Oh Christ, My Life...

Every single thing I undertake,
Every single move I make,
What is it for, what use it?
When on that day, this earthly life I quit?

There be no more desire to see my story told,
Ah, for the end be the same, my life to death sold.
When I stand, I sit, be there a purpose?
My life, to me a blessing or to me a curse?

But now I know the reason, that I doth breathe life,
I know why, I strive and persevere through all worldy strife...
T'is for Christ and his glory, that I breathe my each breath,
T'is for Christ and his kingdom, that I would not yet meet death.

T'is not in service, that I gain my joy,
T'is not in just worship that do I enjoy.
T'is not the word alone that runneth my cup over,
T'is not just in prayer, that my happiness is sure...

But it is on loving and being with my King,
That is all it takes to stir my heart to sing.
And that is what id missing, in so many a lonesome soul,
Ah... If they would just come to him, their joy would overflow...

So, Jesus, my Lord, never leave my side,
And towards your final glory, do I on your wings ride.
And I declare, I live for only one,
Jesus, you're my Lord, your glory shining like the sun...


Everyday, I get assaulted by mine and the enemies thoughts...

Why do I live? Where is the peace and joy of my life? Why is each moment on earth seemingly so painful?

And I just revert my eyes back onto Christ... It is He alone, that is the reason that I live... my joy cometh not in the reading of the bible, or in prayer, or in service... It comes from my faith and love in my living God and all of that is just the way I express it..

God... Never let me stop loving you... Please... Otherwise, there be nothing left to live for... Imay never get what I want on earth... But I have you... and I love you... Thus have I chosen... Thus shall I live...

I love you God...

No Wait too Long...

Lord, I long with desires that blossom deep inside,
Many so painful and yet the pain do I have to hide.
I long for something, with every breath of my soul,
That this desire constantly threaten to swallow me whole.

My thoughts, they rage, my emotions in civil war,
And though I try my best, it causes pain I can't ignore.
I fall down 'pon my face and let out a wrenching cry,
Then I whimper, with tears flowing and let out to God a sigh.

I have heard He is faithful and doeth all good things,
And joy may only come in total trust of him.
He is El Odam, the everlasting God,
The Jehovah Shalom, the peace for so long I have sought.

And so I trust in God, though in this life I may not see,
All that I desire, come finally to me.
But I wait in anticipation for that Final Day,
For heaven is my reward, if I live for him today.

And so I wait for my earthly desires, be it a day, a year, a life,
For only God knows if my desires be fulfilled if the time ever be rife.
For no wait be too long,
To know that in my Father's plan I belong.

Lord... Whenever I am down, the evil one knows exactly where to attack me...

Lord, waiting on you is so hard. But I look at all the other Christian saints, they too waited...
Frances Schaeffer waited 4 years. Jim Elliot waited 7 years. Many, Many others I can name waited...

Lord I do not care how long I have to wait, a day, a year, or even if my desire is never fulfilled on this earth (Perhaps it be my thorn?). For there is no wait that is too long, that I would rather be out of your plan... Not my will but thine Oh Lord!!! Thus is truly my cry.

You know that I have only one last strong earthly desire, and You know what that is...
And You know that my requirements be high because of the way I have chosen to live my life, totally dedicated to you. That desire must be totally surrendered, both by me and that desire itself if ever it shall be fulfilled. And thus of course do I pray for the fulfillment of my desire. But followed by a resounding, NOT MY WILL BUT THINE! For only you knwo if it may be fulfilled only in a matter of days, months, years or perhapos never.

For perfect me in my trust in you, that I may find true peace and joy and the loving arms my my Christ. For even as now I study the lives of the modern day saints, Lord, may I be like them, that when they came to know you, they can safely say, as Paul, t'is no longer I that liveth, but Christ that liveth in me...

For there is no cell nor member in my entire body, that can deny the truth and existence of Christ, and so for Him shall I live... And may I always do so...

In Christ Most precious name I pray,
Amen...

Thank you Lord, for Your Hesed... T'is that that keeps me going...


