A Mystery

College years let me learn a lot...but some things still remain a mystery, no matter how much I might learn. My thanks to the friends who commissioned and inspired me to write this song =)

Verse:
I learn of many mysteries
Humanity has solved,
I learn of how each star can shine,
Of how the earth revolves.

I learn of how the rivers form,
Of how the oceans swell,
I learn of how each living thing
Forms homes within to dwell.

Pre-chorus:
But though I understand each part
Of mountain, sea, and land,
There's still one constant mystery
I cannot understand...

Chorus:
I cannot understand why You chose me,
Why You would for a worthless soul
Take death on Calvary.
I cannot understand how it can be,
Your love will always be a mystery.

Your Love

In this new year...no matter what may come and go...no matter what I might gain or lose...may I always know the love of God which knows no end.

When friends abound,
When family's near,
When love is new and dear,
I turn away,
And soon would lay
Aside the God I've found.

When friends forget,
When family's far,
When love wears pain and scar,
I then would cling,
And to Him bring
Demands of love and debt.

No matter friends,
Love, family...
Be near or far to me,
May I possess
And know as best
Your love which never ends.

A Sweeter Song

I have thought much about which composition to choose as my new year post. And this song...written long ago in the midst of heartache...finally emerged as the best choice. No matter what my foolishness might tend to do, may the new year bring me closer and closer to my Savior, as I live a lifesong of satisfaction and love to Him.

Verse:
I brought to You my foolish dreams
And threw them up to You,
Requesting that You faithfully
Make all of them come true.
"I'd do my best, You do the rest,"
As long as each of them comes true...

I brought to You a battered heart,
All torn beyond console,
Requesting that You faithfully
Redeem and make it whole.
You tore it more, and then restored
That sweeter song unto my soul...

Chorus:
A sweeter song I sing
Of all that's pure and true,
A song no man can bring
Though everything he do,
A song my life resounds,
A song of love profound,
A song of love I found,
When satisfied in You.

The Blossom

Those who know me well know that I have a special love for weddings. As a result, I often write wedding songs for no reason. This particular song celebrates the wonder of love founded upon a beautiful friendship. It is my dream to be not just my future husband's lover and helper and homemaker...but also his playmate, his comrade, his friend.

I waited long for something
The world said I would find,
I waited for enchantment,
By love that'd make me blind,
Yet as I learned to trust Him,
I tenderly uncovered
How in His perfect timing
I'd joyously discover...

That the blossom bloomed from friendship
Blooms the brightest of them all,
And the love that led from laughter
Laughs through every tear and fall;
Arm in arm, towards, tomorrow,
Guided by His hand alone,
Timeless love, through joy or sorrow,
Will be ours till years unknown.

Every Line of Poetry

If ever I did write...it was only by the grace of our Savior. And as I soon return to an academic environment, I am determined to still walk closely with our Lord, to let Him hold my heart and my hands, and by His leading, to continue writing His wonders and truths. Lord Jesus, I love You.

Oh Lord, I know so well in me
That every line of poetry
That I could ever write
Is written by Your precious grace
Upon each titter and each trace,
And by Your strength and might.

And every time that I draw near
And learn to keep You close and dear,
You make my hand to write
So many words of wondrous truth
To aide, to guide, to cheer, to soothe,
And to uphold the right.

And yet whenever I divert
And do what in Your heart would hurt
Or pain You in Your sight,
You answer silence to my plea
And take these words away from me
So that I cease to write.

Oh Lord, please let it never be
That I would wander aimlessly
And turn to my own plight;
But let my pen be Yours to use
To give Your praises all their dues,
And to uphold Your light.

If I Could Sing

Sometimes...the beauty of a song is not in its craftsmanship, but in the memories of how it is written. This is one of those "spontaneous" pieces of praise that simply came out over some ice cream and laughter. Sometimes...these pieces are lost soon after they're written. But lucky for me, this simple chorus has remained a part of me =)

If I could sing, I would sing You a new song,
If I could sing, I would sing all day long;
If I could sing, I would sing to every day,
If I could sing, I would praise You all the way.
For in You, we have love,
For in You, we have peace.
If I could sing, I would sing You a new song,
If I could sing, I would sing all day long.

Love in PCC is...

This is a little fun piece inspired by the College Bookstore display back in February. There are two lines here quoted from that board, and I give credit to whoever contributed those. Feel free to add to these with your comments =)

Love in PCC is...

...rushing early to the Crowne Center but still being late to get to your seat for chapel

...thinking that a stopover at Dixon is the closest distance to get from the Crowne Center to Young Tower

...standing in the cold to "meet and say goodbye" to someone at Rawson Chapel

...eating breakfast with your girlfriend at 7:00 a.m. even though you don't have class till third hour

...having a reason to leave a voice mail every single day

...a guy carrying around a lady's pink school bag and actually feeling proud about it

...a girl wearing a guy's suit jacket and actually thinking she looks good

...going to the 2:30 Vespers with your special someone even when you have a 1:00 card

...going on a diet two months before fine arts to fit into that dress that he had liked

...hunting down the halls of the guys' dorm for a tie that matches her dress

...subconsciously starting to walk and open doors backwards

...adjusting your seats in church to have that hymnal right between you

...circling the Campanile from 10:00 p.m. to 10:30 p.m. on Sunday evenings