Easter dedication - Why - Nicole Nordeman

We rode into town the other day,
just me and my daddy.
he said I’d finally reached that age,
and I could ride next to him on a horse
that of course, was not quite as wild.

We heard a crowd of people shouting,
and so we stopped to find out why.
There was that man that my dad said he loved,
but today there was fear in his eyes.

So I said, “Daddy, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?
I bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows.
Daddy please, can’t you do something?
He looks as though He’s gonna cry.
You said He was stronger than all of those guys;
Daddy, please tell me why.
Why does everyone want Him to die?”

Later that day, the sky grew cloudy,
and Daddy said I should go inside.
Somehow he knew things would get stormy.
Boy was he right, but I could not keep from wondering
if there was something he had to hide.

So after he left, I had to find out.
I was not afraid of getting lost.
So I followed the crowds to a hill
where I knew men had been killed,
and I heard a voice come from the cross.

And it said, “Father, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for my robe?
This crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows.
Father please, can’t you do something?
I know that You must hear my cry.
I thought I could handle a cross of this size.
Father, remind me why.
Why does everyone want me to die?
Oh, when will I understand why?”

My precious son, I hear them screaming.
I’m watching the face of the enemy beaming.
But soon I will clothe you in robes of my own.
Jesus, this hurts me much more than you know,
but this dark hour, I must do nothing,
though I’ve heard your unbearable cry.
The power in your blood destroys all of the lies;
soon you’ll see past their unmerciful eyes.
Look, there below, see the child
trembling by her father’s side.
Now I can tell you why...
she is why you must die.

geez

i've nothing much to write about.. just that i'm pretty much occupied by my exams as it's that time of the year again.. it's the time when the whole of level 6 is filled to the brim with people at every table, when the lunch period is split into three parts, when the toilet at level 6 stinks of s*** in the morning and modarately in the afternoons (yes, so go to level 5..or outside at AS6!), and especially before all this, at precisely 7.50am, approximately 20 people are gathered in front of the lib glass door and as soon as the auntie unlocks and opens it, they all SPRINT .. and I repeat SPRINT as if it's the last race Roger Bannister would have gone and yell at each other 'aye! faster lah!' .. all the way to level 6 for a chance to get hold of one of the 9 precious DISCUSSION ROOMS. I had my chance last year. This year, I've still got some dignity left in me..dun intend on losing it first thing in the morning.. i've even heard 'teammates' who said to each other, 'eh, i hold ur books and laptop for you. you just RUN ok?' Gosh.

haha.. but these are just but some of the wonderful later-can-sit-back-and-laugh kind of memories i'll bring out of NUS.. that's if i would be graduating after this sem.. which i'm still unsure of.. my grades will tell.. no, actually, God will tell.. I might still grad even if i might have done well.. see where He leads lah huh..

oh yes, right after my exams i'll be going to Philippines for my first mission trip! quite excited about it cos I really don't know what's in plan for me.. so glad that it didn't clash with my polo trip (which was supposed to be held in May..was so worried.. but the Lord delivered me!)..

anyway, now i'm in my last lap.. i'm afraid to compromise my time with my studies lest i regret not spending enough time studying should I not do well in the end.. cos if i don't do well, at least i could say i tried my best, spending all i could studying.. that's why i think i might have to give some training sessions a miss.. sigh.. i think i also need to do some workout back at home for muscle maintenance man.. (even tho not much muscle in the first place! eeps!) or else ah, i'll kena another episode of elbow and end up at kallang stadium for another 3 months.. ehhh.. no thanks..

eh ok lah.. i quite sleepy now.. tmr another round of mugging.. not sure if i'm losing steam yet.. pray that I'll get through!

Trust Him, for "the Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness" Rom 8:26
Surely God will honour all our prayers in faith.