My Life, Your Story.

When the music fades
All is stripped away
And I simply come
Longing just to bring something that's of worth
That will bless Your heart

I'll bring You more than a song
For a song in itself
Is not what you have required

You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart

I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about You
It's all about you, Jesus
I'm sorry, Lord, for the thing I've made it
When it's all about You
It's all about you, Jesus

King of endless worth
No one could express
How much You deserve
And through all these years
All I have is Yours
Every single breath

I've forgetten how much You have blessed me...
I've forgetten to give thanks to You in every single thing..
I've forgetten so much...

I've forgetten it's all about You...

There's this from cg last week that struck me:
If we are so sure that God is real & He really exist, then why do we sometimes behave as if He's not looking? Why do we talk as if He's not listening? If we are so sure He's real, then why can't we simply trust His word?

I was tired for the past few weeks.. tired of everything.. tired of relying on my own strength.. tired of trying & keep failing.. Probably im one of those that wat Pst said yestd.. One with thin skin & a thick heart..

The moment we act upon the negative motivation of fear, we strengthen that fear.

But i know i can't go lower than this.

DON'T STOP.
I tell myself.

It's ok if the pace's slower.

JUST CONTINUE WALKING.

Your light shines even brighter in my darkness too.

I've forgotten how much i miss You.
I'm coming back.. to my Secret Place.