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When griping grief the heart doth wound,
and doleful dumps the mind opresses,
then music, with her silver sound,
with speedy help doth lend redress.
-William Shakespeare
I need a new me...
I've spent way too much time working... too much time with friends... too much time playing and fooling around... that I've neglected myself... that I never had time for myself... and I never had time for God. I was oblivious to it... but now it's all happening right in front of me... my own life crumbling in front of me... I'm turning into someone I'm not sure ever existed in me...
Vanities of all vanities... everything on earth under the sky the human hand labours for screams out in vain... validation is the natural seed that grows in every human heart... and the world pours out itself to hasten the process... the church was meant to go into the world... now the world has come into the church... the body that was meant to be set apart... this body of mine...
Superficiality is the curse of this generation... how superficial have you and I been. Somehow I'm not an ocean to be discovered or a forest to explore... that much I wish I was... but I think you made me out to be a light that has lost its gleam... a pen that has ran out of ink... I'm just your worse-than-average-1-week kinda guy...
Resolving to take time off was probably the wisest thing I should do. There are people and things that I need to stop seeing... in order that I can start seeing the unseen... the things that last and the things that matter. I had my retreat... I ran until I couldn't anymore... I layed there at the playground... and I spoke. I spoke of the things that I couldn't bear no longer... I spoke of the things that need surfacing... I spoke of the goodness of God. Oh how I needed that time... it was air to me... I needed it to go on... to move on strong and without fear. I needed that time that I could breathe... and now I breathe...
Restore to me God, the joy of your salvation. Breathe your life in me once again... that I may come alive... that I may truly live in the risen Son. I trust and believe in your goodness and grace. I fully acknowledge and submit to the Lordship of Christ over me. I stand humbled and in awe... for how wide and how vast is your creation... that you know no end. I choose to let not emotions and feelings guide and direct me... but by the saving knowledge of your will and plan over my life. I choose not to be prideful, and ever doubt that you hear me... for I believe in your sovereignty and greatness that even my voice you hear. Oh forgive me if I ever blasphemed against you by doubting your love. Teach me and help me to be pure... towards people around me... towards the Lord of Lords. Let me not be deceived by the beauty of the world, and be led to accept the ugly and cursed things overflowing from the one who seduces. I offer much and all to you... for no other greater reason, but to be able to taste and know the fullness of Christ... to come to know my saviour king... to come to know my maker... not for the praise of men... not for the sense of acheivements and accomplishments... but in the glorious hope that in the middle of it all... You may be praised and glorified... that in the middle of it all... I grow in knowledge of my great king... the majesty of the uncreated one. My life has purpose because of what you mean to me... now bring hope to the world God... hope that the world thirsts for...
Come,
Come to my rescue...
signing off at 2:57 AM
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