Monday, September 7, 2009

Beyond the Stormy Clouds




Lift Me Up by Kate Voegele







This road is anything but simple
Twisted like a riddle I've seen high and I've seen low
So loud, the voices of all my doubts
Telling me to give up, to pack up and leave town


Even so, I had to believe
Impossible means nothing to me, yeah


So can you lift me up,
Turn the ashes into flames‘
Cause I have overcome
More than words will ever say
And I've been given hope
That there's a light on up the hall
And that a day will come
When the fight is won
And I think that day has just begun


Somewhere, every body starts there
I'm counting on a small prayer,
Lost in a nightmare
But I'm here, and suddenly it's so clear
The struggle through the long years
It taught me to outrun my fears
Everything worth having, oh
Comes with trials worth withstanding


So can you lift me up,
Turn the ashes into flames‘
Cause I have overcome
More than words will ever say
And I've been given hope
That there's a light on up the hall
And that a day will come
When the fight is won
And I think that day has just begun


Oh, lift me up
Oh, lift me up
Oh, lift me up
Lift me up
Lift me up
Oh, Lift me up


Down and out is overrated
And I need to be elevated
Looking up is not enough
No, I would rather rise above
So can you lift me up


Turn the ashes into flames‘
Cause I have overcome
More than words will ever say
And I've been given hope
That there's a light on up the hall
And that a day will come
When the fight is won
And I think that day has just begun

Oh, oh, oh, just begun
Lift me up, yeah, oh, oh, oh, yeah, now
Oh, oh, lift me up

Lift me up
Lift me up







God Bless the Broken Road


Broken by Lifehouse.
Original Soundtrack of the motion picture movie "The Time Traveler's Wife".





The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though i still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name
I find meaning
I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing with a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain (in the pain), is there healing
In your name (in your name) I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin')
I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm hangin' on another day
Just to see what you throw my way
And I'm hanging on to the words you say
You said that I will be OK

The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing with a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain (In the pain) there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm barely holdin' on to you
I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm barely holdin' on to you






If you are broken, I know a Healer who can take away your pain, mend your wounds, repair your brokenness, fill your emptiness and make you whole again. Let me know, I'll love to introduce Him to you. He is always available. :)



Are you broken today?



Saturday, August 29, 2009

Within the Wind




Currently Listening to:
From The Inside Out
by
Hillsong.




The Potato realises that she has a tendency to be able to blog in the wee hours of the morning before a big event or trip (refer to previous posts for evidence). Don't ask me, I don't know why. It's 3AM in the morning and I am expected to 'rise and shine' in 3 hours time (6AM!) to get ready for Eaglepoint Damansara's first church camp in Genting View Resort (Praise the Lord for it!)! But here I am again unable to catch ZZZZ and resulting to put my midnight thoughts into virtual words

If you've noticed, the Potato has rarely blogged bout anything personal or private anymore. She used to go all emo on it (boy, when I read my previous blog, I can't help but blush!) and never fails to notify the entire cyber world (those who bother) of her petty little life musings and gaga-ness. But nope, not now anymore. At least not recently or lately. This must be the reason of her lack of updates. She has been so caught up with things; up and down, that she has gotten so weary and almost nonchalant to bother anymore. It's hard enough to sort and contain them properly inside her let alone being able to lay it out straight for the world to see. She guesses that when you grow up, when you encounter another phase or stage, things just change. You try to cope with the new stuff while balancing the old or finding wisdom to know if you should keep it. Is she just being complicated? Or just too plain to be comprehended

NOTE: If you find it hard to understand the language or phrasing of sentences, do excuse the Potato, she has not compose any writings lately and is somehow retardedly unsure of her English. Just fresh off 3 months after her last semester and her brain has already started to rust. How shameful of her. :P

I wish I could put the Potato to sleep.

She needs her sleep.

I need her to sleep.

But recently she's been going through this whole 'phase' whereby she only dozes of after tossing and turning in bed for hours, thinking of the most ridiculuous things and end up having nightmares of it

It's funny really, before this, she was hibernating like a log (after the recovery from the horrible illness couple of weeks ago) all the time and now she could barely remember how to sleep.

Waking up to lingering dreams (nightmares still?) of whatever the world holds for her then just ain't the cupcake starter of her day. No wonder she's a bit sotong lately. 'Otak takde centre'.

There are good days and there are days where they ain't.

But it's okay.

She's okay.

She will be okay.

She may be far from perfect. But she has a perfect God. :)

She just needs to stop dwelling in her weaknesses and start to rely on His stength instead.

I believe in You.
In Your promises in my life.
In Your love and goodness
Forgive me for ever doubting.


Thursday, August 27, 2009

Blooming Daisies on my Stool



Currently Listening to:
Hard Knock Life
from the musical
Annie
by
PLAY
(version).




I could almost lick the virtual cobwebs off my blog. It's been almost a month? Or more? You do the math. I apologise. Moi was quite busy with travelling, being sick and growing the pig in me! :)

A little update:


- July: Vacation to to Indo (1 week), Vietnam (1 week) and Kuching (1 week). Being on Air Asia plane 6 times a month (through and flow) is no joke. I can practically memorize their song list (all the same songs for every flight!) and menu. Wait, scratch that, 5 times only. My flight to Indo was MAS, hehe.

My last post was on departure to Vietnam. Well, that was a very nice trip, MAYBE I'll blog about it, hehe. Depends really. Pictures in facebook lo. Then it was us girls to Kuching, home of darling Carissa sweetheart. Her family was so hospitable and nice! Pics in FB, other than that, I might blog about it, hehe. I shall try. Lotsa pics and stories and I just don't know where to begin. :)

- Back from all the travelling, the Potato fell terrribly ill. For a week. Long story, but to cut it short, it was no fun! :P

- Erm... lots to say really. But much of it is either too long or too private or just not in the right words to be said.

Bacially, it's been a rollercoaster. When my days are calm, somehow I'm not. It's just this irony I'm dealing with.

Will blog of it... maybe. Better not hope on it. I'm not sure of anything now myself.

One thing I'm sure is God is good and I'm okay or will be okay.


Have a nice day and God bless. :D