The match just ended. Myanmar vs. the Philippines was a tough game. Both teams did a great job tonight. But the Philippines did it to the semi-finals! YES! Philippines in the semis for the first time in a loooooooooooooooooooooooooong time! Great job Team RP!
Experts said a few days ago that Philippines is the great surprise in this year's tournament. I understand why. We didn't even qualify in 2008 AFF Suzuki Cup but now, this year, we are in the Semi-Finals! Wow! This is after having a draw with Singapore during the first game with a 1-1 score and beating the tournament's current champion Vietnam with a sore of 2-0! Wow! And to amaze us more, they are leading in the Group B standing. This is awesome! I'm sure this is the start of the revival of football in my basketball-loving country! Woohooo!!!! I am so proud of you guys!
Good job coach Simon McMenemy and the Azkals! And I'd like to specifically mention, great job Mr. Goalie! I love you! LOL. :)
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Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Butthead, you will be missed.
Butthead is one of our dogs. He used to be our baby at home. He would stay inside the house, usually pampered, especially by mom. He was such a sweet dog but also very protective of us. When my niece was born, we had to choice but to let him stay outside. But he would still go inside the house during daytime and he would get jealous if one of us would play or cuddle my niece. He would bark or do something to get our attention. But then, eventually he got used to it and have become protective even to my niece who calls him Bagded as she couldn't pronounce his name properly. Later on, another dog came to our lives, that's Aslan and just recently, a puppy we named Caspian joined our family. Butthead being the oldest, was very protective of them too. And the dogs in our neighborhood are just too afraid of him.
But today is a sad day. Butthead just died. He wasn't eating for the past 2 or 3 days, just drinking water only once or twice. He would barely respond when his name is called. Yesterday, he still can wag his tail when I called him. But this afternoon, when I talked to him while I ran my fingers through his ivory hair, he just looked at me, looking very weak and disconnected. He's no longer the tough-looking dog he used to be. Before I left my family's house this evening, I even said bye to him and told him to get well soon. He didn't respond, he was just laying flat on the ground but he was still breathing. Before mom left my place, I told her to take him to the vet tomorrow morning. But then a few hours later, I received a text message from my Auntie telling me that he died as soon as my parents arrived. It is as if, he just waited to see mom and dad so he could say goodbye. I called mom and she said, when they arrived home, Butthead tried to stand up to run towards them but he was too weak so he fell back to the ground, then he moaned for the last time and breathe his last breath. It was sad. :(
I will miss him. I will miss saying "Hey boys" to the three of them every time I see them. Now it's just Aslan and Caspian at home.
Thank you for the friendship Butthead. You were a great Dog. I thank God for you for keeping my family and our house safe at night when we are asleep. I will miss you.
But today is a sad day. Butthead just died. He wasn't eating for the past 2 or 3 days, just drinking water only once or twice. He would barely respond when his name is called. Yesterday, he still can wag his tail when I called him. But this afternoon, when I talked to him while I ran my fingers through his ivory hair, he just looked at me, looking very weak and disconnected. He's no longer the tough-looking dog he used to be. Before I left my family's house this evening, I even said bye to him and told him to get well soon. He didn't respond, he was just laying flat on the ground but he was still breathing. Before mom left my place, I told her to take him to the vet tomorrow morning. But then a few hours later, I received a text message from my Auntie telling me that he died as soon as my parents arrived. It is as if, he just waited to see mom and dad so he could say goodbye. I called mom and she said, when they arrived home, Butthead tried to stand up to run towards them but he was too weak so he fell back to the ground, then he moaned for the last time and breathe his last breath. It was sad. :(
I will miss him. I will miss saying "Hey boys" to the three of them every time I see them. Now it's just Aslan and Caspian at home.
Thank you for the friendship Butthead. You were a great Dog. I thank God for you for keeping my family and our house safe at night when we are asleep. I will miss you.
Philippine National Football Team in a stunning 2-0 against Vietnam!