"我不在乎人生孤独，
我有耶稣爱我，耶稣于我同住。"
(Writing Chinese characters is really hard...)

My Strength...

Heavy burdens weigh in, as I run this lonesome race,
I cry, "When oh Lord, will someone come and match my pace?
When will someone join me, to fight the fight of faith,
To be my co-worker as we for lost souls raid?"

I am so burdened, seven days not enough for me,
My work overwhelming, my time is not free.
My mind, a whirlpool of things here and there,
My heart, a bleeding, from emotions and my cares.

But yet I would not trade this for anything,
For I am serving you, and so may I sing.
I have prayed for this day, when time be yours alone,
The world no longer holding, as I bow before your throne.

T'is joy in knowing, that by your strength I survive,
That only in my surrender and service can I say I am alive!
I depend upon your countenance for each day's joy and peace,
Only in communion with you doth my joy and peace increase.

And so I learn to trust, my Lord, my strength, my life,
Towards your throne, I let out a mighty sigh.
Picking up your cross, I stride along ahead,
Its burden light, for at the end you wait with arms spread.

Lord, thank you for lifting my spirits up a little... Just came back from ministering/fellowship with two brothers... Sigh... Lord, I needed that in some ways. Though now I may be at a loss, I yet have such a peace within me. Though many call me mad for what I am doing, I would not trade what I am doing now for any other life... But not my will but Thine...

"Greater love have no man than that he give his life for another."

And so I give my life for others... Not only in death, but in my present time, I give my all for the glory of Your kingdom God... May I learn to forsake even more...

And Lord, I pray raise up a helper for me, if it be in Your will... But not my will but Thine...

Raise up your army... Raise up co workers to strive with me for your glory...
Even if I may never see them, may more go out into the harvest...

In Christ most precious name, I draw strength from You once again...
Amen

Its getting MAD!!! (No Poetry)

Wahhh... Today, I cannot bring myself to write in literary prose... Just finished school. I realise how lost I am, yet for the first time in my life I am commited to studying for Christ...

My mind is really at a really really weak point. My studies, my christian commitments... Sigh... Just in about 2 hours I will be meeting two brothers one of whom I am discipling by going to their house and meeting even their parents who are quite against Christianity, esp. for the brother that I am discipling. So I his teacher will be going to meet his parents... And I have not prepared to minister to them, nor do I even feel up to it... Sigh... ADONAI!!! I call upon you in this name, because I cannot take much more alone, and yet I have only started. I need your spirit to help me, I am too weak...

And my emotions have been a roller coaster for the past 6 months... Sigh... Even now, I smile, only for God... T'is only in the arms of God that I may find peace... Otherwise my heart is in such a turmoil... And yet I spend each day laughing??? May I delight in you... Though I may not feel like it, may I continue in my effort to encourage and grow people towards you, for if I have not love, I have nothing... Help me still to love, even through sorrow and pain...

I remember before my army started I asked God, "So How?" He said prepare... I have a feeling now, 3 years down the road, it is time to prepare and also pick up my weapons and start fighting... I have never had a time like that... But I declare war with Jehovah Nissi as my banner, flying over my head... I will not let the enemy triumph over me, but i need you Lord...

In the past 6 months since returning from Brunei, you have led me through a roller coaster, I see now that that was part of your final preparations before what is happening now... May I never forget the lessons you have taught me then...

Especially that valuable lesson of communion and trust... I may never see victory in this world, but heaven waits before me, and in communion with Christ i may glimpse that heaven... And that alone is my only and main source of power and driving force... May it always be... For you know, that there is little on earth that truly may satiate me now Lord, I await death and eternal sanctuary...

Lord, this is a heartfelt cry from my heart,
" 我以后不在乎人生一个人走，
我眼中只有十字架， 我永不回头。
不管任和事，我对您的承诺不变，
可以投入您的怀抱，我就是等那一天."(Chinese Characters)

I live for Christ alone... May I remember all you have taught, especially, that joy that I may have in sorrow, that comes from the concious decision to place my trust in you. And may You be all that I need, and may You be all that I live...

I surrender...

There is Joy through Sorrow...

