Peculiar Treasure

Dear Lord, I still do not see
Why, of the millions, you chose me
Set apart, entrusted with light
Picked to stand and fight the good fight
Called to stand high above the world
Pure in thought, in deed, in word
Called to be different, called to be
A peculiar treasure for Thee

And Lord, help me, I pray
Live for You day after day
Always to hold up Your light
As You hold me all through the night
Help me to walk the path that You set
All Your laws to never forget
Help me to hold carefully
Your peculiar treasure in me

Dear Lord, this light that You gave
Strong to make pure, mighty to save
Better than silver, better than gold
Precious truths to ever uphold
Ablaze with Your light in my heart
Make me as fire through the dark
Called to be different, called to do
A peculiar work for You

like Esther in her courage

Then Mordecai commanded to answer Esther, Think not with thyself that thou shalt escape in the king's house, more than all the Jews.

For if thou altogether holdest thy peace at this time, [then] shall there enlargement and deliverance arise to the Jews from another place; but thou and thy father's house shall be destroyed: and who knoweth whether thou art come to the kingdom for [such] a time as this?

Then Esther bade [them] return Mordecai [this answer],

Go, gather together all the Jews that are present in Shushan, and fast ye for me, and neither eat nor drink three days, night or day: I also and my maidens will fast likewise; and so will I go in unto the king, which [is] not according to the law: and if I perish, I perish.

--- Esther 4:13-16 ---

Seekers

Okay, this is a first. And i doubt if there's going to be a second.

It was a choice between delivering the message and rendering the special music for midweek prayer meeting. Let's just say that Brian chose "music" for me.

The song is entitled "Seekers of Your Heart" and is normally a very wonderful and inspiring song. Here, it might have been entitled "Seekers of the Right Pitch."

And without further ado...

(by the way, the voice in the foreground belongs to my mother who was trying to help me.)

Later, Brian would tell me that he was a lot more nervous about my singing than he was about his giving the message. his palms got ice-cold!

But know what the watchword is? talents used are talents multiplied. ;-)