When words fail me...

Seeking, seeking after God.
Where are you, Lord?
Will I find you in this place?
In this person?

Thirsting, bless my thirsty soul.
Hungering, bless one who is hungry for you.
Looking, wanting the will of God.
Seeking, longing for clarity about God's direction for me.

Resting, sitting quietly, waiting for God to reveal himself.
Knowing, confident that he is seeking me, too.
Seeking me like a coin lost in the recesses of a house.
Seeking me like a wandering sheep on the hillside.
Seeking me like he would a lost son who is trying to find courage to take the first step on the long road home.

My father is seeking me. And I know that if I seek him and he seeks me, we will meet and find each other, and sit down for a long talk.
And, at last, my soul's hunger will be satisfied.

~ Dr. Ralph F. Wilson
http://www.joyfulheart.com/evang/seeking.htm

Advent Children - Cloud Sketch

Initial draft for Advent Children Cloud fanart for KK. He wanna make it into a wallpaper. So far so good. Will be cleaning it up and CGing it later. Posting in stages...

Draft:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/cloud.jpg

And Surrender is all He needs

It doesn’t mean much
It doesn’t mean anything at all
The life I’ve left behind me
Is a cold room

I’ve crossed the last line
From where I can’t return
Where every step I took in faith
Betrayed me
And led me from my home

And sweet.....
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give
You take me in
No questions asked

You strip away the ugliness
That surrounds me
Are you an angel
Am I already that gone

I only hope
That I won’t disappoint you
When I’m down here
On my knees

And sweet.....
Sweet.....
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give
Sweet.....
Sweet.....
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give

And I don’t understand
By the touch of your hand
I would be the one to fall
I miss the little things
I miss everything (about you)

It doesn’t mean much
It doesn’t mean anything at all
The life I left behind me
Is a cold room

And sweet.....
Sweet.....
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give

~ Sarah McLachLan, Sweet Surrender

Jolly Good

All is jolly good, by the way, in case anybody's wondering.

I sensed some changes in my spiritual life, despite the lack of crisis. Maybe I'm starting to learn that I have something to talk to my Lord about even when things are going fine... like just thanking and praising Him... asking Him for daily sustenance and covering... or interceeding for others... I hope that this habit will stick on, and not just melt off when new circus attractions come a-rolling by.

Don't know when, prayertimes are starting to grow on me. It could've started during the past few months which were so hard to get by with all its glaring uncertainties and my insecurities. At that time I had so many reasons to get down on my knees for... to ask for forgiveness... to ask for strength guidance grace... to just talk to that Someone that truly hears and understands how my heart is breaking in which different place.

Anyway, I've found this very different joy in fellowship I've never experienced before. Now there will be someone to go Youth with me, to rave about Father, to tremble during worship, to singalong to a different sort of love song. So big is this gift that I am spurred to go on my knees to thank Him again and again. I've never. Ever... dared to ask for all this. Not in my wildest dreams.

My Dad's the coolest guy...