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Silenced

I gaze in awe of Your work, This morning I am silenced. There is not a word that I can think, To describe the beauty of Your creation. So in silence I closed my eyes, In awe I stood still. You made the birds sing to each other, They are singing the wonders of Your hands. They sing of Your love for them, They sing with gratitude for You clothed them, They sing with gladness for You fed them. They sing with joy for You lifted them up, As they stretch out their wings and soar. Father, make me sing for You alone, For You who lacks nothing and provides everything. I have nothing to offer You, This is me, and if You accept me, I can't find a reason to reject, This wonderful work of Your hands. Joash Mock Kar Wai 8 July 2012 Camp Cameron

Running Ahead

You are the Father of a newborn baby, A baby born ignorant and childish. You brought me out to green pasture, And You teach me how to walk. You put me on the grass, And my feet taste of its dew. I'm filled with joy, But my feet is weak. I'm too excited that I shake loose Your hands, And I fell face down, mud smudged my face. But You ran after me, And with a gentle hand You picked me up. You wiped off the tears on my face, Tears that turn brown, mixed with mud. You blew off the sand in my eyes, And I can see again. You lead me with Your warm and strong arms, With joy I took my childish steps. One step at a time You guide me, One leap You would lift me. I give You glory, for every leap that I make, Is not done without Your lifting hands. I give Your praise, for every stop that I take, Is not taken without Your fortress-like arms. Father You place rewards before me, And You lead me towards them. I'm sorry that sometimes I shake off Your h