This morning, I really want to sing and praise my Lord. I open my music and play all my christian songs . Then, I find this pretty song:
My Father’s Eyes
Sailing down behind the sun,
Waiting for my prince to come.
Praying for the healing rain
To restore my soul again.
Just a toerag on the run.
How did I get here?
What have I done?
When will all my hopes arise?
How will I know him?
When I look in my father’s eyes.
My father’s eyes.
When I look in my father’s eyes.
My father’s eyes.
Then the light begins to shine
And I hear those ancient lullabies.
And as I watch this seedling grow,
Feel my heart start to overflow.
Where do I find the words to say?
How do I teach him?
What do we play?
Bit by bit, I’ve realized
That’s when I need them,
That’s when I need my father’s eyes.
My father’s eyes.
My Father’s Eyes
That’s when I need my father’s eyes.
My father’s eyes.
Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I’m like a bridge that was washed away;
My foundations were made of clay.
As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
Bit by bit, I’ve realized
That he was here with me;
I looked into my father’s eyes.
My father’s eyes.
I looked into my father’s eyes.
My father’s eyes.
My father’s eyes.
My father’s eyes.
I looked into my father’s eyes.
My father’s eyes.
Suddenly, I find that this song is really picturing me for these days. It seems like my Lord talks to me to always believe in Him in everything happening in my life.
In many times, I always pray to my Lord, give me someone to cherish me up. Please, make people to give their attention for me, and many others. I feel lonely. My soul seems to be empty. I need my prince to fulfill the emptiness and to heal all my wounds purely. I am waiting and waiting, but no one has came. I am upset. I am sad. I am crying. I am shouting, You are not fair my Lord. You don’t love me. You don’t want to see me happy. Why? Why? I almost do not realize that far before I’m asking Him my prince, He has given not only prince in my dream for me, but also He gives me His beloved and mighty Son, lovely Jesus. He is always here, with me and with you. He never forgets us. He never leaves us. He is more than prince of my dream. Looking into our Father’s Eyes.
Thank You My Lord for making me become a beautiful lady in You… Help me to keep this beautiful lady in me…
