“Through Heaven’s Eyes”
A single thread in a tapestry
Though its color brightly shine
Can never see its purpose
In the pattern of the grand design.
And the stone that sits on the very top
Of the mountain’s mighty face
Does it think it’s more important
Than the stones that form the base?
So how can you see what your life is worth
Or where your value lies?
You can never see through the eyes of man
You must look at your life,
Look at your life through heaven’s eyes.
Lai-la-lai…
A lake of gold in the desert sand
Is less than a cool fresh spring
And to one lost sheep, a shepherd boy
Is greater than the richest king.
If a man lose everything he owns,
Has he truly lost his worth?
Or is it the beginning
Of a new and brighter birth?
So how do you measure the worth of a man
In wealth or strength or size?
In how much he gained or how much he gave?
The answer will come,
The answer will come to him who tries
To look at his life through heaven’s eyes.
And that’s why we share all we have with you,
Though there’s little to be found.
When all you’ve got is nothing,
There’s a lot to go around.
No life can escape being blown about
By the winds of change and chance,
And though you never know all the steps,
You must learn to join the dance
You must learn to join the dance.
Lai-la-lai…
So how do you judge what a man is worth?
By what he builds or buys?
You can never see with your eyes on earth
Look through heaven’s eyes.
Look at your life,
Look at your life,
Look at your life through heaven’s eyes!
“Through Heaven’s Eyes” (3:42)
Stephen Schwartz, performed by Brian Stokes Mitchell, produced/arranged by Gavin Greenaway
From “The Prince of Egypt”
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Only two kinds of people exist in this world.
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Good ones, who do good deeds, and bad ones, who do bad deeds.
So there’s a BIT of philosophy in computing after all!
Koi shak?
I know I am here in this world on a mission.
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But I think I missed the initial mission brief.
Policewali…
Saw a traffic policewoman chit-chatting on her cellphone and additionally trying to control Delhi Traffic with one hand. Strange. I wish I had a camera.
Music rules…
Learning a harmonica begins with the player trying to master the instrument.
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Fun begins when just the opposite starts to happen.
Need to liven up…
Planning to keep a plant on my desk. Maybe it’ll help to liven things up.
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How about a cactus?
Night calling day…
Was awake till 5 am. Went out of the room. Heard a cricket. Great. Heard a bird. Great again. Seems they were talking. The conversation between day and night was awesome.
