MY HAND IN YOURS ;

Tuesday, November 07, 2006 ;

fascinated by Your beauty
captivated by Your love
intoxicated by Your glory
forever will not be enough (:

i love Bob Fitts.
i love how he comes in and lights up the place.
i love how he pulls down the anointing and presence of God.
i love how he makes a simple song so lovely.
i love how he always asks for his wife's opinion.
i love how he asks God first.
i love how he is so humble.

(: praise and worship was awesome. i served first and second, and i couldn't help the tears rolling down. yes, for both services.

and i sat in for third as well. and you know, it's not about how many times you sing one song. =)

but it's like what coach ronnie once said. it's about singing the song afresh each time.

and i love how Bob Fitts was able to lead us to that. and he made the songs have a whole new meaning. so simple, yet so powerful.

i mean, how many times have i heard the song Constant Companion, and this is the only time it has made me cry. (: tears of joy.

i couldn't help it. each and every word jumped out at me with new meaning, with new anointing. each word was an expression of Love.

=) and you know what! this psalmist princess is not one bit less anointed than Bob Fitts!

((: moving on the service.

gosh i love what pastor touched on. it really caught my heart. it brought tears to my eyes when i saw again, when the fire in me was rekindled, when i was reminded of how loved i really am.

i was sitting with cherri during second service and we almost decided to just sit in the toilet for service. (tissue issue hahahahah)

it was amazing.

and my own revelation from the parable of the prodigal son. (: and that is that the Father recognised the son even after not seeing him for years.

which means the Father must have been playing His son's face over and over and over again like a film show in His head.

night and day, day and night, the face of His son kept appearing, again and again and again.

He memorised every feature, every detail. He knew His son's face like the back of His hand.

if He had a photo, it would be crumpled and yellow, because He picks it up so often and strokes the face of His son in the photograph, kisses it and His tears fall on it so often because it hurts His heart to know His son is suffering.

yes Daddy, i love to be with You ((:

and yes, pastor did mention about Faith being taking from God. (: and at the exact moment he said that, the song Faith started playing in my head.

'faith; i can move the mountain, i can do all things through Christ, i know."

take from God, take from Him until you can move the mountains, take from Him because with all that He gives, you can do all things.

and i mean ALL things. here, there are no boundaries, there is no holding back.

because you have been set free. SET FREE, you hear? FREE! do you know what that means?

i checked the dictionary some time ago, and here's what i found.

free
- not a slave
- not in power of another or others
- having social and political liberty
- not fixed or held down
- able to move without hindrance
- unrestricted, not controlled by ruler (how about eraser? hahahaha)
- not subject to or affected by
- without payment; costing nothing to the recipient
- not controlled by a foreign or despotic government; having representative government; having private rights which are respected

freedom
- the condition of being free
- independence
- frankness, outspokeness
- exemption from a defect or duty etc
- unrestricted use

=) so yes. i have been set FREE. free to rise up to who i am truly called to be. (: nothing can hold me back.

I SHALL ARISE.

((: a copper coin will suit a beggar's needs, but gold coins suit Himechan Amandy's giving.

WE WILL DANCE ; 2:07 AM