Whenever the beautiful hymn "Except You" rings in my ear. Who else can I be in heaven but you? I don't have any worries in this world except you. Who can dry my tears except you? Who can comfort me except you? Although my body and my heart are gradually declining, God is my strength and my eternal blessing. This is the first song I learned as a believer, and today, whenever I hear this song, I will mentally think of my hometown-Jinan. Lotus on four sides and willow on three sides, half city, half mountain and half lake, although this beautiful scenery is gone today. But Jinan is really famous for its spring water. More legendary, Stream Of Praise's "spring" refers to Jinan, and this "spring" also shows the source of the gospel. A friend told me that many people in the world are praying for this "spring" and the gospel will come from here.
It's been half a year since I left the place where I was reborn. However, the small church by Daming Lake, the gurgling spring water beside the church and the melodious piano sound in the church are all memories that I will never erase. It is very cold in winter in Jinan. I hurried to the church after work, and there was boiling water at the door, which was so sweet. Countless nights, after gathering from the church, I waited at the station alone. Although it was bleak in the cold wind, I came home in a cold room and a cold bed, but my heart was full of strength and hope. The source of hope comes from Jesus Christ, the savior who brings light and warmth to all mankind. Thank God, spring has come, and my home has moved to the edge of "Wang Fu Pool" 50 meters away from the church. It's my colleague's old house, a small quadrangle. Although there is no wind in summer, the sweet spring water flowing out of the well in the yard is my favorite. In summer, the room is also cooler, with window machine air conditioning. Although the voice is a little loud, it is very satisfying. Although the house is a little old, the computer in the room always sends out beautiful hymns. Every party night, I will ride that 40 yuan's "old car" to church early. I will sit quietly in the church, read the Bible, pray, watch the sunset and feel the sweetness of being with God. As dusk approaches, the brothers and sisters of the choir come to the back room to practice singing. The room is small, and it's too hot in summer in Jinan. I sweat the most and always have a towel in my hand. The conductor is a very warm-hearted sister. She is rarely absent for more than 1 year. She plays the piano very well and has a high musical attainments. There are beautiful hymns every time. Stream Of Praise, except for you, the Lord of hosts, I have no feeling of love, which makes Stream Of Praise ~ ~ too much. And every Saturday night, college friends will come to church for the first time, and we will present them with a song "A Gift", which makes me very moved. Because I also experienced that first time, God's hand caught me and brought my heart from this noisy world to his sweet spring of life. The days before I left Jinan were the most painful. I really can't give up, I can't give up my brothers and sisters in that small church, that poetry class, I can't give up the days when I didn't have any attachment except you on the ground. But one day at noon, I kept repeating a sentence in my dream, "We should leave the beginning of the truth of Christ and try our best to be complete." Yes, although my wings are not fully full, the love of the Lord calls me with concern, calling me to leave the beginning of the truth of Christ and strive to make myself complete. Back to Yantai, my hometown of physics, I experienced confusion, failure and regret. Finally, one day, I read "To pull, to tear down, to destroy, to overthrow, to build, to plant". Oh, my Lord, how beautiful your will is.
Oh, my God, although the room is big today, the sky is blue, the air is fresh and the beach is beautiful. However, my heart still misses Jinan, which is a little dirty and hot. I miss my spiritual hometown, my brothers and sisters, my brother who has endless words, my sister who prays for me every day, every stormy night, and many times when I go to sleep with the best wishes of my life. Tonight, may you hold my hand in your dream and come to Daming Lake again, so that I can relive that song except you. May I have no attachment on the earth except you in my life. Who else can I be in heaven but you? I don't have any worries in this world except you. Who can dry my tears except you? Who can comfort me except you? Although my body and my heart are gradually declining, God is the strength in my heart and my eternal blessing.