It was in the news today. The RP's Men Football Team won against the defending champion Vietnam in the AFF Suzuki Cup yesterday. I am so happy! In a basketball-crazed country like mine, it is so great to know that the national team is doing well in the tournament beating the current champion in the region. And although, we are still just few compared to the basketball fans in the country, I am sure that all football-loving Filipinos are so proud of this achievement. Hopefully, in a few years, we will be able to qualify too in the FIFA World Cup. That is one of my dreams. I promise I will surely watch the RP team play live in the pitch someday and I will cheer for them with my whole heart. :) Congratulations, Team Philippines!
Highlights of the match:
Highlights of the match:
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Happy Birthday M.
It's been a while. I wonder what you're doing these days. and I wonder how will you celebrate this day? I want to call you to greet you but ever since we stopped talking I had no guts to start a conversation with you again. I don't know, I think I am afraid you'll not talk to me. I am afraid to be rejected. It will hurt so much. I think, ever since we met, this is the first time I will never get to talk to you to greet you on your birthday. We either talk few days before your birthday or the day itself. But today, I don't know how to get through you.
I think I'm afraid to know that I no longer matter you. It will hurt me big time. But how can I forget this day? It's your birthday. I actually want to celebrate it with you, but I don't know if you want to celebrate it with me too. I thought that, if you call at least, that means you want me to be part of your birthday, even through the phone call, if not, then it means, you dont want me to be part of this special day of yours. *sigh*
I think I'll just buy a cake tomorrow and celebrate your birthday alone. And I will make a wish, a wish for us to be together again and I pray for that to be forever.
Happy Birthday M. I'm missing you so much.
The song below, FLY FARTHER, I dedicate it to you.
I think I'm afraid to know that I no longer matter you. It will hurt me big time. But how can I forget this day? It's your birthday. I actually want to celebrate it with you, but I don't know if you want to celebrate it with me too. I thought that, if you call at least, that means you want me to be part of your birthday, even through the phone call, if not, then it means, you dont want me to be part of this special day of yours. *sigh*
I think I'll just buy a cake tomorrow and celebrate your birthday alone. And I will make a wish, a wish for us to be together again and I pray for that to be forever.
Happy Birthday M. I'm missing you so much.
The song below, FLY FARTHER, I dedicate it to you.
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Saturday, November 20, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Singapore 2010 - My first overseas trip.
Singapore. Singapura. SG.
The 23rd item on my 1000 things to do before I kick the bucket is done. I've visited Singapore during the last week of July this year. Though I spent only 3 days there with my cousin LJ, I enjoyed my short stay. LJ, my cousin is there for her internship as a HRM student, so I just followed 3 months after she got there. It was good that I visited because she was home sick and it's her first time to be away from her family. I could tell how much she misses having us around, but she still have to endure a few more months. Well good thing there is a JIL Church there she could attend to fellowship with them, keeps her busy too as she joined the church dance group :)
Anyway, SG. Such a beautiful place. Very cosmopolitan. Very urban.
It was my first overseas trip so I was really excited. My first overseas trip and my first plane ride, and I was alone. My first time for a lot of things... like going to airport, checking in, going through the immigration, custom, etc... almost everything was first time so I was pretty excited. But I have to admit I was nervous.
It was good the airline (Cebu Pacific) gave me the window seat so I could take a look at the scenery (mostly clouds....never ending clouds...lol and lots of water.... ). It was good I booked an early flight, like 6am, just almost in time for the sunrise, a great way to appreciate God's creation so I was really thankful for that experience. Makes me wonder how some people can claim that God does not exist. Who can make these awesome and magnificent creations? No man can ever do this.
