Worthy of My Song

I’m gonna sing ’til my heart starts changing
Oh, I’m gonna worship ’til I mean every word
‘Cause the way I feel and the fear I’m facing
Doesn’t change who You are or what You deserve

I give You my worship
You still deserve it
You’re worthy, You’re worthy
You’re worthy of my song
I’ll pour out Your praises
In blessing and breaking
You’re worthy, You’re worthy
You’re worthy of my song

Yes You are, yes You are, Jesus
You’re worthy

I’m gonna live like my King is risen
Gonna preach to my soul that You’ve already won
And even though I can’t see it, I’m gonna keep believing
That every promise You make is as good as done

I give You my worship
You still deserve it
You’re worthy, You’re worthy
You’re worthy of my song
I’ll pour out Your praises
In blessing and breaking
You’re worthy, You’re worthy
Jesus, You’re worthy of my song

You’re worthy, You’re worthy
Jesus, You’re worthy of my song
You’re worthy, oh, You’re worthy

When I sat by that hospital bed, You were worthy
And she could barely lift her head, You were worthy
After all those tears were shed, You were worthy
I’ll never stop singing Your praise
I’ll never stop singing Your praise

And in the blessing, in the pain, You are worthy
Whether You say yes or no or wait, You are worthy
Through it all, I choose to say, “You are worthy”
I’ll never stop singing Your praise
No, I’ll never stop singing Your praise

And when I finally see Your face, I’ll cry worthy
And when You wipe these tears away, I’ll cry worthy
Above every other name, You are worthy
I’ll never stop singing Your praise
No, I’ll never stop singing Your praise
I’ll never stop singing Your praise
I’ll never stop singing Your praise

I give You my worship
‘Cause You still deserve it
You’re worthy, You’re worthy
Jesus, You’re worthy of my song
I’ll pour out Your praises
In blessing and breaking
You’re worthy, You’re worthy
Jesus, You’re Worthy of my song

You’re worthy, You’re worthy
Jesus, You’re worthy of my song
You’re worthy, You’re worthy
Forever You’re worthy of my song
You’re worthy, You’re worthy
Jesus, You’re worthy of my song
You’re worthy, oh, You’re worthy

And when I finally see Your face, I’ll cry worthy
And when You wipe these tears away, I’ll cry worthy
Above every other name, You are worthy
I’ll never stop singing, Your praise
No, I’ll never stop singing Your praise
I’ll never stop singing

I’ll never stop singing Your praise
I’ll never stop singing Your praise
You’re worthy, You are worthy

Hello Iha

Hello iha (young lady)! Belated Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! Hoping that you had a great celebration! Also, your birthday is near 😊🙏 what’s the update about you? When are you coming back?

I met this kuya (older guy) in church just a couple of weeks before I left last June and he has this knack of messaging me out of the blue to check on me. Such a small gesture but one that is always timely and impactful; to think that I have only known him for a short period and he even took note of my birthday. He’s married with grown-up children so I guess it’s also a dad thing?

Of course, he has no idea about the gravity of my situation — he’s part of the outer layer of folks whom I only plan on informing when everything has been sorted out — so it is extra comforting to know that someone as clueless as him remembers me and is awaiting my return.

Random occurrences like these — along with the more prevailing fact that the inner core of people who know the full story have not given up until now — are more than enough reasons to keep going even when this has taken painfully longer than hoped for.

Meant For Me

@morganharpernichols

It May Take A While But What’s Meant For You Will Always Find Its Way To You

It may take months or years but what’s meant for you will always find its way to you.

It may take a lot of patience, a lot of overcoming challenges, a lot of moments of despair and a lot of heartbreaks, but what’s meant for you will always be worth the wait.

It may require an exorbitant dose of strength and resilience but eventually what’s meant for you will come when you’re ready to appreciate every little bit of it. It will make sense. It will make the painful years a little easier to swallow. It will make the journey a little sweeter to look back on.

Every challenge, every heartbreak, every setback is meant to get us closer to what’s truly meant for us because God doesn’t make us suffer for no good reason. God doesn’t take away blessings from us unless he knows it’s not going to bless us in the future. While we may never know why God does things a certain way or why he chooses to teach us some hard lessons, we have to believe that it’s all part of a bigger plan.

We may not see or understand the whole picture now, but when it’s done, we will understand that every stroke had a purpose, we’ll see how every little dot came together to create something meaningful, something worth looking at, something worth remembering.

It may take a while but what’s meant for you will not mistakenly be given to someone else. God doesn’t miss any targets. God doesn’t give someone else your piece of the cake. So rest assured, that if something is meant for you, even if the whole world is competing for it, it will be yours and yours only.

And I think that’s the beauty of faith, knowing that after everything you’ve been through, there will be a reward. Whether it’s what you wished for or something better. Whether it’s what you’ve been waiting for or something beyond your wildest dreams.

God is full of surprises and miracles. Maybe his timing doesn’t always align with ours and maybe his plans for us are nothing like the ones we planned for ourselves but it’s reassuring to know that at the end of it all, what’s meant for us will be ours, maybe we’ll stumble upon it, maybe it will find us, maybe it will require us to fight a few more battles, but it helps to know that once everything falls into place, what’s meant for us will not be taken away from us. What’s meant for us will always stay, despite all challenges, despite all difficulties and despite all opposition.

