Dive

Lyrics | Steven Curtis Chapman lyrics - Dive lyrics

Ito ang araw

Ito ang araw na ginawa ng Panginoon.

Kahit naman binabagyo ngayon ang Quezon City at medyo malungkot ako dahil sa mga walang-kasiguraduhang bagay sa mundo, masasabi kong ito ay araw na ginawa ng Diyos.

Sa kasalukuyan, naguguluhan ako sa nararamdaman ko tungkol sa mga bagay at tao sa paligid ko. Bakit? Hindi ko alam. Sa totoo lang, wala akong alam na dahilan para maguluhan. Nag-aaral ako, sigurado akong gusto kong maging dalubhasa sa komunikasyon. Nagtatrabaho ako, sigurado akong gusto kong mapagbuti pa ang sarili ko bilang empleyada. Nagsisilbi ako sa simbahan bilang youth volunteer. Kung titingnan parang ang ayos-ayos ng mundo ko. Alam ko kung saan ako nakalugar sa halos lahat ng aspekto ng buhay ko.

Pero may mga bagay na alam kong hindi ko mapanghahawakan.

Parang tubig sa palad. Kahit anong pilit kong kuyumin ang mga palad ko, malaya pa ring kikilos ang tubig. Ayoko ng mga bagay na walang katiyakan.

Bakit ganun? Parang sa mga walang kasiguraduhan pa yata naiimbak ang kagalakan.

Red, red roses

Last night I dreamed of red roses laid down on my feet. I was lying on my bed, curled up inside my blanket, when I felt a soft something brushing underneath my feet. It was a bunch of red, red roses! I got them and they overflowed in my arms.

A splendid dream it was!

After a While

After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on today, because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong
And that you really do have worth
And you learn and learn
With every goodbye you learn.

-Veronica Shoffstall

She never gives up, and she never gives in, she just changes her mind...

And now to wrap the week up...

I won't let go

Here's a song to start the week. I hold on to my faith that God will hold me tight and won't let go.

Dear Sugar

Dear Sugar is a weekly column from Rumpus.net that I have been religiously following since column #64, which incidentally happened to be my favorite column. Sugar is an internet friend I turn to while looking for answers for questions life throw along the way.