There are times on earth when all dun seem well,
We hide the pain in our hearts, so others cannot tell.
Yet the wrenching within tears within us an open wound,
And except for the pain, for all else there is no room.

Perhaps a love, you cannot fulfill?
Or a feeling of helplessness within that you cannot still?
Perhaps your family, somehow is wrong,
Or your friends, somehow you dun belong.

So much pain in this world, wherever you go,
How people make it through, I do not know.
But for me, I have Christ, and his ever-lasting love,
That though pain overwhelms, Him will I still serve.

For through it all, no matter what,
Real joy will always fill my heart.
As long as in everything big and small,
I learn to trust him and live by his call...

This is the crux of loving God... In the psalms, the psalmist oft presents first, his problem, then after that his concept of God... The thing is often, like the psalmist things happen to us that we believe should not especially if we are in the arms of God. What is happening around us comes into contrast with who we think God is. (E.G. God is peace, so we should have peace. God loves me, so I should always be happy.) Either that OR, we oursleves are lamenting over ourselves and the people around... We cannot understand why we feel a certain way and we lament over our own feelings...

But in the end, we must all end as the psalmist does, in trust of God.... That is where you will find the peace of Christ... At that final decision of trust in the plan of God, even if the remedy does not come during our lifetime... Place your eyes upon heaven and the eternal, that is the only place i can confirm you will not be disappointed...

So may we all come to trust him more and more...

Lord, You know that even as I strive to serve you more and more, yet there is so much sorrow in my heart... That Lord, there is pain there. Yet through it all I can find joy... Joy in you and through communion with you... Thank you Lord... I love you... And I will serve you through all the pain... For I know that eternity waits before me as my reward...

I live with the end in mind...

T'is God...

T'is God who rules the heavens with his mighty hand,
Yet He is personal and on him can I depend.
T'is God who rules my heart, with His soft, sweet touch.
And my life is His, my love is as such.

T'is God, who moves my hand, in written word or prose,
No glory for me in writing, for my words only God knows.
T'is God who helps me awake, every single morn,
It is He who heals me, when my heart is torn.

T'is God, who helps me speak, His Spirit in my words,
I speak only for him, for my words are not worth.
T'is God and God alone, to whom glory flows,
If I take any, I am not his friend but his foe.

And so wondrous God, Beyond all imagination,
Be in my heart, you are my salvation.
And all my sins, alone I cannot fight,
Will fade away to darkness when exposed to your light...

God, you are great beyond all imagination. You alone are the reason I live and can live. I remember once you put these words in my mouth to speak.

"The israelites, saw many wonders, in fact they saw wonders every day (manna from heaven) yet they complained... I too have seen many wonders, even being able to wake in the morning is a wonder... May i never complain..."

Yes Lord, may I never complain...

And change me Lord... I have so many pet sins in my heart and life... Change me...

- My pride
- My sloth (Inclusive of bad time management)
- My unwillingness to prepare either in study or in work for you as a result of my pride and
sloth...
- My abrasive attitude/ Lack of gentleness
- My lack of love
- My irritating lying tongue... (Almost forgot... How could I?)

Wahhhhh.... Can go on forever... But Lord, please help me deal with these first... May I truly live for you... Please Lord, I cannot fight them myself... Take them from me... Ever since my commitments have ramped up exponentially, so have my struggles with sins... Whatever be it Lord... Bring me through, I trust in you...

In Christ most precious name....
Amen.

T'is the time...

T'is the time to forsake my all,
To hearken to my God's call.
T'is the time to give your life,
Right here right now the time is right.

Open your ears and hear our God's cry,
To rally all christians to war by his side.
Though you may be weak or mature, young or old,
Our God is calling you, as the battle unfolds.

But yet so many are caught up in this world,
Oblivious or uncaring as the battle unfurls.
The enemies deception has clouded their eyes,
Their life not truly forsaken, from the world they have not died.

They spend their days in merrymaking,
All the while believing,
That they are christians and that God is their king.

I beseech you, oh friends, take look at your time,
Is it God's? or do you call it "mine".
Do you sharpen your weapons as you ready for war?
Or do you play the day away and believe that God will make you soar?

