Shine for my Saviour...

Monday, September 21, 2009

more of You.. :)

In this dry and weary land
my eyes grow dim I can not stand without you
My heart aches my body longs
I cry to you restore my song again, again


How can I find you Lord
Your all that I adore
my soul is thirty for waters life rivers of joy
I’ve tasted and I’ve seen
there is no one else come now and hear my plea
for more of you I need more of You

Have we reached the end of me
I turn away from everything but you God
Who on earth can satisfy
its You I need my very breathe of life,
You are life


How can I find you Lord
Your all that I adore
my soul is thirty for waters life rivers of joy
I’ve tasted and I’ve seen
there is no one else come now and hear my plea
for more of you I need more of You


More of your power and more of your spirit
more of your love in my life
More of your passion and more of your vision
teach me to see through your eyes


More of You Jesus
and less of me..

Friday, September 4, 2009

The Bride and Bridegroom.


There was once a man who pledged his dearest
faith to a maiden, beautiful and true. For a time all passed pleasantly, and the
maiden lived in happiness. But then the man was called from her side, he left
her; long she waited, but he did not return.

Friends pitied her and rivals mocked her; tauntingly they pointed at her, and
said, "He has left thee; he will never come back." The maiden sought her
chamber, and read in secret the letters which her lever had written to her, the
letters in which he promised to be ever faithful, ever true. Weeping she read
them, but they brought comfort to her heart; she dried her eyes and doubted
not.

A joyous day dawned for her; the man she loved returned, and when he
learned that others had doubted and asked her how she had preserved her faith,
she showed his letters to him, declaring her eternal trust.
Israel, in misery and captivity, was mocked by the nations; her hopes of redemption were made a
laughing-stock; her sages scoffed at; her holy men derided. Into her synagogues,
into her schools went Israel; she read the letters which her God had written,
and believed in the holy promises which they contained.

God will in time redeem her; and when He says:
"How could you alone be faithful of all the mocking nations?"

She will point to the law and answer:
"Had not Thy law been my delight, I should long since have perished in my affliction" (Psalm 119).





i just love this chapter in the Talmud...