I don't know about tomorrow

I don’t know about tomorrow,
I don’t have a guarantee
That it will be filled with sunshine
Or that these clouds will always be.

I don’t know about tomorrow,
I don’t have a guarantee,
That it will bring any riches
Or greater poverty.

I don’t know about tomorrow,
I don’t have a guarantee,
That the air will be filled with music
Or if there will be no melody.

I don’t know about tomorrow,
I don’t have a guarantee.
The events of the future
Aren’t for me to see.

I don’t need to know the details,
Or what might happen when.
I just need to know what Trust is
And how to hold His hand.

I might be afraid of failure,
I might be afraid of pain.
But every life has sunshine
Just as surely as it has rain.

So I don’t know about tomorrow.
I don’t need a guarantee
I can still choose to make it
As happy as it can be.

I can choose to smell the roses,
And be thankful for the thorns
And to focus on the blessings
Hidden even in the storms.

I don’t know about tomorrow.
I don’t have a guarantee.
But Lord make my heart always thankful
For every blessing you let me see.

Let me trust you with tomorrow,
And with the problems and the pain
And gather up the simple beauties of the good times
And the blessings of storm and rain.

- By Chantel Brankshire, from ylcf.org

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Im sorry i didnt bring my cam around for the past few days!

I really should have.

I would have taken a gorgeous shot and post it up to wish everyone a very Merry new year. A beautiful shot speaks a thousand words.

These past few days have been one of the most beautiful times of my life.

I was at St. John's island for church camp. It ended on the last day of 2010. And i went out with some of my bestest friends who grew up with me... who weathered the storms of life with me... on the night of new year's eve.

When i came back home, all i can think of is... my family. And how lucky I am to be where I'm at.

I feel lucky, to have been given the gift to listen, look, feel, speak, ... for others.

I have a mouth to speak... to rally others to change their lives and those around them.

I have eyes to see... and be aware of the suffering of the needy.

i have ears to listen... to the cries of the poor.

i have hands .. that is able to lend support to the fallen.

I have a heart, that is touched by God, to help and touch the lives of people.


Life will never be the same again.

St John's island is such a beautiful place.

I was given the opportunity to bask in the night winds at the beach... with my best friend, grass... just the two of us... looking out to the opposite shore where we can see the ferris wheel and marina bay sands.

We were alone, sitting on a bench, beneath two trees... And singing our favourite songs.

There was nobody. And it was dark because there were hardly any lights.

It was 1 am.

I would never forget this beautiful moment...

after experiencing God's miracles for 3 days, it was serene to be sitting there and pondering over all that He has done in our lives.

I realized for a startling moment that.... God has been with me.. every step of the way through my life... Only i couldnt see it.. and couldnt understand it... until that very day.

I left Him for months.

But He has never left me.

Just like how he had promised me on the day i accepted Him into my heart, many years ago.

He spoke to my heart several times... and told me that nothing is impossible.

I never dared to speak in public... much less share about my very personal life with strangers... But i did. Because He gave me the strength to.

I told him i could never pray for others because im horrible with my expression and i dont know how to do it.

But He told me He was gonna make me pray for the entire group during the service.. and oh gosh Pastor really called me out to pray.

These little inadequacies and imperfections that i have placed at the foot of the cross, He gently held it and made my inadequacies adequate, my imperfections... perfect.

God loves His children... very much. He loves even those who dont yet know Him, or who criticize him.

He loves all of us the same... regardless of our race, background, personality, or imperfections.

I know this because He loves and never despises me... the one person who has sinned against Him time and time again.

Still, like a loving Father, he welcomes me with open arms each time after I've strayed away.

He never gave up on me.. not once.. not ever.

Thank You Dad... for everything.

Happy New Year!!!