Do you work for a man's soul, the only thing which is eternal?
Or do you deign to see it burn in the everlasting inferno?
For though we strive for so many a long year,
If we change not a man's soul then our ministry be not sincere.

So join the clash and stand beside me,
Know that we are fighting, for others to be free.
And if we truly carry the banner of God into our fight,
Heaven is our reward and there we will live in his light.

Just gonna quote a song i once heard,

" I will rise and face the darkness,
I will shine his holy light,
I will live to love the hopeless,
I will lift the cross of Christ,
I will raise the flag of freedom,
For his blood is my defense.
He has called me, FOR A TIME SUCH AS THIS...
He has called me, FOR A TIME SUCH AS THIS..."

Sigh... School has started finally and at the same time my outside commitments are ramping up obscenely... Not that I am complaining...

I remember reading about Jim Elliot and I prayed, "God give me such a life." One where everything revolves around you and has your ultimate purpose in life... But i always wondered, 'How come he got so much things to do one ah? Where he get from?'... Ummm... Well... Now I guess i gotta thank you Lord... Now i also got a lot... So may I live my life as he did, with all things done with your glory in mind... For I know you are with me...

(P.S. The only thing i cannot follow Jim Elliot is say that girls are a distraction from my walk with God... hehehe... Of course, if God dun wanna give me one then I will still praise him... But i cannot like Jim swear off girls... haha)

Anyway... For all those who say that I am CRAZY to be doing so much... Ummm.. Well Hudson Taylor once said, "Dream big for our God is a BIG God..." and also " When you do anything for God, plan it such that it will not work without the help of God, that is where faith comes in."... I have total faith in God... (Or at least still praying)

Lord, I truly sacrifice all to you... When you say, greater love have no man than that he give his life for someone else. We always think only of death... Our life is our time, and death is only the dedication of future time to your cause... I give my life NOW, and therefore, give all my time NOW... For the furtherance of your Kingdom... I have no fear of little enjoyment or no social life/fun, for you alone are my refuge and blessed am I if i partake of your rest...

In Christ most precious name I pray,
Amen

ANOTHER COMMENT!

Wahaha... another 3 entries again today... thank you God for having blessed my hand and mind in such manner that I may have the joy of praising and honouring you in words... All Glory to God...

I would like to thank my main sponsor, GOD. To him all these poems/entries/thoughts belong...

(I wonder if anyone is actually gonna read all? :) Oh well, its all for God anyway...)

Trust...

A boy stood by the roadside, looking as lost as a sheep,
Day and night he was there, awake or asleep.
The dust from the road drifted in the air,
Now the boy stood dirty, but still without a care.

Rain or shine, in sickness or in health this boy would endure,
Not the elements nor diseases could make him insecure.
And all the while he stood with only one phrase on his lips,
"My daddy will come, my daddy will come! To take me on a trip!"

The passerbys out of kindness asked the boy to move on,
But for years the boy just sat there till he was seventy-one.
And all the while he endured, the mocking of people and of his heart,
Saying, "My daddy will come, My daddy will come, to come and pick me up!"

Till one day, this boy's health, could stand Father Time no more,
That day he finally lay down and closed his eyes upon the floor.
But as he closed his eyes, this words were all he said,
"My daddy has come, my daddy has come, to take my soul away..."

Oh Lord, when my heart in pain, cries out to want no more,
And I feel like giving up and not going on anymore.
Just let me trust and have strong faith in you,
To cling to your promises, for they are surely true.

For even if on this earth no blessing comes along,
And my heart grows burdened, and my faith no longer strong.
There is one single promise, that I cling to with my all,
That is heaven's waiting, and to there one day will I soar...

Lord, Paul said, only three thing matter, faith, hope and love...
And now I pray that thou shalt give me faith in abundance. Let me keep in mind the three names you revealed to Abraham, the father of faith, that I too may have faith in you...

Lord, I have preached and taught so many times about faith. It is second in line to my want for prayer. But yet Lord, I may say, but let it be so in me. May I be a man of faith, that would give his life for you...

