Beyond the word

Trusting people requires faith (and a little bit more)

Chase me

In the middle of the night

you were leading me,

whispers in my heart.

Oh, Lover of my Soul

let me understand your ways,

lead me to you,

make my mind and heart

recognize your voice,

all through this world’s distractions. 

My Jesus, I’m nothing without you,

please, I beseech you:

Let me live the life 

that you thought for me.

Let my life worship you, cleanse

my soul and open my ear

to listen to your voice.

Chase me, wherever I go,

never let me go, take my hand

and I’ll follow you.

Easy Dictionary - F

Freedom:

1. What Jesus gave to mankind when he died on the cross, and resuscitated in the third day.

2. A gift from God for human beings, embodied in Jesus.

3. A godsend by which somebody’s will can be offered to his creator, God. 

To be patient is to wait just “a little bit more…a little bit more”

Old times

Listening to Bix Beiderbecke music, I want to watch some movie of Charles Chaplin :) We’re gonna do that!

I don’t want to live without you. Surely I can’t.

Sometimes words do not mean anything at all.  That’s why having You is the best for you know my heart. You’re Love my God, I will trust in you. Give me strength, give me you. I need you. Nothing but you.

Child’s faith

Some songs that I heard today in church revived memories. Images in mind of my childhood, of how he fulfilled my cup, through days of sorrow, that He veered into joy. I guess I must turn back to the faith I had in that time, a blind faith. Child’s faith. 

Thanks to my lover for he drew me to him when I was a little child, glorified be his name. Beautiful name, Oh Jesus. 

2 Timothy 2:13 NLT
If we are unfaithful, he remains faithful, for he cannot deny who he is.

Draw me close

You are the creator of life, what an amazing creation we are.

When I see the beauty of this craftsmanship, 

I feel captivated. Every living creature declares your glory,

almighty creator, giver of live. 

You are the lover of my soul. And I love you,

not in the way you do to me,

for I am imperfect. Please,

let this simple man follow you.

I need you in me to love you more every day. 

I will follow you through the darkness and into the sorrow, 

no matter what, I will. Hold my hand, never let me go. 

Be you the oxygen in my lungs, and the strength in my muscles.

Here is my life (if I can say “my”), is yours. 

Fill this empty cup up, this is a vessel for you my lord

creator of life and love. Giver of grace, eternal grace.

 Let me feel you all the time, let me dwell in you,

my dear. 

No matter how hard it could be, I want to follow your truth,

I want to be full of you to share what you do, to my friends,

my family, my wife (to whom I haven’t met yet), my children, and whoever people. 

Jesus, you are more than I can imagine,

your beauty draws me close to you.