Felt cold in the morning breeze
It’s a great privilege to feel alive
Much better than when I’ve been
In those fumigated closed rooms.
It’s time for me to celebrate life!
Praising him in my heart!
When meds are in-store for the month
It has given me a sense of comfort
I maybe half-awake from toxication.
Of the non-negligible medication
It’s time for me to celebrate life!
Praising him in my heart!
I know I can celebrate all along
As my Savior knows my situation
With me; holding and whispering
All the way this day and tomorrow
It’s time for me to celebrate life!
Praising him in my heart!
Many days and times were spent silently suffering my physical pain. I may not hit the right notes, my fingers find it hard to hold the chords, but I love praising on my own.
Some days, I wake up with an indescribable pain inside my head as if directly hurting the brain.This condition makes me realised the need to celebrate life by the grace of God. I’m afraid I’m opening my mouth too much about things better to hide.
When I do not felt intruded not because of fear, but I have many things to hide for the good of me. Then I too celebrate life in silence of the atmosphere. I’m not offended by silence!
When I say celebrate life, it is more about celebrating the mercy and grace of the Lord God in my life. He abides with me – the Abiding Savior!
Praising
I’m only doing my bits when I have a thankful heart.The day will come I will praise him in his presence; celebrating his love, grace, and faithfulness, which I have no words to fully express now in my form.