"A Man with 100% faith in God, will gamble 100% on him" - Anonymous

Lord, to gamble 100% on you is to surrender. Help me surrender. Give me the faith to surrender. May I keep all that I have preached and taught close to my heart. That no matter how my heart squeal in pain, I shall still trust you as my only Lord and King... I love you...

True Virtue... (MUST READ!!!)

C.H. Spurgeon said this of Jesus regarding what Jesus first said when He hung on the cross.
('Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.')

"Our blessed redeemer persevered in prayer even when the cruel iron rent his nerves, and blow after blow of the hammer jarred his frame with anguish; And this perseverance may be accounted for by the fact that He was so in the habit of prayer that He could not cease from it;
He had acquired a mighty velocity of intercession which forbade him to pause. Those long nights upon the cold mountain side, those many days which had been spent in solitude, those perpetual ejaculations that he was wont to send up to heaven, all these had formed in him a habit so powerful that the severest torments could not stay its force. Yet it was more than habit. Our Lord was baptised in the spirit of prayer; He lived in it, it lived in Him. It had come to be an element of his nature.

He was like that precious spice, which, being bruised, doth not cease to give forth its perfume, but rather yieldeth it rather all the more abundantly because of the blows of the pestle, its fragrance being no outwards and superficial quality, but an inward virtue essential to nature, which the pounding of the mortar did but fetch from it, causing it to reveal its secret soul of witness.

Prayer enwrapped His very soul as with a garment, and His heart went forth in such array, I repeat it, let this be our example - never under any circumstances, however severe the trial, or depressing the difficulty, let us cease from prayer."

Amen Lord!
"Long as they live should christians pray, for only while they pray they live!"

Lord, even now as I equip myself to fight for you. Of all the skills and abilities you have deemed it worthy for me to pursue, I deem prayer as my Ultimate ability. I may command knowledge of Christian history and lore, Present day science and philosophy, even build towards better physical fitness... But all these though profitable will lose sight of the ultimate goal of the cross when without prayer.

It is the only skill essential to all. All other undertakings I deem as profitable towards the Kingdom of God. But Prayer I deem ESSENTIAL.

May I be as Jesus, as that wonderful spice that when I am broken I only reflect prayer more...
Even as I reach for my target of 3/4 hours a day... Help me Lord. For though I know that joy and peace shall be found in prayer, yet I need Your help to get there.

And May You raise up more desire for prayer within Your church, for truly a Christian's prayer life is one of the best indications of his commitment and if he truly trusts in You...

I pray for more prayer.
In Christ most precious name I pray,
Amen

Destroy me...

Lord, I am a weak man, whose heart pains much,
Not because I suffer, but to me a little pain feels large.
I am a sinner oft unrepentant,
so in need of the gentle Spirit's prompt,

I struggle with sin and the deep wounds of emotion,
Just barely oh Father, do I keep my sin from fruition.
But thus have you willed my life, that you would give me strength,
Just enough to overcome my willful bents.

But still I cannot stand my lofty longing heart,
And the struggles that take place within, that so much pain impart.
So I would have that you destroy my earthly wants,
Take away it all, that of me it no longer taunts.

But if these struggles and pains shall bring me to your truth,
Then send them fast and furious, while i still art a youth.
So many days oh Lord, I just long to end my life,
You are the reason I live, through each and everyday's strife.

Destroy me Lord! All that is not profitable,
Because to stem the tide of sin, I am no longer able.
I just cannot wait for that day when heaven's great reward,
Shall come upon me like a dove, and I can lay down my shield and sword.

So Father Lord, i beseech you now,
Let all that fills my hjeart be thou!
For without your aid, I am as good as done,
Without your aid, this race I cannot run!

Today I am feeling quite down and in a lot of struggling. Thank God for that avenue of rest called prayer.

For those that ask why my poems got so anguished ones... HEY!!! Even psalmist got laments. Cut me some slack, allow me mine... (Of course dun expect messianic psalms...)

Lord, I just cannot understand wha goes on inside. I am so weak Lord, even though the pain is not truly that large, yet to me it consumes me whole. Truly Lord, I am one of the weakest men there are, thank you for moulding me.

