How Marvelous

Today as I was driving to work, I heard this old hymn over the radio. The words reminded be of a timeless truth that I so easily forget. So here it goes:

I stand amazed in the presence
Of Jesus the Nazarene,
And wonder how He could love me,
A sinner, condemned, unclean.

O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
And my song shall ever be:
O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
Is my Savior’s love for me!

For me it was in the garden
He prayed: “Not My will, but Thine.”
He had no tears for His own griefs,
But sweat drops of blood for mine.

O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
And my song shall ever be:
O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
Is my Savior’s love for me!

In pity angels beheld Him,
And came from the world of light
To comfort Him in the sorrows
He bore for my soul that night.

O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
And my song shall ever be:
O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
Is my Savior’s love for me!

He took my sins and my sorrows,
He made them His very own;
He bore the burden to Calvary,
And suffered and died alone.

O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
And my song shall ever be:
O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
Is my Savior’s love for me!

When with the ransomed in glory
His face I at last shall see,
’Twill be my joy through the ages
To sing of His love for me.

O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
And my song shall ever be:
O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
Is my Savior’s love for me!

- Charles H. Gab­ri­el

Peace!

The India Report!

I just can't believe it has been almost a month since we got back from India. The whole trip kinda whizzed past so fast, it just feels like a dream. A wonderful dream with a whole bunch of memories, though. My Madras, (or atleast it still was, till I lived there) has changed for the worse. More people, so more cars, so more traffic and so more pollution. All that people talk about his "land". There is a land here, there is a land there. I understand there was/is a super dooper real estate boom in India, but it sure has driven our Indian brothers to a "land" obsession, if you will! Anyways it was good meeting friends and family. But the highlight of the whole trip was my G'pa who is 91 years old and my son Jay who is 1 year old met. It was a beautiful sight to see these 2 men born in 2 different worlds and generations hang out together. I think they both had fun. On Jay's birthday my G gave him a gold medal that he won for a Bible Quiz in 1938. That was pretty awesome. Now back to work, more in the next post.