photo c/o Victory Caloocan
In these swiftly passing days, this beloved verse left a trace.
"Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth
of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord." Philippians 3:8
It doesn't entail forgetting of good things arrived,
but an art of picking what is better than life.
For nothing else mattered in comparison to Christ.
If losing someone is a way
of making room for the new,
I reckon death is a hope
for a soul that is true
If grieving caused me to cry my heart out
and utter no words but Christ,
then I consider grief is better
than a beautiful sunrise
If feeling lost or rejected may brought us to God's embrace,
truly sitting alone in His presence is the same
as a sweet look on His face
If ungentle mourning
can be a form of praise,
then lemme wail at your feet
just to master your Grace!
If my heart had to go through war
when I deny myself,
I'll dive into chaos
to walk with Jesus than with anyone else.
Even if life in all its beauty,
happiness seems to be no end,
I'd still choose a day in your courts
where my knees pride is to bend.
Truly everything is just a background
as I put you in the middle,
then your strength captured my weakness,
whatever pain I can handle.
May your Name be a fire
that burns within my heart today,
that I will be so consumed with your love
so everything else will melt away.
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