Sunday, April 16, 2006

oh it's so exciting, everyone's going back to school tmr. freshman year is over, it's year2 (: lol, not for me though, i have another 3 more months break, school's gonna start later this year. dont ask me why :/ i don't know.

sunrise service was refreshing (: the symbolic prettaye stones to roll away were nice. breko was yummy after that. oh the mass dance choreograph to speedy gonzales is soooo cute (: and so is jack johnson's monkey, curious george.

Nichole Nordeman- Why
We rode into town the other day
Just me and my daddy
He said I'd finally reached the age
And I could ride
Next to him on a horse
That of course was not quite as wide

We heard a crowd of people shouting
And so we stopped to find out why
And there was that Man
That my dad said he loved
But today there was fear in His eyes

So I said daddy why are they screaming
Why are the faces of some of them beaming
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe
I bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows
Daddy please can't you do something
He looks as though He's gonna cry
You said He was stronger than all of those guys
Daddy please tell me why
Why does everyone want Him to die

Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And daddy said I should go inside
Somehow he knew things would get stormy
Lord was he right
But I could not keep from wondering
If there was something he had to hide
So after he left I had to find out
I was not afraid of getting lost
So I followed the crowds
To a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from the cross

And it said father why are they screaming
Why are the faces of some of them beaming
Why are they casting their lots for my robe
This crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows
Father please... can't You do something
I know that You must hear my cry
I thought I could handle a cross of this size
Father remind me why
Why does everyone want me to die
When will I understand why

My precious son
I hear them screaming
I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming
But soon I will clothe You in robes of my own
Jesus this hurts me much more than You know
But this dark hour I must do nothing
For I've heard Your unbearable cries
The power in Your blood destroys all of the lies
Soon You'll see past their unmerciful eyes
Look there below... see the child
Trembling by her father's side
Now I can tell You why
She is why You must die

this song made me cry. right before this song, i was thinking about alice, just the day before, she told me of the social unrest in 98' back in indonesia. and i felt so sadden by all the inhumane things they did. she told me of how they managed to run away, and of all the other sad stories. i really felt the hurt and pain they experienced. and i was just thinking, if something had happened to her then, i wouldnt have met such a wonderful friend. her story amplified this song. oh so much must it have hurt god to see jesus die that way. if i could feel so much sadness for alice, what more god for his only son?

am i really that worth it?

hur hur. sorry folks, if you thought i was tired on good friday, i wasnt. i was really crying really badly. it sort of shook me, before meeting everyone after service. realising how we take the peace and stability here for granted. and for the times we laugh at all the beauty queens whom do that bimbotic "world peace" thing, made me realise how foolish we are. but really, the world we live in, isn't all that candy like the sheltered lives we have. i've never really heard a story so real before. i found myself crying and praying for this sinful world.

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