A good friend of mine is one incredible drummer and not so long ago, he started writing songs.
On March 15th, at exactly 1.30pm, he was looking for a muse; fresh inspiration to write about. A day and 3 hours afterwards, there was still no response.
Being the kind, awesome and helpful person that I am, it was only natural that I do what I did: I offered up myself as an object of his muse.
Look at and listen to what he came up with.
Alwyn Wan, THANK YOU for bravely accepting my challenge and coming up with such nice words. :) See you soon.
Song title: "OK, Melissa?" {Verse 1} Here is a song written for you as requested by you on facebook I don't know what to sing about I guess I'll sing what I know of
You are a blogger and a singer Writing your passion on the internet Someday you'll be a pastor Preaching and singing the word of God
{Chorus} God bless you and your family As you walk in His way Study well yea? So you'll come back to Penang and pay my rent The song will cost you only 100 bucks You can't pay by credit card I'll only accept cash in hand and hard cheque, Ok, Melissa?
{Verse 2} Second verse I'll sing a short one How do you like the song so far?
I had a couple of hours to spare at uni today. I roamed the library, on a quest for the best (read: well-lit, overlooking a great view and welcoming) spot in the house.
I found it on the 3rd floor.
I got a decent overview of greens (and cars), and it was perfect to curl up with a book for a few hours (4 hours to be exact).
I am calling dibs on the above spot for the remaining semesters.
Sitting with both my legs crossed and up on my chilli red chair, I smile contentedly. Days like these have gone by and I am deeply grateful for them.
It has been a little over a month since The Big Move.
His grace has been more than enough for me, His joy has been my strength. I now learn to reflect on purpose of my day and it invokes increased awareness of His precious love for me.
It is the most joyous feeling, ever.
I feel like I am in a deep river right now, a stone settled under the waters; being smoothed and gently crafted into a pebble. All my rough edges being tenderly refined; washed over by His strong currents of love.
Thankfulness and gratitude overwhelm me. I am greeted with kisses from heaven each day, right on my forehead. I am embraced in the sweet arms of a loving Father. He draws me closer and closer to Him, I pour out my heart to Him; raw and honest, completely and totally.
For the past couple of days, news of the tragedy that struck Japan had taken its’ toll on me. I was devastated over all the precious lives lost. I cried and wept before God, pleaded for His mercy and asked for His forgiveness on behalf of the nation.
In the midst of all the sadness and confusion, where hope seems desolate and the fear of tomorrow creeps in, one thing stands firm and remains eternal: HE is Hope. When we do not see, where our natural understanding fails to comprehend, His supernatural hand and power is at work.
It reminds us that the clock IS ticking, time is short and there are so many souls who have yet to hear the name of Jesus.
It reminds us all again that worship is a life that is poured out in obedience to God, a sacrifice offered up that pleases Him.
Live your lives for His gain, for the glory of His name, for the building up of His kingdom, for the lives of others. Most importantly, draw near to Him.
Life hits you with some curveballs every now and then, when you least expect them.
Elaborate arrangements could be done, anticipation and hope could have been built, but it doesn’t really matter, because you still get hit every now and then.
It is part of growing up. It is a prerequisite for maturity.
Perspective is essential. It is seen in the way we react.
Proverbs 15:1 says, “A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.”
He knows, He knows how I felt. He knows how we all feel.
He saw the tears that were pooling in my eyes; He was with me when they trickled down my face. He listened as I choked back my tears and spoke words of peace.
I didn’t know that I had it in me to react that way. And, I realised, it wasn’t me. It’s Him.
In the midst of the disappointment and tears, I smiled in my heart. I knew that something was at work within me – Peace, Joy, Love. None of which was my concoction of Happy Juice to run through my veins, He did it.
I lifted my face to heaven and smile.
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My beloved family, see you in 2 weeks’ time. I love all of you.
I am silent and quiet, waiting and seeking. It is not emptiness that I am feeling, but more of silence. The irony of it all is that the silence is deafening.
I know with my whole being that I am in the right place, I know with patient hope that all the pieces will come to fit perfectly one day. I know that He makes all things beautiful in His time.
Yet, my soul is restless. I pine and long.
Part of me just wants to give it all up and run away, hide under the covers or be heaped under the weight of something else. Anything, but this.
However, another part of me knows that He is there. It doesn’t feel like a mighty rushing wind or consuming fire. It’s a gentle, reassuring, barely there presence.
Something in my soul tells me that God is speaking to me. He is sealing up the past and He is weaving the present to make way for the future.
Every inch of my being is crying out for answers, asking for clear directions and seeking for more of Him; to try and gain understanding, to hold onto something known and seen.
He chooses to stay silent, He chooses to let me freefall into the unknown.
I know that what He has in store for me is worth waiting for, worth hoping for, worth staying in light for and worth toughing it out for.
I opened up my Bible after having a good cry, and found Him speaking to the very depths of my heart.
“Find rest, O my soul, in God alone, my hope comes from Him He alone is my rock and my salvation; He is my fortress, I will not be shaken My salvation and my honour depend on God; He is my mighty rock, my refuge Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to Him, for God is our refuge.”
(Psalm 62:5-8)
I then realised this: I might feel lonely, but I am certainly not alone.
Allowed tenderly to bubble and boil, simmer and froth for an hour, and it was absolute perfection; the carrots were soft and sweet, the 'tatoes were tender and the onions melted into the broth.
Remember I talked about his touching story and awesome voice {here}?
Well, it’s too bad that he got booted off American Idol, not making it into the Top 24. However, I recently found out that he released his debut single online.
Beautiful, beautiful ballad.
What Are Words
{Verse}
Anywhere you are, I am near
Anywhere you go, I'll be there
Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see
How every single promise I keep
‘Cause what kind of guy would I be
If I was to leave when you need me most
{Chorus}
What are words
If you really don't mean them
When you say them
What are words
If they're only for good times
Then they don't
When it's love
Yeah, you say them out loud
Those words, they never go away
They live on, even when we're gone
{Verse 2}
And I know an angel was sent just for me
And I know I'm meant to be where I am
And I'm gonna be
Standing right beside her tonight
And I'm gonna be by your side
I would never leave when she needs me most
{Verse 3}
Anywhere you are, I am near
Anywhere you go, I'll be there
And I'm gonna be here forever more
Every single promise I keep
'Cause what kind of guy would I be
If I was to leave when you need me most
{Ending} I'm forever keeping my angel close
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“What are words if you don’t really mean them when you say them, What are words if they’re only for good times, then they don’t”
I said this in one of my entries, “The true purpose of words is to be an expression of the heart, enriching lives and touching hearts.”
I’ve learnt this, and I remind myself of this lesson every day – “It’s better to have a heart without words, than words without heart.”
"The heart of worship is not exclusively reserved for those who are affiliated with the Praise and Worship ministry. The heart of worship is the condition of heart that EVERY believer should have."
