February 13, 2009

A place of Worship


Lovely are your dwelling places, thirsty I come after you. Jesus my joy, my reward. Your love's restoring my soul. Now I'm yours and you are mine and from my heart a song will rise, I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you and my heart will follow wholly after you.


Jesus, there is none beside you. Righteous ruler of the earth. Nations will come and bow down. Name over all names, I sing you praises and all that I can say to you is I love you.


While I was worshipping the Lord this morning during service. God bring me back to remembrance the times,


I saw myself so excited to speak in tongues though feeling uncertainty in my heart not knowing much about God, asking so many questions on my first bible study lesson, wanting to clear it all and yes it did.


Then I saw myself calling and hungry for more bible study each day, so interested and full of fire, constantly asking everyday for more bible study even though I already had one in a week, sometimes it may even go up to three times.


and again I saw myself taking interest in guitar and started to learn playing. Falling asleep a number of times practicing, playing till my fingers couldn't take the pain anymore. Calling my Cell Group guitarist asking for more advices.


then again I saw myself calling friends, classmates, schoolmates, basketball friends, family to come to cell group and church. It really takes effort and even sometimes misunderstanding, Each time I learn something new and change to a better.

again seeing myself learning to step out of my comfort zone, doing more things for God. and seeing myself getting and growing stronger in God's love when each and one started to drift away, with that heavy heart I can only pray and moved on.

looking at myself going through trials, practicing things I thought wasn't possible for me.

It wasn't easy, not easy at all but it worth it; I grow.

That worship session put something into my heart. I kept wondering and thinking, asking and praying. "what is it?" "what is that something?"

Now I realise,

a longing, a longing for more.

a desire, a desire for more.

"Jesus, thank you. Thank for the things you brought into my life, you make me stronger each day."

SHOUT!