Even though I barely slept the night before I left not because I was too excited but because I packed my bags late...( yes, cramming!) I still survived the 3-hour flight. I think I slept only for an hour because I got bored looking at the clouds and the sea. So there, arriving at the beautiful Changi Airport with my cousin already waiting for me. So I am in a foreign soil already. We went to the foreign exchange for some Singaporean dollars. Then we stayed a bit roaming the Changi Airport, took a few pictures and had our lunch. My first SG meal? - Burger King! LOL. And they became my official restaurant for my SG trip, well almost. :)
We took the MRT ride to reach my hotel in Novena, which is quite far. I think it took us about an hour or so. Getting off in Novena station, we were clueless how to go to Value Thomson Hotel so we asked a local, who was nice enough to tell us our way. Most of the locals we encounter were nice I have to say. Since the vehicles are left-hand drive, the traffic flow was different from what I'm used to. We had to walk a few kms. to get to my hotel because it will be a waste of time and money to get into a cab given that the hotel was just a few blocks away . Good thing though that I only have one luggage but packed with clothes good for a week (I'm not a light traveler.) but we didn't have much trouble pulling my suitcase around :)
My cousin asked me, "So do you already feel the SG atmosphere?" I answered, "Not really. I kind of feel like I'm in a business district of Makati City, Forbes Park and Global City combined." Yes, that was the feeling. Plus, there were lots of Filipinos around.
So we reached the hotel, which looks nice but the room is a bit small, well very small actually but nice looking. We didn't waste anymore time so after I changed my clothes for the 2nd time (I already changed while I was at the airport because I felt a lil uncomfortable with the top I was wearing), we hopped into the MRT again to go to the famous Marina Bay.
Marina Bay was packed. There were lots of people that afternoon, first because Singaporean students were practicing for the National Day of Parade and because of the fireworks display. We took a few pictures of us then headed to The Flyer, the World's biggest observation wheel to take a look at the whole SG from above. I have fear of heights but who cares? I want to be on that wheel. It cost us, SGD 30 each. It was cool that we also witnessed some military plane exhibition while we were up there.
I was craving for some rice meal so I was looking for KFC or Mcdonalds thinking maybe they serve rice there, but there's nothing around. I was actually afraid to try Singaporean food thinking it might ruin my short trip if in case I get some stomach problems, so I thought I'd stick to fast food even though it is very unhealthy, but at least I'm familiar with them. But I tried their version 'dirty ice cream', that only cost a dollar. That's the only Singaporean food I've ever tried I think while I was there. (I already have dinned in a Singaporean restaurant in Manila, and to be honest, I didn't like it ).
Then, we decided to take a few more walks around Marina Bay before dinner. Took a few more pics. Our feet hurts so bad for the walks but for the sake of the trip, we didn't mind walking a few more. Of course we took some pictures with the Merlion, Marina Bay Sands and the Esplanade.. :)
Then we decided to head home but before that, to some fast food first for dinner. It was already past 10pm, I think almost 11pm and most stores going to the MRT are starting to close. We passed by BREAD TALK and decided to buy some bread for our breakfast the next day and then hopped into the MRT. Upon reaching Novena, we hurried up to go to, guess what? Burger King! But to our disappointment, it was already closed. huhuhuhu.... We were so hungry and no stores were open anymore except for the 7/11 that sells ramen noodles and the hawkers that are not quite appealing to me really. We just bought water, went back to our hotel and had the bread for dinner, watched some movies, planned for what were going to do the next day and slept.
2nd DAY
We woke up quite late than we planned so we got ready and left as quickly as we can. This day, we're going to India! :)
Well, just a taste of India.
The Little India.
This is actually a must-visit place on my list for that SG trip. I will not go back to the Philippines unless I go to Little India . hahaha... Well, don't blame me, India is one of my dream destinations and getting a little of India in Little India was incredible. :)
The moment we got there, I told my cousin, "Now I feel I'm in a foreign land." LOL. I didn't feel like I was in Singapore anymore. I felt really like I'm in a different country. The smell of the curry, the Indian music (I think it was in Tamil) being played in some stores we passed, the people, it's just very foreign! And I'm enjoying it. However we got a lot of stares from people, particularly from men. I don't know maybe we have dirt in our faces? LOL. But really, they look as if it was their first time to see such creatures. (I'm sure we're not ugly. lol) So I took the stares as compliments, as long as they won't harm us. Others would even say hello and ask for our names. We didn't answer back for the fear of sending them wrong signals. It's actually not the first time, at the airport we got some stares from men too (some were even Filipinos trying to make pa-cute, hindi naman cute. lol. ), then in the MRT and in Marina Bay, but mostly from Indian-looking men and mind you, they are good looking Indian men, well most are... hahaha... But I didn't bother.