Rania Naim

It might be painful and arduous but time does serve as a great filter for what’s meant for me and what’s not. I have observed through years and circumstances that the right things have their way of staying put or following me, while the wrong ones always just seem to elude, evade, and escape.

I found You in the middle of my mess
You had been there all along
Open arms and open heart
You called me in
You didn’t hesitate at all
And the lies I once believed
They crumble
With the weight of Your truth
And the fear that gripped my heart
Is arrested
So that I can see You
When I only see in part
I will prophesy Your promise
I believe You, God
‘Cause You finish what You start
I will trust You in the process
I believe You, God

You set a table in the middle of my war
You knew the outcome of it all
When what I faced looked like it would never end
You said, “Watch the giants fall”

And the lies I once believed
They crumble
At the weight of Your truth
And the fear that gripped my heart
Is arrested
So that I can see You
When I only see in part
I will prophesy Your promise
I believe You, God
‘Cause You finish what You start
I will trust You in the process
I believe You, God
And when I only see in part
I will prophesy Your promise
I believe You, God
‘Cause You finish what You start
I will trust You in the process
I believe You, God
Fear can go to hell
Shame can go there too
I know whose I am
God, I belong to You
Fear can go to hell
Shame can go there too
I know whose I am
God, I belong to You
Fear can go to hell
Shame can go there too
I know whose I am
I belong to You
Fear can go to hell
Shame can go there too
I know whose I am
I belong to You
I belong

When I only see in part
I will prophesy Your promise
I believe You, God
‘Cause You finish what You start
I will trust You in the process
I believe You

When I only see in part
I will prophesy Your promise
I believe You, God
‘Cause You finish what You start
I will trust You in the process
I believe You, God

Taking A Stab At Acting

It never fails. Each time I watch a masterful stage production, I always end up wishing I had gone to theater school. I can dance (have been since I was nine) and I can sing (not just in the shower, mind you) but acting appears to be a completely foreign world altogether, a far-off fantasy to me. Of course, the last time I watched a play was more than a couple of years ago and back then, life as I knew it had been fairly comfortable, with the limited selection of experiences mostly leaning to the positive end and hence, the ‘feels’ were not as varied.

Now, any theater fan with a basic understanding of life onstage knows that a foundational technique of the most effective actors is called emotional recall. It is the practice of recalling a real and personal memory that is relevant to what one’s character is going through in order to help the actor understand, empathize, and live in the moment for any given scene. Emotional recall differentiates ‘acting from the head’ with ‘acting from the body,’ the latter being the approach that brings in better creative expression and a more embodied storytelling. It is in tandem with sense memory, another technique that recalls all the sensory stimulations of a relevant experience, drawing what was seen, smelt, heard, tasted, touched, or felt at that past moment and using these to better depict real life onstage.

All these recent pain and heartbreak have presented me with a rich repository of memories to draw from — that I could actually do well in case I do take a stab at my unrealized fantasies for theater. The intensity and freshness of these dark and heavy emotions may even earn me a role in a drama — a welcome change from the usual feel-good and comedic plots that my life has taken on for the most part.

I know, I know, this is a screenplay but you get my point — Ilsa’s role will be easy-peasy right now

I honestly have no idea how much longer this hurt-filled chapter will pan out and what other profound emotions are waiting to be discovered and felt until it passes. But yeah, I guess the only choice I have is to face them one by one, to feel them in all their fullness, squeeze out the memories and stimulations in the hopes that someday, I might find them useful in an acting class — or real life in general.

26 And the Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness. For example, we don’t know what God wants us to pray for. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words. 27 And the Father who knows all hearts knows what the Spirit is saying, for the Spirit pleads for us believers[l] in harmony with God’s own will. 28 And we know that God causes everything to work together[m] for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them. 29 For God knew his people in advance, and he chose them to become like his Son, so that his Son would be the firstborn[n] among many brothers and sisters. 30 And having chosen them, he called them to come to him. And having called them, he gave them right standing with himself. And having given them right standing, he gave them his glory.

Nothing Can Separate Us from God’s Love

31 What shall we say about such wonderful things as these? If God is for us, who can ever be against us? 

Romans 8:31 NLT

32 Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won’t he also give us everything else? 33 Who dares accuse us whom God has chosen for his own? No one—for God himself has given us right standing with himself. 34 Who then will condemn us? No one—for Christ Jesus died for us and was raised to life for us, and he is sitting in the place of honor at God’s right hand, pleading for us.

35 Can anything ever separate us from Christ’s love? Does it mean he no longer loves us if we have trouble or calamity, or are persecuted, or hungry, or destitute, or in danger, or threatened with death? 36 (As the Scriptures say, “For your sake we are killed every day; we are being slaughtered like sheep.”[o]) 37 No, despite all these things, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ, who loved us.

38 And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,[p] neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. 39 No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.

I've read these words a hundred times before but never did they resonate as much as they did today. ㅜ_ㅜ
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