S.I.P. (Still in progress)

I have been writing a song recently and I think it is almost finished... I have no title and I need to revise/correct anything that needs to be corrected.

It's about me asking God to give me bits of his character so I can see, feel, and experience what He experiences daily. Everything that I thought was good and worthy of praise is nothing without God's love and mercy upon me, so I want to be so dependent on Him and being secure in His presence. Something like that...lol

But here is what I have so far...


Give me Your eyes
Show me a glimpse of what You see.
Give me Your heart
Show me how great Your love can be.

Give me wings
So I can soar over the seas.
Give me light
So I can shine in the darkest nights.

Everything I'm holding onto is nothing without You...

I want to be so dependent on who You are
Cause nothing in this world compares
I know that You will never ever leave
So I'll fix my eyes on you,
And never turn away.


I think it still needs modifications and stuff. I wish I had some kind of recording device so I can remember the melody and chords... :/

Anyway..that's it for now.

Midnight Battle

So, I think this is worth writing about...

12:15 AM:
I collapse on my bed after a rather tiring day. I fall asleep only to find myself battling against the inevitable, which is waking up from my dreamworld. However, in my mind I'm thinking the sun will be beaming on my face, it actually has only been a couple hours and now my eyes are wide open and there is no sign of sleepiness.

3:00 AM:
I'm wide awake and forcing myself to go back to sleep, but the ridiculous wind ramming into my window does not help me fall back asleep.

So, here is the interesting part...

I finally decide to just get up and go on the computer or something, and I find myself not able to do so, physically. I would roll over to the edge of the bed to get up, but for some reason all I could do is just roll back the other way. Weird? I think so. Now I'm rolled up in my blanket like a burrito from rolling back and forth so often. It almost seemed like there was some kind of barrier to push me back to my bed. Now I'm just laying on my bed wondering why I cannot get out when I actually want to. Maybe it's God pushing me back on my bed to rest, or maybe it's some sick prank that my parents pulled on me by putting clear saran wrap and trapPED ME INSIDE MY BED?! *Ahem...* Sorry...I got carried away.

3:45AM:
After all the strange thoughts that piled in my mind, I was finally able to go back to sleep. In any case, that was quite a strange experience. I did end up having a nice dream (for once) after I gave up on getting out of bed. :)

This Blogspot stuff is confusing to me still... I guess I'll get used to it. I'm not as potent of a writer like my little sister, but hey, at least it clears my mind (hence my name :P).

Picture up above taken by the one and only Fred Paik!