Narnia 2

When your heart detaches from your hands,

you are no longer a complete being.

Your internal disunity denounces you as one.

When you live in a place you do not belong,

and your search for it has not even began,

where would you call home?

When the life of fantasy and adventure that you can only dream of

detaches you further from everything around you,

would you cease dreaming?

When His grace, mercy and blessings

shield you from the pain of reality,

would you ask for less?

Anyway, if you have watched Narnia, please let me know what you think of it. If not, hopefully this song may urge you to.

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Epicenter

Not intending to pretend that everything is alright. In fact, my heart has been grieving and mourning. The news gets more difficult to read by hour. Updates with an ever-increasing toll isn't uplifting. If it's not because i'm in office, tears would have flooded my eyes. Of course, i'm enjoying every blessing He has thrown in every now and then. But they never last. Day has been short. Night rules within.

I do not complain of Your ways, nor do i have the right to.
But nevertheless i cannot come close to comprehension.
If it's a lesson to be learnt, why charge unbearably?
While i'm far away from the epicenter of grievances, You were right there from the beginning.
Your mourning exceeds the sum of every mourning soul. What is mine compared to yours then ~
Perhaps the very thing that depresses me the most is my incapability to do more.
Perhaps the time will come.
Or perhaps i'm just too weak to be of any use to You.

To every rescuers and relief aiders:
Your eyes may blur, your fingers numb and your feet swollen. But let not your strength die, your light dim and your heart fades.

To everyone else:
Support them.

Fountain

I have plunged beneath that flood. Have you?

Artist: 4 Him
Song: There is a fountain
Album: Hymns: A Place Of Worship



There is a fountain filled with blood

Drawn from Emmanuel's veins
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains

The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day
And there may I, though vile as he
Wash all my sins away
Wash all my sins away
Wash all my sins away
And there may I, though vile as he
Wash all my sins away

Ever since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be till I die
And shall be till I die
And shall be till I die
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be till I die
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains

Extended Verses:

Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
shall never lose its power
till all the ransomed church of God
be saved, to sin no more.
Be saved, to sin no more,
be saved, to sin no more;
till all the ransomed church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.

Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing thy power to save,
when this poor lisping, stammering tongue
lies silent in the grave.
Lies silent in the grave,
lies silent in the grave;
when this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.