May I always remember Job's prayer, his prayer at the end of his suffering and he had seen you.
'I know that You can do all things; no plan of Yours can be thwarted.
You asked, 'Who is this that obscures my counsel without knowledge?'
Surely I spoke of things I do not understand,
Things too wonderful for me to know.
You said, "Listen now, and I will speak. I will question you and you shall answer me."
My ears had heard of You, but now i have seen You, therefore I despise myself and repent in dust and ashes.'

Yea Lord... T'is a prayer of a humble man that I speak now... I man who is humbled before you. I give everything. May you just last me these earthly years till i see you face to face...

My dream... To hear "Thou Art Good and Faithful Servant!"
For these words I will take all that will come and I forsake my life.

Let me pray...

Just a comment...

Hahaha... Three posts in one day... NEW RECORD!!!
Oh well. taking a one week sabbatical before school starts.
More Prayer + More meditation = More Poems!!!
HAHAHA!!!!... Dunno is that is such a good thing? :)

Will YOU live for Christ?

A devoted man of God, stands before the church at its pew,
He cries, 'My Jesus, He wants to use you!'
The people seated down feel shame within their hearts,
Yet still they are not willing to with God, do their part.

A great many people profess belief in Christ,
Yet how many, really, truly forsake their lives?
The call has resounded within each church's walls,
But yet so few willing to answer our God's call.

They say they will serve at a later date,
Or perhaps when our God has given them a mate.
They savour in a worship that is momentary and fleeting,
But yet in their lives they are not truly seeking!

Some so obsessed or fulfilled with service in the church,
That they miss the point and for lost souls they no longer search.
Some cry that man must ask, then they will join the fight,
For goodness sake, when you answer God call, by yourself you will rise with might!

So many let their little contributions cloud their bodily eyes,
They do not see that Jesus, He, called for our lives.
We talk of giftings, and what God wants us to do,
That is correct, but clearly he wants us to go and spread the truth!

Christ has called so many to do his work on earth,
But yet so few people will give him what he is worth.
So many say, I am already doing much,
With so much time spent enjoying, how can they say as such?

Do a serious search and see if you may claim,
That you spend more time in service and communion than in fun and games.
God is calling you, to give your life right now,
Not just belief, but that you would put your hand upon his plow.

And with my all I pray, raise an army Oh Lord,
For if all who profess belief go out, we will change the world.
So create revival, within your very church,
Raise up a generation who truly for lost sould search.

Lord, ignite the fires of all who profess belief in you.
C.H. Spurgeon once did a survey. Less than 70% of professing christians are truly saved. And this is an optimistic figure. Regardless of who, Pastors, worship leaders, elders, deacons, etc... Some would bring the number much lower to less than 50/40 %.

Oh God, there is no other quantifying measure of a Christian but that his life is yours. May I never lose sight of that. Continue to build within me the fruits of the spirit. You who started a work within me will be faithful to complete it... I cling on to that promise.

Even as I enter another place to continue my earthly duties, may I not be swayed by earthly pleasures. May I be as Jim Eliiot and hold still my vision upon only what is profitable to the Kingdom of God. So that I may be useful in whatever you may call me in the future. Fun may be had, but may I always put you first.

And raise up an army Oh Lord, to do your work. You told us to pray for harvesters, and so shall I. Jehovah Nissi, may I and all who are willing goto battle in your name.

'Some would live by the sound of church and chapel bell,
I would run a rescue mission a yard away from hell!' - Anonymous

Lord raise up the men to run your rescue missions... And may I be one of them....

Wo Wei Ni Er Huo (HANYU PINYIN)...

Quan shi jie wo dao ye yi jing fang qi,
Jiu shi wei le ning ye shu, wo cai huo xia qu.
Wo de ming cong jing yi hou sang shi jing ning shou zhong,
Ke yi wei ning er huo, wo wu fa er jue de guang rong.

