Good Day, Beautiful People!
Just want to share one of favourite songs by Munford and Sons that brings me so much joy in listening. “Mumford & Sons are a British folk rock band. The band consists of Marcus Mumford (lead vocals, guitar, drums, mandolin), Ben Lovett (vocals, keyboards, accordion, drums), Winston Marshall (vocals, banjo, guitar, resonator guitar, dobro), and Ted Dwane (vocals, string bass, drums, guitar). Mumford & Sons were formed in December 2007, emerging from West London with such artists as Laura Marling, Johnny Flynn and Noah and the Whale.”-Wikipedia
Good Day, Beautiful People!
Is the second day of Spring in Southern Hemisphere. Is a new season, new things to accomplish, new exciting events awaiting ahead and new challenges for some of us to overcome.
Last week, my beautiful and creative friend, Mel and her sweet sister Jen, informed us the bad news of her mom limited days on earth. She is almost ready to step into glory and immigrate to her new permanent address. Is one part of life journey that we all find it difficult to cope. So please keep my friends, Mel’s and Jen’s family in your prayers. In the midst of the challenge, Mel, wrote this touching poem will simply bless you if you ever experience loss and grief.
“In light of my mum being sick and with other thoughts on my heart, I was inspired to write the poem below. God bless.” -Melinda Fletcher
I want to bring you glory Lord
I want to bring you praise
I want my life to matter Lord
In the end of days
I want to leave a legacy
That I loved you my lord
And when they say good bye to me
They’ll know I’m truly home
Home with God my Father
In heaven with my Lord
“Absent from the body
But present with The Lord”
So do not cry my darling
It won’t be very long
Till we see each other once again
When gathered at His throne
God will give you grace to live
Without me when I’m gone
So do not fret and do not fear
God will make you strong
My heart is crying for you
That you’ll miss me when I’m gone
But know I’m always with you
In spirit and in song
God is always faithful
And He has surely said
Because of what His Son has done
I will see you.. again
By Melinda Fletcher
Good Day, Beautiful People!
Nothing is permanent in this world. The only constant things are God’s Love and changes.
Those of us who travel on this life journey for awhile bound to experience good and bad seasons. Some days in life seem more challenging than other days. You just need to take it as it comes. One day at a time. Even your feeling right now is temporary. So don’t let your feeling run your life. Enjoy the the good with the bad. Be thankful for the good times and challenging times. We learn valuable lesson during challenging time. We can choose to curl up like a ball and hide or choose to put on your spiritual armor, pick up your spiritual weapon and fight. Let your village of people who love you know to give you the support you need.
Adopt a good attitude, positive thinking and good opinion of God. Most brave people I encounter overcome challenging storms through this way has amazing great outcome. You can experience joy right here in the midst of real and even raw life.
Joy is neither the absence of pain,
nor the presence of denial.
It is discovered when you and I
Allows our minds and spirits to be
Saturated with the truth that
God is near us,
With the miracle that He walks beside us. – Alicia Britt Chole
If you have to fight the battle, fight courageously.
If you have to walk through it, walk boldly.
If you have to stand on guard, stand equipped.
If you have to sit and watch, sit patiently.
If you have to rest at a standstill, rest peacefully.
-Angela S Chua
Below is another touching poem REST from my creative mate, Melinda Fletcher. My soul will rest in You alone
My soul will rest in You alone
In the shadow of your wings
It’s there you will hear me sing
My soul will rest in You alone
My heart will trust in you alone
My heart will trust in you alone
Nothing will I fear
as long as you are near
My God I will trust in you alone
My hope is in Your word alone
My hope is in Your word alone
My hiding place and shield
In your presence where I’m healed
My hope is in Your word alone
Good day, lovely people!
I am sure you may be aware and concern about the recent catastrophe events around the globe. I am concern, saddened and a bit overwhelm by the recent tragedies that happen around the world. The natural disaster, conflict regions in the world, Malaysia Airlines flight MH370, MH17, TransAsia Airways flight GE222, Nepal Airlines flight RA-183 and Air Algerie plane. One cannot help but feel for the victims and the families and friends that have to go through grief in such extend. Let us be mindful, and prayerful for them.
If you happen to be the affected people who mourn due to these tragedies or loss someone you love. Please accept my condolence: “I cannot imagine what you are going through. Extending deepest sympathy, for you in your loss. And hoping, too, that comfort and peace may come to you. Hold on to your good memories, and let them guide you during this time of sadness.” Hope and pray you are able to get proper closure, support from your local church, community, see a good shrink or a superb counsellor help you to move forward in life.
My beautiful and creative mate, Mel has written this touching poem that is appropriate for the above situation.
