Ok so after months of not posting, well in reality having no idea what to post, and not sure if I should bother as no one seems to be reading my blog anymore I have decided to post real, to post what I'm really like, not to second guess what people want to here, to get feed back. Last time I did that I wrote a post and got 5 comments from it I think was stupid so I'm gonna write realness on here whether anyone reads or not.
Sunday, 30 June 2013
You deserve my all Lord (Jai)
V1:
You will never have me incomplete
Without a heart that speaks of You with every beat
Daily take me far from compromise
Open up my eyes, to see with Heaven’s sight
I’m praying
You will never have me incomplete
Without a heart that speaks of You with every beat
Daily take me far from compromise
Open up my eyes, to see with Heaven’s sight
I’m praying
Chorus:
Open my eyes and I will walk Your way every single day
You deserve my all Lord (You deserve it)
Open my mouth and I will shout Your praise Louder every day
You deserve my all Lord (You deserve it)
Open my eyes and I will walk Your way every single day
You deserve my all Lord (You deserve it)
Open my mouth and I will shout Your praise Louder every day
You deserve my all Lord (You deserve it)
V2:
Put a new song inside of me I pray
An anthem for today to show the world Your way
Singing of the greatness of Your love
The Blessing of Your Son, the power of His love
You saved me!
Put a new song inside of me I pray
An anthem for today to show the world Your way
Singing of the greatness of Your love
The Blessing of Your Son, the power of His love
You saved me!
Bridge:
I wanna know Your heart! Show me who You are!
Speak and I will go! Lead and I’ll follow!
I wanna know Your heart! Show me who You are!
Speak and I will go! Lead and I’ll follow!
(source http://justjai.com/lyrics/)
Had to share this song with you guys, I just love it!
Thursday, 13 June 2013
A Life
Last night I was at a friends and we watched "Not without my daughter"
and the story goes that an American woman, Her Iranian Husband and their daughter go on vacation in Tehran for "two weeks". Due to family pressure and his Islamic faith her husband forces her to stay in Tehran, where she is required to wear a burqua etc. Long story short she tries to escape and he becomes very violent with her, many opportunities arise in which she could leave *by herself* but she refuses to leave without her daughter. In the end she finally gets back, but the thing that really hits home is that the story was true, and is true for many Western wives living in the Middle East.
This post isn't saying that all Muslims are women beaters, I'm very sure there is lost of nice muslims out there who love their familes. But the thing is there are lots of people being abused out there right now, regardless of religion, "race" or gender. Some people never get out of it and believe that this is what life is like. And when you think about that hard or what an intense movie like that,
You can't help but think... So much doesn't matter
So much... your own comfort... your house. If someone out there is hurting... if someone out there is dying inside, how can we keep living? How can we look at the world in the same way? How can we complain about our own problems when there is millions out there who have absouletely no hope? When everyday... every breath is full of pain? How can we begin to think of staying at home and getting married and having children, when so many children are abandoned, abused, starved and killed. How can we read books on how to be feminine when so many women are having the life crushed out of them? How can we buy a new couch or up grade some part in our house, when others go hungry?
How can we hog a hope to ourselves because we are scared of what others may think. How can we walk past people who are in chains?
But then we get locked up in our own little world, the world in which our utmost pleasure comes first. We forget what another's reality is like, we all are guilty of walking by and yes that "we" includes me.
So then I guess the question is how we break out of that? By taking a running leap at Jesus and making the jump?
and the story goes that an American woman, Her Iranian Husband and their daughter go on vacation in Tehran for "two weeks". Due to family pressure and his Islamic faith her husband forces her to stay in Tehran, where she is required to wear a burqua etc. Long story short she tries to escape and he becomes very violent with her, many opportunities arise in which she could leave *by herself* but she refuses to leave without her daughter. In the end she finally gets back, but the thing that really hits home is that the story was true, and is true for many Western wives living in the Middle East.
This post isn't saying that all Muslims are women beaters, I'm very sure there is lost of nice muslims out there who love their familes. But the thing is there are lots of people being abused out there right now, regardless of religion, "race" or gender. Some people never get out of it and believe that this is what life is like. And when you think about that hard or what an intense movie like that,
You can't help but think... So much doesn't matter
So much... your own comfort... your house. If someone out there is hurting... if someone out there is dying inside, how can we keep living? How can we look at the world in the same way? How can we complain about our own problems when there is millions out there who have absouletely no hope? When everyday... every breath is full of pain? How can we begin to think of staying at home and getting married and having children, when so many children are abandoned, abused, starved and killed. How can we read books on how to be feminine when so many women are having the life crushed out of them? How can we buy a new couch or up grade some part in our house, when others go hungry?
How can we hog a hope to ourselves because we are scared of what others may think. How can we walk past people who are in chains?
But then we get locked up in our own little world, the world in which our utmost pleasure comes first. We forget what another's reality is like, we all are guilty of walking by and yes that "we" includes me.
So then I guess the question is how we break out of that? By taking a running leap at Jesus and making the jump?
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