Needing a miracle

She cutting her self this night
Crying out
Needing a miracle

She’s this beautiful girl
Perfect daugther
Perfect sister

But she has scars
made by her self
Cutting her self this night

Please God
Help me helping her
She’s my little friend

Please God
Help me, being her miracle
Being her miracle

A thousand why’s

I have asked a thousand why’s? I’ve cried a thousand tears. I prayd thousand prayers. But the only answer I have got is «Great things are still to be done.» It reminds me of the song «God of this city» of Chris Tomlin where they sing «You’re God of this city. You’re King of theese people. You’re Lord of this nation. You are», but I choose to sing «You’re God of this mind. You’re King of this heart. You’re Lord of this body. You are.» «You’re the Light in this darkness. You’re Hope to the hopeless. You’re Peace to the restless. You are.» «There is no one like our God. There is no one like our God.» Word, word, I will say. It’s true, true as an other Chris Tomlin song goes. And now we come to the greatest part. «For greater things have yet to come. And greater things are still to be done in this City» they sing in the orginal. I sing «For greater thing have yet to come. And greater things are still to be done in me.» Because greater things have yet to become in me. I’m not done. I’m not finished. I will bloom more and more and more. I will be a beautiful flower one day. Today I might just be a sprout, but one day. One day I will be great, because God will do great thing in me. But I am not going to just sit and wait, I will fight to that day come and grow a little bit every day, every minute, every second I will grow and praise the Lord for the work He is doing in me!


Det skal ikke bli en vane å blogge på engelsk, men av og til får jeg bare ikke uttrykt meg helt riktig på norsk.