Meditating on this. . . (dc Talk's Supernatural)

This world's a tortured place to be
So many things to torment me
And as I stumble down this road it takes a toll
These days and nights I turn to You
No human hand can pull me through
No cosmic force or magic brew will ever do
But I can see it coming
You're not so far away
'Cause I can feel Your power
Surging through the whole of me

God is there and He is watching
He tells me all is well (it's supernatural)
God is there, there's no denying
He's supernatural (it's supernatural)
Supernatural

Beyond this physical terrain
There's an invisible domain
Where angels battle over souls in vast array
But down on earth is where I am
No wings to fly, no place to stand
Here on my knees I am a stranger in this land
I need an intervention
A touch of providence
It goes beyond religion
To my very circumstance

In six days, the universe was made
Supernatural
And from the dead a man was raised
Supernatural
They say He walked across the waves
Supernatural
And I'll believe it to my grave

[That is my life.] This is my God, the one in whom I place my trust. His faithfulness never fails.

I am increasingly thankful for the people in the NH. These current trials have allowed me to see a completely different side of the community. . . Take Jerry, for instance. I am so thankful that I live with someone like him. Before the community prayers/support for me began, I had no idea his faith was that deep; I am so thankful that it is, because his prayers and discernment remind me of who I am. . . not unlike what happens to Caspian (?) in the Silver Chair.

I am also thankful for the restoration of Xavier Naidoo's music on my computer. His music reminds me so much of Germany, of my love for the German people. It's suprisingly not a painful reminder, but a reminder that in due time I will be over there again.