really important.
Sometimes i wish You would just fold and encase me in bubble-wrap; so that when life throws me blows i could just bounce back. boink boink all around in my blissful little semi-transculent world of endless circles and popping noises. i suppose most of all, i could continue pretending that all of this worldly things couldn't hurt me.
Daddy would you do that for me?
Sigh, yes it is tiring. but to eschew the elements of this world is also somewhat impossible. Hence we strike a compromise. i shall (learn to) surrender.
here i go again on another arm-flailing leg-thrashing body-convulsing journey into a realm of uncertainty and (probably) discomfort. but you know, my God never fails. i choose to believe that. besides, doesn't light shine brightest amidst a sea of murky depth and darkness?
i am tired, disappointed & upset. but all i can do is to strive to find the joy that is of abundance in You.
Daddy, would you do this with me?