So there, walk walk walk around Little India. Took a few pictures of the architectural designs in the establishments. Then headed to the Mustafa shopping center. And it was a chaos there! Well not really. But I'm just not used to that kind of shopping center. I bought a few things as my take home present/souvenir for family and some friends back home. And found the "After Eight" chocolate there too! Cool! I even bought a tea for our Indian senior officer in my company, as he asked me if I could buy him a box or two after he learned I'm flying to SG. Apparently, that tea (the brand name is Dilmah and that is his favorite tea) can only be bought in India, Sri Lanka and SG (I am not sure where else but it's not available in Manila that's why.)
Then we roamed a bit more to find some temples and mosques. We thought the famous "Sri Mariammam Temple" was there but not. Though we found another temple called "Sri Veeramakaliamman Temple". We didn't have much time to go to China Town where ""Sri Mariammam Temple" is located, so we settled for this.
So we headed back to Novena, ate lunch, went back to our hotel to change and off to JIL Church in Orchard to attend the Sunday afternoon service. We were late but still went there to fellowship. We passed by the busy Orchard Road and noticed a lot of Filipinos. My cousin said there's a place there where most Filipinos gather to spend their rest day from work.
After that, we decided to visit my friend in her work who is a manager in one of the pizza companies in Bedok. So we had some free dinner courtesy of my friend. :) It was great seeing her after a long time. Then we went back to Orchard to spend the rest of the night before going home. It was a bit late so most stores were closed and we can't shop anymore. So we just took some pictures of the famous Orchard Road and had coffee at Starbucks. It was great to end the night with some coffee. :)
3rd DAY
Time to go home. My cousin needs to go to her work and I have to prepare also for my flight in the afternoon. It was sad that I'm leaving her but we had no choice. So since I am like her older sister, I talked to her and gave her a few advices and instructions to keep herself safe there. She got no family there but at least the JIL family is there so I told her to stick with them and always pray. It grips my heart leaving her. She told me she won't just take me to the airport because she would just cry, plus she also have a work that day. So she left the hotel and I packed my things to get ready. But then I went to Orchard Road again by myself to some last minute shopping. Well luckily, The Great Singapore Sale was still on that time I was there. So who can say no to shopping? LOL.
And while having breakfast at Mc Donalds, I decided to go online through my mobile phone. Then I saw his offline message on yahoo that he sent a few hours back. Whew! (Anyway, that's another story.)
Went back to my hotel, grabbed my luggage, checked out, hopped into the bus (btw, I like most of their buses) then to the MRT and to the airport. I don't know but that time I really wanted to go home. I know it was a very short stay but that moment I felt so alone. My cousin is at work and I have no one to talk to except for the cab driver that took me back to the hotel from Novena station.
At the airport, I checked in my luggage just in time and decided to just kill my time there, reading the book and writing on my journal. I felt sad that afternoon and I knew the reason.
My cousin kept on sending me text messages telling she would miss me and that she feels like crying. I told her to always remember what I said to her and she'll be alright.
I roamed around the airport while waiting to board the plane when they called the passengers for the last time. I thought I still have time, so I hurried up and boarded the plane. However after a few minutes, the captain announced that the flight will be delayed as there is some fixing they need to do in the plane and he can't fly us back home unless everything is fixed. So we were back to the airport lounge, good thing there are few computers that were set up there to let delayed passengers like us surf the net while waiting. I stayed in one of the seats, pondering about my whole trip, the beautiful SG, my cousin being alone in a foreign land, my family back home, my friends, my delayed flight and him. I was exhausted, both my body and mind. I fell asleep for about an hour in that chair. Then at around 7pm, we were called to board the plane again to go home.
"Finally" , I said to myself. I can't wait to be home.
I missed my family so much. Even though I live alone in Manila (I have my own place) I still go to my family's house most of the time which is just a 10-20 minute drive. And since I was in SG for only 3 days, it should just feel like I'm at my place, however it was still different, I didn't feel at home and I felt so alone. I wonder what my cousin must be feeling.
