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Strength

Are you strong enough to show your emotions? Are you strong enough to accept that you are helpless? Are you strong enough to do the right thing?

Last night I had one of the more memorable worship experiences at church where for the first time, I felt like singing, dancing, jumping, and screaming. This has never happened to me while part of a crowd, which I could very much as well call family. It just feels so good belonging to a cell group of young professionals, where our concerns are very much the same, where we can relate to each other, and where we can be there for each other.

Like they say, "keep the fire burning" and now I can say that I feel the burn -- and I like it. I've been very blessed for having friends and church-mates helping me get closer to the Lord. I wouldn't be able to go it alone, and it feels good to belong.

You are my strong tower, Shelter over me
Beautiful and mighty Everlasting King
You are my strong tower, Fortress when I'm weak
Your name is true and holy
And your face is all I seek

from Strong Tower by Kutless


CHill...

P.S. I should really get a blog which allows me to create categories. I'm currently shopping for webhosts or servers that will allow me to run WordPress or something similar. I would also pay to have someone do CSS for me -- because I'm basically too lazy and just not artistic and adept with visual designs. Comments and suggestions would be most appreciated.

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  1. i chanced upon your blog and this entry was great. keep the fire burning and you're on the right track to happiness. :) keep it up! God Bless.

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