being broken has never been sweeter.

Sweetly Broken-- Jeremy Riddle

To the cross I look, to the cross I cling
Of it's suffering I do drink
Of it's work I do sing

For on it my Savior, both bruised and crushed
Showed that God is love
And God is just

Chorus:
At the cross You beckon me
You draw me gently to my knees, and I am
Lost for words, so lost in love,
I’m sweetly broken, wholly surrendered

What a priceless gift, undeserved life
Have I been given
Through Christ crucified

You’ve called me out of death
You’ve called me into life
And I was under Your wrath
Now through the cross I’m reconciled

In awe of the cross I must confess
How wondrous Your redeeming love and
How great is Your faithfulness

Comments

Mr perfect/miss imperfect

Instead of waiting for the perfect one, work at being the perfect one instead. These words roll off the tongue with ease like a familiar jingle. Yet the former holds an appeal tt the latter can never achieve.could it be, that at the end of the day, we are, in fact, more aware of reality than we realise? The former, perhaps, more achievable than the latter?

pro-cras-in-a-tion.

one of those moments when i get distracted from the task at hand, oh the joys of the internet. i dont know what catches my eye more, the light, the subtle suggestions of melting shadows, or an unadulterated expression of love, that comfortable lingering silence in company?

是自尊心在发作吧. 当自己发觉无法保住在对方心中的地位. 妒嫉之情不禁流露. 若当初不选择爱,不下定决心把自己的一切,不顾好坏地表现在另一个人的面前, 就不会有今日的下场吧.

life's mean reds.

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