Before the throne

Before the throne of God above

I have a strong, a perfect plea

a great High Priest whose name is Love

who ever lives and pleads for me

My name is graven on His hands

My name is written on His heart

I know that while in heav'n He stands

no tongue can bid me thence depart

When Satan tempts me to despair

and tells me of the guilt within 

upward I look and see Him there

who made and end of all my sin

Because a sinless Saviour died

My sinful soul is counted free

For God the Just is satisfied

to look on Him and pardon me

Behold Him there the risen Lamb

My perfect spotless righteousness

the great unchangeable I Am

the King of Glory and of Grace

One in Himself I cannot die

my soul is purchased with His blood

My life is hid with Christ on High

with Christ my Saviour and my God

i wish there'd be more *GOOD* remakes of hymns.

too many fruitless hours in the ACS(I) chapel coupled with an immature mind to comprehend the lyrics I now find 'high class' and 'arty farty' but generally really beautiful and poetic.

and it rhymes!

yomama

YOMAMA SKIN SO BAD SHE GAVE FREDDY KREUGER NIGHTMARES

sorry just had to let it out. dunno why i suddenly thought of this in the shower 2 days ago.

another sidenote: Wawa pissed on my mum's bed. more specifically, the blanket. the funny thing is that my dad didn't even scold wawa at all, but immediately remarked that my mom must have treated wawa badly(which isn't exactly true, she just doesn't treat wawa as good as the rest of us do). 

this is so remarkable. wawa throwing tantrums and bringing 'piss off' to a whole new and much more literal level.

laxatives

what do certain people and laxatives have in common? they irritate the s**t out of you. 

this past week has been rather horrible as far as my mood has been concerned. perhaps most of it came from continuously thinking of things said at my expense. and i know how some people are gonna say i'm too sensitive, but honestly sensitivity and maturity is needed on their part as well. 

when i'm annoyed i'll voice it out to someone else in a joking manner.

when i'm really annoyed i'll shut up and sit out. 

i'm annoyed now, but it's ebbing. 

i'm desperate too. WHERE ARE ALL THE PRETTY GIRLS??? DEFINITELY NOT NEAR ME AND NOT TALKING TO ME! 

a day in the life of the Tan family's chihuahua

6am: wake son up to open the door
6.05am:bug the father for breakfast
6.15am: scratch at son's door to be carried in and go back to sleep on son's bed(now that the son has found work, daughter takes place, if not, go to own bed and sleep)
6.20am-12pm: sleep/keep low profile lest grandma scolds for absolutely no reason at all
12pm: bug anyone and everyone for extra lunch
1pm: back to afternoon nap in own bed
6.30pm: greet son when he comes back from work, follow son around until father and mother arrive
7.30pm: greet father and mother. remember to treat father badly by barking very loudly
7.30pm: bug people for extra dinner. father is most likely to relent, followed by son, then grandmother.
8pm: dash upstairs and proceed to bark madly at father again. exercise a bit by playing catching with anyone who will play(usually the father)
10pm: start bugging son to open door. must be carried in by son so as to maintain high level of class and respect.
11pm: sleep on son's bed. walk over son a few times to make sure he does not go to sleep peacefully.

this is so provoking

how their smiles can bring tears

and we shouldn't keep it inside or forget about it. 

David Crowder Band - Surely we can change

And the problem is this
We were bought with a kiss
But the cheek still turned
Even when it wasn't hit

And I don't know
What to do with a love like that
And I don't know
How to be a love like that

When all the love in the world
Is right here among us
And hatred too
And so we must choose
What our hands will do

Where there is pain
Let there be grace
Where there is suffering
Bring serenity
For those afraid
Help them be brave
Where there is misery
Bring expectancy
And surely we can change
Surely we can change
Something

And the problem it seems
Is with you and me
Not the Love who came
To repair everything

Where there is pain
Let us bring grace
Where there is suffering
Bring serenity
For those afraid
Let us be brave
Where there is misery
Let us bring them relief
And surely we can change
Surely we can change
Oh surely we can change
Something

Oh, the world's about to change
The whole world's about to change

But let the cross draw men to You

now this is some R & B that I like

quite an old song, but this is one of those reminders that show me how dynamic and ALIVE God's love is. that from time to time i am still amazed by Jesus' words.

All for love a Saviour prayed

'so Abba Father, have Your way

though they know not what they do

but let the cross draw Man to You

to You

to You

to You'

how timely, that Good Friday is around the corner.

and it's so ironic, that on Good Friday a good man died for the bad ones. 

we wouldn't say it's good unless we were the bad ones, would we? 

it's still so amazing, so unresolved, this love that God has for us.

unresolved, because i hope to never ever come to a conclusion about it

that it'd remain a mystery to me.