Rang wo xin, xiang ning shao sang yi da ba huo,
Wo jue ting ken zhong ni, wo zhi dao mei you cuo.
Shi jie de mei yi jian shi, cong chi gen wo wu guan,
Wo wei le ni, gen shi jie de guan si zao yi jing duan.

Wo bu si han zhe ren sheng yi ge ren zou,
Wo zi neng kan dao shi zhi jia, yong yuan dou bu hui tou.
Wo zai ye bu guan xin ru he tong,
Ying wei ning de ping jing, ci zao hui tou ru wo de xiong.

Rang wo, yi sheng yi yi, zi neng kan dao ren sheng zhong dian,
Jiu zai na bian, wo zhi dao wo neng kan dao ni de lian.
Bu guan she shi, wo dui ning de cheng nuo bu pian,
Ke yi tou ru ning de huai bao, wo jiu shi deng na yi tian!

Zhe shou shi si wo zhai, yi ke, kuang ai ni de shi hou er xie de... Rang wo bu wang ji.

This is a poem I wrote when I was feeling deeply in love with my God emotionally. Till this day, I always value it as one of the poems closest to my heart. Whenever anything assails me, I remember this poem. Ironic is it not that God stirred my heart to write it in chinese? Haha... What a marvellous God he is.

This poem after writing it, I realised I could even meditate upon it, it is deeper than I thought it was... Thank you Holy Spirit, for this, one of my favourite poems. I praise your name for having allowed me the pleasure of this poem.

Wo Wei Ni Er Huo (Translation)

I have given up on every single bit of this world,
I live only, to see your plan unfurl.
From now on my life is solely in your hands,
It's my blessing to live for you and abide by your commands.

Let my heart burn for you, an enormous blazing fire,
I know I have not made the wrong choice, to be like you do I aspire.
All of this world, from this day have nothing to do with me,
For you oh Lord, have I long with this world disagree.

I don't really care that I walk alone,
I can only see the cross, I will never go back to my earthly home.
I do not care, when my heart gets depressed,
Sooner or later, your piece will again enter my breast.

Let me only see the end, as I run this earthly race,
For I know that at that point I can finally see your face.
No matter what, my promises to you I will not betray,
For to rest in your arms, I cannot wait for that day.

This is the English translation of my fave chinese poem. Thank you God, for even when I translate you still give me the words to write. You surpass all that I can understand or can create.

Lord, I live for you alone. May I never feel comfortable as long as I live on this earth. May I never speak of leaving my comfort zone, for may I never be comfortable except when I am with you. Even here in Singapore, may I remember that I am not to be comfortable, less I lose that vision of the cross... For I am comfortable only in your arms oh, My Lord (ADONAI - JEHOVAH!!!)

I give all I am again.

I Thank You LORD!

I could thank you, for the gifts that thou dost bestow upon me,
I could thank you oh Father, that You made the awesome sea.
I could thank you my Jesus, that you sustain my life,
I could thank you my Lord, that you are with me through my strife.

But I thank You oh King, for what you simply are,
For that my heart sings when near or from far.
For thy alone art my praise, and the reason that I live,
Because of who you are my life I wholly give.

El Elyon, Possesor of all earthly things,
Because of this my God, through poverty can I sing.

El Shaddai, Able to do all,
So unworthy though I may be, I will answer your call.

Jehovah Nissi, My banner lifted high,
I carry your name into war, you are my battle-cry.

Jehovah Tsebaioth, The Lord of all Hosts,
Because of this I will never fear my foes.

Jehovah Tsidkenu, My righteousness revealed,
That when I stand before you, my future in your arms sealed.

Jehovah Mekkadishkem, Sanctifier of my soul,
Lord, slowly make me perfect, Lord Slowly make me whole.

Jehovah Makkeh, The God who smites,
That you will deal with those wicked in your sight.

Jehovah Shalom, My peace within,
This name I call everyday as I struggle with my sin.

Jehovah Hossenu, The maker of all there is,
I do not question him, for all on earth is his.

El Odam, the everlasting God,
You are the same today tomorrow, no matter when you're sought.

Jehovah Elohccnu, The holy holy one,
That you may shine in the darkness stronger than the sun.

