I’m not so much of a rock music lover unless it is alternative rock. However the lyrics of this song tugged my heart string and I couldn’t help but agree that it echoes my sentiments now.
Deeper by Delirious
I wanna go deeper
But I don’t know how to swim
I wanna be meeker
But have you seen this old Earth?
I wanna fly higher
But these arms won’t take me there
I wanna be
I wanna be
Maybe I could run
Maybe I could fly
To you
Do you feel the same?
When all you see is blame in me
And the wonder of it all
Is that I’m living just to fall
More in love with you
And the wonder of it all
Is that I’m living just to fall
More in love with you
I wanna go deeper
But is it just a stupid whim
I wanna be weaker
Be a help to the strong
I wanna run faster
But this old leg won’t carry me
I wanna be
I wanna be
Maybe I could run
Maybe I could fly
To you
Do you feel the same?
When all you see is blame in me
And the wonder of it all
Is that I’m living just to fall
More in love with you
And the wonder of it all
Is that I’m living just to fall
More in love with you
And the wonder of it all
Is that I’m living just to fall
More in love with you
And the wonder of it all
Is that I’m living just to fall
Maybe I could run
Maybe I could follow
It’s time to walk the path where many seem to fall
Hold me in your arms
Just like any father would
How long do we have to wait?
How long?
We’re goin’ all the way
And the wonder of it all
Is that I’m living just to fall
More in love with you
And the wonder of it all
Is that I’m living just to fall
More in love with you
The wonder of it all…
And the wonder of it all…
The wonder of it all…
And the wonder of it all
Is that I’m fallin, fallin, fallin
I am a bit perturbed at how easily a tone of someone could strike such fear within me; for awhile I was stunned like a deer temporarily blinded by the bright headlights.
It’s going to be a long fight to overcome this, I know… BUT I’m not giving up.
“My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” Psalm 73:26
The taste of the salty sea waters.
The feel of the rough sand beneath the feet.
The warmth of the bright sunny sunshine upon the skin.
This was a beginning of a promising day for fun and laughter.
The shouts of excitement of the children could be heard miles away. It was a class trip led by a young teacher. She smiled as she saw the antics of the children: splashing about in the sea water, building little sand castles along the beach, racing, running etc. What bundles of energy they all were!
Being an educator, this trip was not just a mere trip. The young teacher had an important lesson in mind to teach her young children. So, she called them all and gave them a simple assignment.
“See the uneven surfaces upon the sand?”
The children nodded.
“Okay, let’s make it smooth. The person who manages to do this and keep the surface smooth will get a surprise gift from me.”
At the sound of the word ’surprise gift’, the children rushed to collect their spades and began to smooth the surface of the sand around them frantically.
It proved however to be a frustrating tasks. For no sooner had one smoothen the surface around them, others would accidentally trample upon the surface and mark it with their tiny footprints.
“Teacher, this is impossible!”
The children came running to the teacher and protested of the tasks.
The young teacher smiled and pointed to a classmates of theirs who was at a corner of a beach. Read the rest of this entry »
When you take off the rose-tinted shades and for the first time see the person as who he/she is, there is horrid, denial even. You attempt to justify. You try to put on the shades. Yet even if you do, the image of the exact condition continue to haunt you. It is then that you make a decision, either to turn away and deny everything or humbly accept reality and choose to love; even if the person is yourself.
Gabe’s post on Chick Flick reminded me about the time I watched the movie which interestingly was on my birthday. As with most chick flicks, there are tear jerker moments (Yea, I know it’s weird to be going all teary on my birthday but hey it’s a melancholy rite of passage :p) and moments when I just went ‘awwwwww’ (What can I do? It’s a chick flick! It does that to me).
As with every movie (especially with chick flicks), there is a defining moment in the movie when it grabs you at the heart and brings out the emotions and thoughts you’ve always felt but could not quite put a finger upon. For me, that moment came when Kevin told Jane: ‘You are so busy creating kodak moments for other people that you forget to create your own memories.’It wasn’t so much that I was trying to create picture perfect moments for people but rather I was trying to conform and accomdate the wishes of other people to the point I began to derive my identity from it. I forgotten who I really am. I forgotten who is the One I really needed to please. I forgotten whose agenda I am supposed to live for. That quote was an ‘ahhhh’ moment for me. So whoever say chick flicks are useless? *Grin*
The distant yet familiar memories of the lyrics accompanied by the strumming of the guitar, it was then that I fell in love with You. It was not a rush of intense feeling neither was it loud or expressive rather it was gentle and quiet. I felt just like a small boat, having been tossed and turned by the storms of life; finally reaching the safety of the harbour and finding rest, peace and security.
There is a sense of anticipated excitement as she waits for the moment to walk through the door. For many months, she was kept in the cages of doom and gloom, confined to her own misery and the taunts of the enemy.
It seem surreal when the rays of light, signaling freedom came flooding the place of her darkness. She dare not believe at first for many times she was fooled by the mirage; her heart crushed to find it vanishing when she reached out to grab it.
The light though was neither mirage nor imagination. Little by little, it invaded her little room of darkness; its warmth enveloping her by chasing the coldness she has always felt all these years.
It’s true! Her heart resonates with the echoes of truth that began to resound louder and louder within her soul. It’s true and it’s here!
Suddenly like a rush of fountain water, joy exploded within her. She laughed for the very first time. It felt good, so very good.
The open door beckons her. She stood up, flung away the chains and walked boldly through it.
25 years ago, she was a blushing bride; he was a handsome groom. They had little material possession but it didn’t matter. They had God as their provider, healthy bodies and hearts full of dreams, love and future.
25 years later, time has left its mark on their faces and bodies. Yes, they have grown older yet their faces reflected maturity and a deeper love for one another and for the One who has brought them together.
25 years of shared memories, of ups and downs, of joys and sorrows, of fun and mundane… and together they are still growing strong, still discovering one another, and still walking closely with their Father in Heaven.
It was a day of celebration for them and just like 25 years ago, they took each other by the hand and look forward to another 25 more beautiful years to come.
