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Monday, July 23, 2007
Saw this poem in the newspaper today by a Secondary School 2 student, Genevieve Narciso, from Fairfield Methodist Secondary School. My little sanctuary keeps me safe from the world of tough situations which forces you to lay down and curl My little sanctuary keeps me warm and tight from the hollering winds to the depths of the night My little sanctuary keeps me sheltered and protected when bad times uncover and when I feel so dejected My little sanctuary a good place to cry when the world shuts in front of you and makes you want to die My little sanctuary Oh gracious place to be My little sanctuary is Jesus; the Man who died for you and me! Hmm.. What a wonderful poem from a teenager. It goes to show that although growing up is not easy, teenagers can still thirst and hunger for God! What a joy to hear that! Oh God, raise up a generation that seeks Your face, Oh God of Jacob! [But a little amendment I would like to make to the poem. Jesus is not a little sanctuary. He is a sanctuary with no borders. He is mighty to save!]
10:18 PM
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Yours Truly
~~~JING ER~~~
*Just an ordinary girl made extraordinary by God*
*Interestingly and uniquely created*
*Never fail to be amazed by God's love, grace and mercy*
*Going on a journey to become the woman God's created me to be*
*Everytime I am lost, I know His love will lead me home*
*Refreshed whenever I turn to Him*
Favourite Poem
Our Deepest Fear
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves,
Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God
that is within us.
It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
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