Jasmine and I have so many differences, Sometimes I think how can this child who came out of my womb can be so different from me. We argue almost everyday and about many things, big and small. I can’t stand her messy table and she always complain about me talking too loud. But thank God we have one thing in common, we both like music and sing. I love it when we sang in the back of the motorcycle on the way to church or going somewhere. Sometimes we sang so loud that people who drive nearby will looking at us. It’s not easy to keep up with her songs, because one day she sang one song, and when I just about get use to it, she already change to another song…. She loved Taylor Swift and I also play the songs while doing my work at the office, suddenly we got into the same song “back to december”. She listen to it while she study for her exam. This is truly a beautiful moment for us liking the same thing at the same time, so to celebrate this moment I put it here in my blog.
song
Home….
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
‘Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me
Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home
it’s a good friday…
“the darling of heaven crucified.”
Today we sang the song “Worthy is the lamb” by Hillsong in the Good Friday service. And every time got I to this part my eyes got teary, my throat become tight and the words are hard to came out. I feel bad, terrible and guilty because someone who is so dear and loved by all the heavenly host was treated with disrespect and tortured so bad by human. And I surely took part in that crucifixion with my sins. But I also feel honor and loved at the same time because God Almighty was willing to take that bold step to give His only son, so that I can have an intimate relationship with Him and a change to be save.
Thank You Father for such a great love.
Happy Good Friday friends,
May you have a great time meditate on God’s love today…
Uudam…
Stumble into this video today at You Tube. Why I got interested at the first place coz he’s a Mongolian. He remind me of Serge my nephew from My brother Pierre and his wife Bolormaa from Ulaan Baatar. As I listen to the song, it brought tears to my eyes because he sings really well and the melody sound so sad. Even though I don’t understand the meaning, I just know the song is about or for his his mother. Uudam or Wu Da Mu in Chinese, is an orphan, his parents got killed in a road accident. What a tragedy for a 12 years boy to experienced such thing, but I think his mother will be very happy to see him. I hope he will become a great singer in the future.
The English translation for the song….
In the stillness among the vast lands
I dream of Mother praying for me
She looks afar and gives precious milk to the heavens
As offering for my well-being
My Mother, so far away.
Stars twinkle above the grasslands while
In my dream I see Mother’s caring face
As she prays to the heavens to wish me godspeed My Mother, so far away.
In my dream I see Home basking in golden sunbeam
While Mother softly sings an enchanting melody
There in the grasslands lies my everlasting home
My dearest Mother, wait for my return.
My dearest Mother, wait for my return.
And this is my nephew Serge in his Mongolian suit.
song that describe my feeling today…
MANIC MONDAY – THE BANGLES
Six o’clock already
I was just in the middle of a dream
I was kissin’ Valentino
By a crystal blue Italian stream
But I can’t be late
‘Cause then I guess I just won’t get paid
These are the days
When you wish your bed was already made
It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
‘Cause that’s my funday
My I don’t have to runday
It’s just another manic Monday
Have to catch an early train
Got to be to work by nine
And if I had an air-o-plane
I still couldn’t make it on time
‘Cause it takes me so long
Just to figure out what I’m gonna wear
Blame it on the train
But the boss is already there
It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
‘Cause that’s my funday
My I don’t have to runday
It’s just another manic Monday
All of the nights
Why did my lover have to pick last night
To get down
Doesn’t it matter
That I have to feed the both of us
Employment’s down
He tells me in his bedroom voice
C’mon honey, let’s go make some noise
Time it goes so fast
When you’re having fun
It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
‘Cause that’s my funday
My I don’t have to runday
It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
‘Cause that’s my funday
It’s just another manic Monday
in the eyes of a child…
there is happiness
there is sadness
there is excitement
there is dissapointment
there is affection
there is rejection
in the eyes of a child…
there is love
The Eyes Of A Child Lyrics
Artist(Band):Air Supply
When you look to the past for life’s long hidden meaning
For the dreams and the plans made in your youth
Does the thrill to achieve match the warm hidden feeling
That lies so still and lives in you
In the eyes of a child there is joy, there is laughter
There is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future
For the lessons of life there is no better teacher
Than the look in the eyes of a child
You’ve found the place to walk the path you’ve chosen
You’ll never miss the world you’ve left behind
When life gives life, it’s happiness unbroken
When you give love, it’s love you’ll find
In the eyes of a child there is joy, there is laughter
There is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future
For the lessons of life there is no better teacher
Than the look in the eyes of a child
Pictures: Students of SLI.
m a t a h a r i k u 
