Sunday, January 2, 2005

Pa Pa. Bao Bao

Dear Biz SIMers

Yesterday during service, in the mist of worship, Father made me realize another aspect of worship. Which I never saw it that way before.
In fact ever since I came out of the army, Father as been telling me to live a life of worship unto Him, and to trust Him that He will take care of all other aspects of my life. My sole purpose is to worship Him.

During the mist of worship, I also shared with Him my life, telling Him the situations I am facing.
It was then when I heard His gentle voice reminding me; “Son, remember I told you to live a life of worship. All other things I will take care of them.”

I started to worship, lifting up my hands. His voice spoke to me again; “Son, when you lift up your hands to worship me. It is not for you to adore me. But it is to allow me to carry you. Like a little child desiring the daddy to carry him at his arms.”

I was so loved. Indeed how true it is. How many of you still remember when all of us were just a little child? We will always like to raise our hands to our daddy, asking him to carry us, despite that we can walked already, “Pa Pa, bao bao.” How wonderful it is right? To be able to be in the arms of your daddy, there is so much love & security.

Father made me realize that worship with our hands lifted it’s not just for us to adore Him, but to tell Him that we want Him to carry us to His arms. In the arms of the Father there is love & security.
(I want Him to carry me forever.)

Michael Kee
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To the world you might be one person
but to one person you are the world
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PS: while I am typing this mail I am also worshiping Father with this song.

Just Let Say
Just let me say how much I love You
Let me speak of Your mercy and grace
Just let me live in the shadow of Your beauty
Let me see You face to face
And the earth will shake as your Word goes forth
And the heavens can tremble and fall
But let me say how much I love You,
Oh my Savior, my Lord and Friend

Just let me hear Your finest whispers
As You gently call my name
And let me see Your power and Your glory
Let me feel Your Spirit's flame
Let me find You in the desert
'Til this sand is holy ground
And I am found completely surrendered
To You, my Lord and Friend

So let me say how much I love You
With all my heart I long for You
For I am caught in this passion of knowing
This endless love I've found in You
And the depth of grace, the forgiveness found,
To be called a child of God
Just makes me say how much I love you,
O my Savior, my Lord and Friend

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