Depth over distance every time, my dear And this tree of ours may grow tall in the woods But it’s the roots that will bind us here To the ground
Depth over distance was all I asked of you And I may be foolish to fall as I do Still there’s strength in the blindness you fear If you’re coming too If you’re coming too
Hold on, wait until that lone sun Breaks from the arms of the Lord Hold on, though we may be too young To know this ride we’re on
The Lord your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves. He will take great delight in you; in his love he will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing.
[Zephaniah 3:17, NIV]
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I still struggle from time to time that he takes “great delight” in me. May I be addicted to your grace, Father.
I would love to organise a banquet for the poor and unprivileged in Singapore one day. It would be a day that celebrates them and their intrinsic value - that they matter.
Rend Collective Experiment in London.
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They are such an inspiration my faith. Their utmost dedication to Christ and loyalty to the gospel encouraged me greatly.