VERSE 1:
C Am F G C
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
Am F G
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
C F D2 G
Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say,
C F G C
“It is well, it is well with my soul.”
** F
It is well (It is well)
G C
With my soul (With my soul)
F G C
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
VERSE 2:
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed his own blood for my soul.**
VERSE 3:
My sin, o, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!**
VERSE 4:
And, Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.**
Why fret? Why worry? He is in control..
I just came back from a walk…I don’t know why, but I needed to get out.
What is wrong with me???
I didn’t know where I was going. I just walked and walked.
I don’t know where I am going.
Why?
*sigh*
Hi Jacqueline:
May I take this opportunity to congrad you on your becoming 19 today - happy birthday.
While turning 19 makes you an adult to its fullest, i.e. legal rights to drink alcohol, to vote, etc, more obligations and responsibilities folllow suit. You are expected to be more on your own, plus for our culture, the onus to look after your family/parents.
Ha Ha, Hope this HB note does not make your birthday less entertaining.
Anyway looking forward to seeing you week end and have your birthday makeup dinner at the place of your choice.
Happy 19!
Dad
I don’t mind if you’ve got something nice to say about me
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest
And you can take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all the “who’s who’s” and “so-and-so’s”
That used to be the best at such and such
It wouldn’t matter much
I won’t lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an “atta boy” or “atta girl”
But in the end I’d like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world
I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love?
Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace
Who blessed Your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy
I don’t have to look too far or too long awhile
To make a lengthy list of all that I enjoy
It’s an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile
Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon
enough destroy
I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love?
Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace
Who blessed Your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy
Not well-traveled, not well-read
Not well-to-do, or well-bred
I just want to hear instead
Well done, good and faithful one
I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love?
Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace
Who blessed Your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy
I don’t mind if you’ve got something nice to say about me
This song speaks exactly how I feel…I want to do something that means something..I wanna be mean something…I’m sick feeling like I’m failing Him, myself, everyone.
In less than a week, my family drove to new brunswick, PEI, and nova scotia…and back. It was pretty fun…i think i made up my sleep debt=P Almost.
It was quite beautiful…the scenery, the skies…the stars.
I’ve been worrying and mulling over a lot of things…Mainly 1) CCF/fellowship 2) housing 3) academics.
I guess what I’ve decided is that I shouldn’t run away…I simply need to expand my horizons (so to speak). Add some colour to my sea of yellow… I’m thinking of joining a university small group at CFC and attending CC too. I already have a group of friends that I trust and am quite happy fellowshipping with. I think it’s time that I step out and see what else is out there…
My housing situation is going to be difficult…I have no furniture, no closet space, no mattress..no privacy…I’m living in the living room. I don’t know where I’ll be putting my stuff…everything is still up in the air. I could get sick of worry at this point, but it’s really nothing I know. *breathes deeply*
OH and there’s the cooking/eating issue.
And academics… I’m scared just thinking about it.
Do not worry about anything, instead, pray about everything…