I took out my journal to write some thoughts about my trip like I did on my flight going there. And as I write, I cried. Good thing I was in window seat again and the passengers beside me (a mom and her grade school daughter) were already sleeping. I need to be home I know.
I cried not because I was missing my family. It's for a different reason that has nothing to do with Singapore really. So I thought, 'what a way to end my first international trip'. *sigh*
Oh well ...
SG is a fine place. It's beautiful. It's an icon of economic power in the Far East. It was a pleasure being there really. To sum it up, I will say it again, although there are still a lot of differences, Singapore is just like a huge business district of Makati City combined with the posh Forbes Park Village and Global City in Taguig. One major difference though is that, people are more disciplined.
But still like they said, "there's no place like home."
So thank you SG for the experience. I will be back for sure. :)
The 23rd item on my 1000 things to do before I kick the bucket is done. I've visited Singapore during the last week of July this year. Though I spent only 3 days there with my cousin LJ, I enjoyed my short stay. LJ, my cousin is there for her internship as a HRM student, so I just followed 3 months after she got there. It was good that I visited because she was home sick and it's her first time to be away from her family. I could tell how much she misses having us around, but she still have to endure a few more months. Well good thing there is a JIL Church there she could attend to fellowship with them, keeps her busy too as she joined the church dance group :)
Anyway, SG. Such a beautiful place. Very cosmopolitan. Very urban.
It was my first overseas trip so I was really excited. My first overseas trip and my first plane ride, and I was alone. My first time for a lot of things... like going to airport, checking in, going through the immigration, custom, etc... almost everything was first time so I was pretty excited. But I have to admit I was nervous.
It was good the airline (Cebu Pacific) gave me the window seat so I could take a look at the scenery (mostly clouds....never ending clouds...lol and lots of water.... ). It was good I booked an early flight, like 6am, just almost in time for the sunrise, a great way to appreciate God's creation so I was really thankful for that experience. Makes me wonder how some people can claim that God does not exist. Who can make these awesome and magnificent creations? No man can ever do this.
My cousin asked me, "So do you already feel the SG atmosphere?" I answered, "Not really. I kind of feel like I'm in a business district of Makati City, Forbes Park and Global City combined." Yes, that was the feeling. Plus, there were lots of Filipinos around.
So we reached the hotel, which looks nice but the room is a bit small, well very small actually but nice looking. We didn't waste anymore time so after I changed my clothes for the 2nd time (I already changed while I was at the airport because I felt a lil uncomfortable with the top I was wearing), we hopped into the MRT again to go to the famous Marina Bay.
2nd DAY
We woke up quite late than we planned so we got ready and left as quickly as we can. This day, we're going to India! :)
Well, just a taste of India.
The Little India.
This is actually a must-visit place on my list for that SG trip. I will not go back to the Philippines unless I go to Little India . hahaha... Well, don't blame me, India is one of my dream destinations and getting a little of India in Little India was incredible. :)
The moment we got there, I told my cousin, "Now I feel I'm in a foreign land." LOL. I didn't feel like I was in Singapore anymore. I felt really like I'm in a different country. The smell of the curry, the Indian music (I think it was in Tamil) being played in some stores we passed, the people, it's just very foreign! And I'm enjoying it. However we got a lot of stares from people, particularly from men. I don't know maybe we have dirt in our faces? LOL. But really, they look as if it was their first time to see such creatures. (I'm sure we're not ugly. lol) So I took the stares as compliments, as long as they won't harm us. Others would even say hello and ask for our names. We didn't answer back for the fear of sending them wrong signals. It's actually not the first time, at the airport we got some stares from men too (some were even Filipinos trying to make pa-cute, hindi naman cute. lol. ), then in the MRT and in Marina Bay, but mostly from Indian-looking men and mind you, they are good looking Indian men, well most are... hahaha... But I didn't bother.
