"the best is yet to be"
Those were the times when we were on fire,when we were fighting as one, regardless of what we encounter, who we see or what we fight. And they were gone. And now they come again this year. A new group of people, serving the God we love.I remember just a few months ago, we are a family. family bonded, strong, love. had time, spent time.
But we don't live in the past. We live in the present, for the future. There seems to always be a "those were the times", but we shaln't dwell in bondage of something we last for but do nothing to get it, to achieve it again. So many memories surface as i talk about the nice times. I remembered Haven - the musical. something that may have lost its significance in our eyes. But i just saw the songs, the tinted, coloured floodlights, boys and girls, teenagers in their makeup, singing, dancing, acting, communicating.
And shouting and screaming at the end of it. happiness. but mixed with all the knowledge of the charade by love and unity that visited us, to please us, to break us down later. a production taking half a year to shape. A production that called for many crews and talent, a production that left many crying and lamenting at the closure.
but we don't live in the past. we have years that will come. "for the glory of the present house will be greater than the glory of the former house." There will always be unerased membeories, there will always be memories. But tat doenst meant the past is fixed, that we have lived through the best. "the best is yet to be" (my school's motto). those 50 years,60years, or even 15 years of our lives don't limit the best parts of our lives.fireac is here. it means so much to me that i don't feel the impact in me. It's like a will, a vision that came true. Finally a group of people willing to step out. God just need so few people to stand in the gap. I was unenthusiastic at first. now it filled me with life. God filled me with fire and life. The first few months this year, was the very few times i went through a phase when i really needed God. He was there. To listen to help, to comfort, to remove the pain, and to make me stand up again. I'm not perfect. Not even close to perfect. Thats why i fall, disappoint people, and fail in God. Only God can deliver this dirt like me.Labels: christian-bboy, ilovemebutGodlovesmemore
