Chris Tomlin - How Can I Keep From Singing

Last year, I traveled Canada with a friend. She was surprised at me because I just listened some CDs multiple times. Exactly saying, I had only a few CDs in my car and driving took fourteen hours. She said she could not do that. For me, if there is a song touching me, I want to listen repeatedly. "How can I keep from singing" is the song that I repeatedly listen these days. it encourages me a lot.
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Chris Tomlin - How Can I Keep From Singing
From the album See the Morning

There is an endless song
Echoes in my soul
I hear the music ring

And though the storms may come
I am holding on
To the rock I cling

Chorus:
How can I keep from singing Your praise
How can I ever say enough
How amazing is Your love
How can I keep from shouting Your name
I know I am loved by the King
And it makes my heart want to sing

I will lift my eyes
In the darkest night
For I know my Savior lives

And I will walk with You
Knowing You'll see me through
And sing the songs You give

Chorus:

I can sing in the troubled times
Sing when I win
I can sing when I lose my step
And fall down again
I can sing 'cause You pick me up
Sing 'cause You're there
I can sing 'cause You hear me, Lord
When I call to You in prayer
I can sing with my last breath
Sing for I know
That I'll sing with the angels
And the saints around the throne

Chorus:

The Road not Taken - a poem by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

The Road not Taken
Robert Frost

Mother - a giving tree

Last week, I was on the phone talking to my mother. That day, I missed her SO SO much. My father may be the person who knows her in every aspect. I only know partially. There are many things (uncountable) that make me to adore her. Today I want to think about one special thing that I want to learn from her. Sometimes, I complained this, but more wanted to follow. She has completely trusted me such that she left me alone to make a decision and do things by myself. I have to choose what I like and have to do. I envied friends since their mother took care of everything. Later I realized how positively this has affected me. I become a person who is very independent. My advisor sometimes described me as a very independent student. I don't know how people think when they heard this. I agree with his evaluation. This is from my mother's discipline on me. It is very difficult to trust your kids completely and let them make their own decision. I am feeling that there are no enough blank papers to tell everything who my mother is and how she has lived her life. She is a giving tree. There is no ending to give her away for us. Now she becomes weak physically, but I can see the beauty of the sunset from her, most beautifully coloring the whole earth. Now I want to ask her what she wants, but she may say "wherever(whatever) you like to go (do), you go (do)." She is always in my prayer. Mom, I love you and miss you so much... :-)