So there, walk walk walk around Little India. Took a few pictures of the architectural designs in the establishments. Then headed to the Mustafa shopping center. And it was a chaos there! Well not really. But I'm just not used to that kind of shopping center. I bought a few things as my take home present/souvenir for family and some friends back home. And found the "After Eight" chocolate there too! Cool! I even bought a tea for our Indian senior officer in my company, as he asked me if I could buy him a box or two after he learned I'm flying to SG. Apparently, that tea (the brand name is Dilmah and that is his favorite tea) can only be bought in India, Sri Lanka and SG (I am not sure where else but it's not available in Manila that's why.)
So we headed back to Novena, ate lunch, went back to our hotel to change and off to JIL Church in Orchard to attend the Sunday afternoon service. We were late but still went there to fellowship. We passed by the busy Orchard Road and noticed a lot of Filipinos. My cousin said there's a place there where most Filipinos gather to spend their rest day from work.
3rd DAY
Time to go home. My cousin needs to go to her work and I have to prepare also for my flight in the afternoon. It was sad that I'm leaving her but we had no choice. So since I am like her older sister, I talked to her and gave her a few advices and instructions to keep herself safe there. She got no family there but at least the JIL family is there so I told her to stick with them and always pray. It grips my heart leaving her. She told me she won't just take me to the airport because she would just cry, plus she also have a work that day. So she left the hotel and I packed my things to get ready. But then I went to Orchard Road again by myself to some last minute shopping. Well luckily, The Great Singapore Sale was still on that time I was there. So who can say no to shopping? LOL.
And while having breakfast at Mc Donalds, I decided to go online through my mobile phone. Then I saw his offline message on yahoo that he sent a few hours back. Whew! (Anyway, that's another story.)
Went back to my hotel, grabbed my luggage, checked out, hopped into the bus (btw, I like most of their buses) then to the MRT and to the airport. I don't know but that time I really wanted to go home. I know it was a very short stay but that moment I felt so alone. My cousin is at work and I have no one to talk to except for the cab driver that took me back to the hotel from Novena station.
At the airport, I checked in my luggage just in time and decided to just kill my time there, reading the book and writing on my journal. I felt sad that afternoon and I knew the reason.
My cousin kept on sending me text messages telling she would miss me and that she feels like crying. I told her to always remember what I said to her and she'll be alright.
I roamed around the airport while waiting to board the plane when they called the passengers for the last time. I thought I still have time, so I hurried up and boarded the plane. However after a few minutes, the captain announced that the flight will be delayed as there is some fixing they need to do in the plane and he can't fly us back home unless everything is fixed. So we were back to the airport lounge, good thing there are few computers that were set up there to let delayed passengers like us surf the net while waiting. I stayed in one of the seats, pondering about my whole trip, the beautiful SG, my cousin being alone in a foreign land, my family back home, my friends, my delayed flight and him. I was exhausted, both my body and mind. I fell asleep for about an hour in that chair. Then at around 7pm, we were called to board the plane again to go home.
"Finally" , I said to myself. I can't wait to be home.
I missed my family so much. Even though I live alone in Manila (I have my own place) I still go to my family's house most of the time which is just a 10-20 minute drive. And since I was in SG for only 3 days, it should just feel like I'm at my place, however it was still different, I didn't feel at home and I felt so alone. I wonder what my cousin must be feeling.
I took out my journal to write some thoughts about my trip like I did on my flight going there. And as I write, I cried. Good thing I was in window seat again and the passengers beside me (a mom and her grade school daughter) were already sleeping. I need to be home I know.
I cried not because I was missing my family. It's for a different reason that has nothing to do with Singapore really. So I thought, 'what a way to end my first international trip'. *sigh*
Oh well ...
SG is a fine place. It's beautiful. It's an icon of economic power in the Far East. It was a pleasure being there really. To sum it up, I will say it again, although there are still a lot of differences, Singapore is just like a huge business district of Makati City combined with the posh Forbes Park Village and Global City in Taguig. One major difference though is that, people are more disciplined.
But still like they said, "there's no place like home."