And so Lord, I worship and praise your very awesome name,
For today tomorrow you are always the same.
And overall I pray and love my creator,
Simply just because he is the one and only 'Jah'.

Yes, Lord. In the psalms, most worship is offered unto you, not because of what you have done for the psalmist. But because of who you are and what you will do in the future. And in that I praise you name. I call upon your name and worship it with all my heart. I thank you simply for who you are not what i believe you will do for I cannot fathom your plan. Thank you Lord, for simply being Lord.

I worship you, from the depths of my heart. Not a felt worship, for just some moments. Not a worship in my mind. But the only true and worth worship. A worship with my life.

I love you God.

St. Peter (The Rock)

A man like any other, impulsive in all his ways,
Fueled by emotion he said he'd follow Christ all his days.
Many times he dedicated his very all to his Lord,
That Christ himself called and named him 'The Rock".

But yet betrayer was he, not less then him named Judas,
Rejection did he proclaim, in Christ he did not trust.
But unlike that great betrayer, repentance did he embrace,
And knew from that day, that he was saved by our saviour's grace.

And though his path still rocky, though he saw a risen Christ,
In the end he laid aside his Jewish heritage, and gave up his very life.
Antioch, Rome, Babylon, Britain, where he preached his saviour slain
He travailed the world to of this news proclaim.

Till Rome he reached and he faced that evil Nero's wrath,
The Tullian Keep his home for nine months in iron cuff.
That place reknown as the worst of Roman tortures,
But burn within him a flame for Christ, that he converted all his captors.

And remorse in his heart remained till that fateful day,
That he proclaimed that he be not worthy to die in his Saviour's way.
Crucified he was, to on that cross suffer and bleed,
His cross was overturned for he deemed himself unworthy.

Here is the story of another man I admire. Oh Lord, how typical Peter was.

A man impulsive who claimed at every opportunity that he would follow you. But yet when testing came, in fear he flew.

But yet Lord, you impressed upon him his sins and changed him, that in the end you made him give up even his Jewish prejudices, that he took his wife and went to Babylon, Rome, Britain, Antioch and so many other places.

And even in his last days, he honoured you, when he was thrown into the Tullian Keep/Mamertine/Gemonium to suffer tortures unspeakable, the fire within him burned for you that he brought his captors to Christ. And that when he died, he proclaimed himself unworthy to die in the same way as you my Lord, and chose to be crucified upside down...

Oh Lord, that you would mould me into a man like him. Turn my momentary passions into lifelong commitments and work for your kingdom. Do whatever it takes, that I may be ever aware of my previous rejection of you and my dependance on you and you alone.

That you would turn my impulsiveness and aggressiveness into gentleness and sensitivity... And that I would see heaven as my reward such that even when Peter saw his wife being matyred, he rejoiced and shouted. "O thou remember the Lord!"

Lord, teach me, In Christ most precious name I pray,
Amen

My Driving Force...

T'is world shall I pass through, for many more a year,
To work and to play, to laugh and to tear.
And for all these years, I drive myself forward,
With only one goal that I work towards.

Some are driven by money, and things that they own,
But t'is not eternal and when we die they are gone...
Some are driven by friends, and the companionship they bring,
But no friend truly knows and understands your heart within.

But I strive, each day, and put my best in all,
For one thing aalone, for I heard my God's call!
To pick up my cross and to give my life,
To accept that life on this earth is ridden with strife.

And so when I fall and experience much hurt,
I look back at the cross and remember what I heard.
That even in pain and suffering untold,
Jesus said, "Forgive these children, they do not know".

And so I live my life for the cross alone,
It is my driving force, for my sins it atoned.
I focus my heart upon that lonesome cross,
And I take up the burden to seek and save the lost.

Lord, I live for you alone. I pick up the cross and I will fight your war. Renew in me the strength to continue for you please. I love you and you alone. Help please. May all that fills my heart be the cross.

Not as an idol but as the symbol of love you have for me. That upon that cross you died. And may my old self too continue to die even as it writhes in agony upon that cross.

I love you lord.
In Christ most precious name I pray,
Amen.