Archive for July, 2013

Already All I Need.

Posted in Chord progressions., In a minor key., Scales. with tags , , on July 29, 2013 by Vivian K

Asking where You are, Lord,

wondering where you’ve been

is like standing in a hurricane,

trying to find the wind

and hoping for Your mercy

to meet me where I am

is forgetting that Your thoughts for me

outnumber the sand

You filled the sun with morning light

You bid the moon to lead the night

You clothe the lilies bright and beautiful

You’re already all I need

already everything

that I could hope for

You’re already all I need

You’ve already set me free

already making me more like You

You’re already I need

Jesus, You’re already all I need

walking through this life

without Your freedom in my heart

is like holding on to shackles

that You have torn apart

so remind me of Your promises

and all that You have done

in this world I will have trouble

but you have overcome

and every gift that I receive

You determine just for me

but nothing I desire compares to You

in your fullness

You’re my all in all

and in Your healing

I’m forever made whole

and in Your freedom

Your love overflows

and carries me

You carry me

yes You carry me

you carry me


The Mission.

Posted in In a major key., Sonatinas. with tags , , , , on July 16, 2013 by Vivian K

The following are excerpts from John Piper’s Desiring God, Meditations of a Christian Hedonist:

“He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot loose.” – Elizabeth Elliot, Shadow of the Almighty; The Life and Testament of Jim Elliot.

“Most men are not satisfied with the permanent output of their lives. Nothing can wholly satisfy the life of Christ within his followers except the adoption of Christ’s purpose toward the world he came to redeem. Fame, pleasure and riches are but husks and ashes in contrast with the boundless and abiding joy of working with God for the fulfillment of his eternal plans. The men who are putting everything into Christ’s undertaking are getting out of life its sweetest and most priceless rewards.” – J. Campbell White, Secretary of the Laymen’s Missionary Movement.

On December 4, 1857, David Livingstone, the great pioneer missionary to Africa, made a stirring appeal to the students of Cambridge University, showing that he had learned through experience what Jesus tried to teach Peter:

“For my own part, I have never ceased to rejoice that God has appointed me to such an office. People talk of the sacrifice I have made spending so much of my life in Africa. Can that be called a sacrifice which is simply paid back as a small part of a great debt owing to our God, which we can never repay? Is that sacrifice which brings its own blest reward in healthful activity, the consciousness of doing good, peace of mind, and a bright hope of a glorious destiny hereafter? Away with the word in such  view, and with such a thought! It is emphatically no sacrifice. Say rather it is a privilege. Anxiety, sickness, suffering or danger, now and then, with a foregoing of the common conveniences and charities of this life, may make us pause, and cause the spirit to waver, and the soul to sink; but let this only be for a moment. All these are nothing when compared with the glory which shall be revealed in and for us. I have never made a sacrifice.” – cited in Samuel Zwemer, The Glory of the Impossible; Perspectives on the World Christian Movement.


Posted in Chord progressions. with tags , on July 12, 2013 by Vivian K

Just when I thought I ran far enough away from you, You remind me there’s no escaping Your great love.

Just when I thought I knew it all, Your grace spreads open wide like a net ready to catch me fall from foolishness.

Just when I begin to thirst for the things of the world, You invite me to drink in Your quenching love.

Just when I forget about the goodness of Your truth from giving in to the noise of the world, Your grace is ever ready to walk me through every relearning experience.

Just when I get tired relenting for the things I want, Your love violently relents for my heart.