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A Deep Well

One of the most touching, heartfelt worship songs I’ve experienced (found from John Mark McMillan’s blog).

I say experienced because something about it peels away years as it draws me into the presence of God.

Three things I learned from this video:

  1. The most outspoken, powerful expression of worship is thankfulness.
  2. A real, raw connection like this takes years to cultivate and it’s deep inside.
  3. Sometimes it’s not songs we need more of — it’s more the heart and the things we share from it.

If King David was in the room right now, he would had found his modern-day self.

One day, I might try this with the Psalms.  And I’ll bet I would see something different out of these words than I ever would have if I just read them.

Be blessed, friends.

Owning Your Accomplishments

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I recently had coffee with a friend.  We were just shooting the breeze at first and then started talking about how our 2010s are coming along.  So I shared with him that I’m settling into my home, that I also lead worship for the youth on the second Sunday every month, and I’m transitioning to become a high school counselor.  I told him that all these things are doing fine, but I still have my doubts if things will work out in the end. Still unsure if I can manage a home…some team members are moving on…being unsure if the HS people will like me as much as the Jr Highers do, etc.

Then my friend asked me with a smile, “Albert, how proud are you about how far you’ve come?”  And that stopped me in my tracks.

No kidding. The man asked me a very simple question and I couldn’t give a straight, genuine answer. Now the truth was, I did manage living by myself in an apartment during my college days (with three friendly yet very different roommates).  I helped put together new teams before and each succeeded in leading worship in it’s own unique ways.  Lastly, I came into the Eureka Fellowship (Jr. HS) three years ago a stranger to everyone yet I’ve recently received encouragement notes from many of them wishing me well.  One really touching note said hopefully you will help them as well as you helped us…imma miss you since you’re going to alpha ): but thank you (x :D

It hit me then, that I don’t own my successes. That I’m willing to accept or dwell on a failure, but I would dismiss an accomplishment as if I had little to do with it.

It’s a lie I tell myself to believe.  And I don’t think it’s very healthy.

The truth is, we operate out of who we believe we are. And God needs us to be strong, because there is important work to be done. God isn’t served when we can’t own our own accomplishments. He doesn’t want us arrogant, but He does want us confident. God has delivered us in the past (in partnership with our actions) and He can do so again. ~ Donald Miller

I’m starting to make a list of all my accomplishments. Some I can recall like yesterday. Others I need to dig deeper. To force myself to look back and remember the time I was saved, where I was given grace, when God came to my rescue. Then I can’t help but leave with thankfulness that fills my soul like water.

Would you make a list of your successes too?  Keep writing them out.   You might be surprised at how far you’ve come. You might be surprised what God can do through you.

Your soul may not be thirsty anymore.
Mine is filled and ready.

My Refuge

It’s hard to restart the work week.

From Sunday evening to Thursday evening, I don’t really have much of a life.

I go to the office in Glendale to do work and come home around sundown.
Check out on the couch with the occasional TV blaring or dip into a book I’ve been trying to read weeks ago.
Cook up a quick dinner or head over to the parents’ house for better real food.
Rest of the night would be listening to songs/podcasts, jotting some words down, and seeing if the house needs to be cleaned for the 43rd time.
And the answer would be yes because I can’t do a complete job each time.

That’s pretty much it.  And every other day, I throw in some running and Iron Gym.

Except tonight.

When I picked up my guitar and started singing songs of praise to God.
Forget arranging the set, the key changes, and all that crap.
Just rocked out to Christ in my music room with every fiber of my being.
Praising His name so living beings from my neighbor to the dust bunnies in the corners would hear me.
Falling facedown to the ground like the whole world would know and believe He is GOD.
And nothing else would matter.

It was messy and beautiful.
When the worship time ended and my eyes were opened, I looked around and nothing really changed during that time.

I let out a sigh, because I know that I’m simply not home yet.  And someday, I’ll be there.

Worshiping my eternal God is my refuge.

What (or where) is yours?
Albert

To Be Out Of The Way

Tonight’s worship was so unreal and so God.

It wasn’t because someone stood with his hands raised as soon as I started the first song.
It wasn’t because people chose not to clap on the fast songs.
It wasn’t because I mis-sang a lyric and felt bad about it later.

It was unreal to me because I was able to stay out of the way so people worshiped Him.

I was simply telling a story of our God.  From the cradle to the grave to the sky.
Because only He alone can rescue us and be deserving of the highest praise.

People sang their hearts out. They carried on the songs past my miscues.

He was/is/always glorified.
Albert

Deadlines

Gotta love ‘em. Gotta hate ‘em.

  • Wrapping up projects @ work that’s taking months too long.
  • Getting worship sets ready for my teams to practice.
  • Looking for a gift for a co-worker’s wedding next week.
  • Starting to study for the last part of my engineering exam the week after.
  • Finding ways to prank my co-workers before the annual day of Fools (check).

Hate it because I have to get my lazy rear up and going.
It feels good to procrastinate and do nothing.

Love it because it gives me direction.
I have a goal to work towards.
And whether I finish or not when the clock strikes, it’s done and I can move on to the next thing.

What about you?  Do you lean either way for deadlines?

Faithfully working,
Albert

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