He said it in the bible there’d be terror in the sky
But doesn’t mean His will is for the innocent to die
What it shows is that there’s evil and we aren’t evolving apes
There is a sense of right and wrong across the human race
The tragedies unite us in the justice in the cause
It make us more aware of each other when we morn
The only good that comes from the tragedies we face
Is the singing at the funerals of the song Amazing Grace
Our Life can be so easy and familiar we become
Not realizing it’s all futile and that heaven is our home
But the only way to get there is to believe on Jesus Christ
For He is the only answer the way the truth the life
No worries no worries
Jesus is here
No worries no worries
Jesus is here
Here to bring love to the hate all around
Here to bring hope to the hopeless and bound
Here to bring joy to your sorrow my dear
No worries no worries Jesus is here
Life can seem so hard when we’re running to and fro
People let you down and your friends become your foes
But Jesus is the saviour just wanting us to see
That life here now is nothing to His plan for you and me
The cry of every heart is a sense we’re not alone
That God is really real and sitting on the throne
The hope is that he is watching and understands it all
And nothing will get by Him in the end the bad will fall
When everything seems hopeless and life seems so uncertain
It is Jesus who has died and has opened up the curtain
His love speaks so much louder than the hatred that is hurled
Good Day, Beautiful People!
Yes, finally the wait is over! The latest Hillsong Album “No Other Name” is out now! Loving all songs especially the key song, No Other Name!
On Other Name
One Name,
Holds the weight above them all
His fame, outlasts the earth He formed
His praise, resounds beyond the stars
And echoes in our hearts
The greatest one of all
His face, shines brighter than the sun
His grace, as boundless as his love
He reigns, with healing in his wings
The King above all kings
The greatest one of all
Lift up our eyes to see The King has come
Light of the world, reaching out for us
There is no other name
There is no other name
Jesus Christ our God
Seated on high, the undefeated one
Mountains bow down as we lift Him up
There is no other name
There is no other name
Jesus Christ our God
Lift up our eyes to see The King has come
Light of the world reaching out for us
There is no other name
There is no other name
Jesus Christ our God
Seated on high, the undefeated one
Mountains bow down as we lift Him up
There is no other name
There is no other name
Jesus Christ our God
Find hope, when all the world seems lost
Behold the triumph of the cross
His power, has trampled death and grief
Our life found in his name
The greatest name of all
The earth will shake, and tremble before Him
Chains will break as heaven and earth sings
Holy is the name
Holy is the name of Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Below is the song sharing from utube, but is not official version. Nevertheless, soak in, ENJOY the worship! Be blessed!
This is with the Lyrics:
Good Day, Beautiful People!
This is a sneak peek of one of the many new songs lyrics I love in the latest No Other Name album that is going to be released on 27th June 2014. Personally, I think is going to be off the chart. It portrays the undescribable love. The best love story ever told! My head seems like a broken recorder, keep repeating this song for the past week till now. Stay tune, I will update the official utube link later.
May 28 2014, the world has lost a legendary poet, author, teacher and warrior of peace, equality and tolerence, Dr Maya Angelou. Heaven gains a great heroine. Her writing has inspired and encouraged multitude in America and around the world. Even though she led a kaleidoscopic life, her writings was so soulful, sensible and pragmatic. Good night, Dr Maya Angelou. You will always live in our hearts. One day, we will meet in heaven.
In case for some reason you are not familiar with her handiwork, you are in for more than just a treat. It is encouraging, empowering, powerful and life changing. Sharing some of my all time favourites, Dr Maya Angelou’s poems.
Still I Rise
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you? Don’t you take it awful hard ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I’ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.
Touched by Angel
We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight live coiled in shells of loneliness until love leaves its high holy temple and comes into our sight to liberate us into life.Love arrives and in its train come ecstasies old memories of pleasure ancient histories of pain. Yet if we are bold, love strikes away the chains of fear from our souls.We are weaned from our timidity In the flush of love’s light we dare be brave And suddenly we see that love costs all we are and will ever be. Yet it is only love which sets us free.
Phenomenal Woman
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them They say they still can’t see. I say, It’s in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman
Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Now you understand Just why my head’s not bowed. I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing It ought to make you proud. I say, It’s in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need of my care, ‘Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom
The free bird thinks of another breeze and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom.
Below is a significant teeny portion of Dr Maya Angelou interview with Oprah Winfrey.
I will leave you with her last profound tweet, ” Listen to yourself and in that quietude you might hear the voice of God.” It is still resounding in my heart.
Emailing is one of our modern days communication that we cannot live without. My love and hate of emails has been consistent since day one. I am one of those people who constantly and laboriously delete emails, empty junk, spam emails and block senders. Nevertheless, it is always welcoming to start or end my work day with lovely inspiring and encouraging emails. Today is one of those good days.
My beloved supporters aka subscribers are now familiar with my beautiful and creative mate, Melinda Fletcher. Without fail, she regularly emails me and other friends her new piece of poem, work of genius. Well, sit back and enjoy.
1 John 4:17b; because as He is, so are we in this world.
Good Day, Beautiful People!
Without fail, I am giving you another taste of my gifted friend, Melinda Fletcher’s wonderful creation. Did I forget to mention previously, this girl can sing too. Imagine we all have a gathering, enjoying a pleasant conversation around the table, on spur of moment, she will burst out a divine song that she wrote. This is one of them. You cannot request for it but you have to wait for it to happen. I wish I was fast enough to video it each time. Most time, I was too captivated by the songs and the singing. Well, I hope one day she will have it all recorded on a delightful CD and compile into a marvelous book. Nevertheless, you get to enjoy this moving poem.
Mon Ange 