So thank you SG for the experience. I will be back for sure. :)
Out Of My Hands
"Out Of My Hands is a frightening song to sing because it acknowledges the truth that scares me that I don't have anything to do with God's love for me. And I can't make Him love me more. I want to be responsible for some of that someday. And the truth is, the gifts God has given us, the gifts God has given me, the gifts God has given us, the community, His church are just that, they're gifts. We haven't done anything to earn it. "- Steve Mason of Jars of Clay.
Indeed. Well said.
Out Of My Hands is one my favorite songs out of Jars of Clay's newest record, The Shelter. I already fell in love with the song the first time I heard it because it just reminded me of God's love and how things are really 'out of my hands' since the start. It's humbling. I thank God for Jars of Clay's gift of writing beautiful music since 1995.
abandoned the mission.
I’ve failed by my own hand
and watched it all go wrong
You said you could save me
that I couldn’t save myself
You said that you loved me
no matter what I’ve done
When the light is gone
and life is just a day we take
Still the fight goes on
to give my heart away
And It’s out of my hands
It was from the start
In light of what you’ve done for me x2
You lifted my head
Set me apart
In light of what you’ve done for me
This is what you’ve done for me
It’s out of my hands
You grow where the light is
Like trees in the highlands
We’re bent by our own plans
to keep us in the dark
And I act like an orphan
Forget that you found me
but you came like a whisper
and saved me with a spark
When the light is gone
and life is just a dare we take
Still the fight goes on and on
to give my heart away
And it’s out of my hands
it was from the start
in light of what you’ve done for me x2
You lifted my head
Set me apart
In light of what you've done for me
this is what you've done for me
It’s out of my hands
It’s out of my hands
There’s nothing in the world that I can offer
nothing in the world that I can stand apart
Apart from you, apart from you
There’s nothing in my life,
nothing in my life that you haven't given to me
It’s out of my hands
It was from the start
In light of what you've done x2
You lifted my head
You set me apart
In light of what you've done
In light of what you've done for me
Ohhh It’s out of my hand x2
In light of what you’ve done for me x2
You lifted my head,
set me apart
In light of what you've done for me
This is what you've done for me
It’s out of my hands x2
Everything I have Lord
Everything I gave
It’s out of my hands x2
Oh it's out of my hands
Indeed. Well said.
Out Of My Hands is one my favorite songs out of Jars of Clay's newest record, The Shelter. I already fell in love with the song the first time I heard it because it just reminded me of God's love and how things are really 'out of my hands' since the start. It's humbling. I thank God for Jars of Clay's gift of writing beautiful music since 1995.
Out of My Hands - Jars of Clay
I wasted the rescue,abandoned the mission.
I’ve failed by my own hand
and watched it all go wrong
You said you could save me
that I couldn’t save myself
You said that you loved me
no matter what I’ve done
When the light is gone
and life is just a day we take
Still the fight goes on
to give my heart away
And It’s out of my hands
It was from the start
In light of what you’ve done for me x2
You lifted my head
Set me apart
In light of what you’ve done for me
This is what you’ve done for me
It’s out of my hands
You grow where the light is
Like trees in the highlands
We’re bent by our own plans
to keep us in the dark
And I act like an orphan
Forget that you found me
but you came like a whisper
and saved me with a spark
When the light is gone
and life is just a dare we take
Still the fight goes on and on
to give my heart away
And it’s out of my hands
it was from the start
in light of what you’ve done for me x2
You lifted my head
Set me apart
In light of what you've done for me
this is what you've done for me
It’s out of my hands
It’s out of my hands
There’s nothing in the world that I can offer
nothing in the world that I can stand apart
Apart from you, apart from you
There’s nothing in my life,
nothing in my life that you haven't given to me
It’s out of my hands
It was from the start
In light of what you've done x2
You lifted my head
You set me apart
In light of what you've done
In light of what you've done for me
Ohhh It’s out of my hand x2
In light of what you’ve done for me x2
You lifted my head,
set me apart
In light of what you've done for me
This is what you've done for me
It’s out of my hands x2
Everything I have Lord
Everything I gave
It’s out of my hands x2
Oh it's out of my hands
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