Miracle

I am gonna be sounding a little religious here. You see, every Sabbath (Friday sunset till Saturday sunset), my mind seem to not really function well with my writing skill unless what I am going to write is all about my relationship with God. I am supposed to be resting my mind during these holy hours but since I just couldn't sleep this early no matter how I tried, might as well just stay up a little longer and try to dig in my remembrance of the lyrics of this particular song which I used to fondly sing with my older sisters at church. It's called "Miracle".

How does the tiny seed became a mighty tree
It's a miracle
How does the sparrow fly in the boundless sky
It's a miracle
How does peace come to the spirit,
That has only known life's storm
How does a world of someone made so cold
Changed and become warm

It's a miracle of Jesus
The greatest miracle of all
He's so far beyond our sinful world
Yet so near when sinners call
All it takes is on us paying
From an open sinner's heart
And the miracle of Jesus can stand.

The baby Jesus cried on mother Mary's side
It's a miracle
It was the Master's plan He gave us God to man
It's a miracle
And the tomb just could not moved move it
Till the stone was rolled away
the Saviour rose up to Calvary
He'll return on us one day.

I am just in a little reminiscence here! You see, I missed my older sisters so much and they're in my homeplace right now going to church together. All I have are memories of them that, no matter what happens, will always be a part of me. :)