December 2010
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The year’s coming to an end. 2010 especially, is a crazy year. Studying every minute where possible, really kicking and shoving this brain of mine into action the second I wake up in the morning. Having so much gaping wounds to deal with, so much space to cover. Trying to spend time with the people I love, making sure I’m there enough, making sure they feel loved enough. Most...
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LET THIS BE TRUE LORD. Please.
Pictureplane, Goth Star
Ethan, with the little wooden toy car I bought for him.
Dear alone time: They should not creep into my...
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Outfits to inspire: next attempt I hope
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Complements
I hardly ever write the direct and personal sort of blog posts. But today got me thinking about my future best friend and husband. Who will stargaze with me. Share his poems and life. Fix jigsaw puzzles and problems together. Watch traces of God’s fingerprints and His designs in all. God is amazing and I am going to make the best out of my singlehood. His rewards are just plentiful and...
When the night comes
The sunlight creeps into this grey room. Paper friends come to play. So we’ll lay out the dollhouses. Set up the bricks. Switch on colour lights. The breeze, clouds and sunshine like an orchestra in coordination, and my heart would dance under the gentle blue skies. But when the paper is stained with tears and a crimson flow, the ribbons that once binded us together will fall apart. They...
“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be...”
– Isaiah 9:6 (KJV)
Like peas in a pod
Don’t lose me. You’re not a jar I pour all my love and life into; you’re in it.
If you hear me
I wear my headdress and paint blue and red on my face. The sky speaks to me, glowing majestically from above. And the trees they provide nests of comfort for my worn-out heart. So, barefoot, I’d run across the cold floor into the tent, into the woods. I brush the snow fallen on my shoulders and pull the thick blankets closer. The crystal drops that on my cheeks will disappear with a few...
I came across craft hope. Hoping to set up a d.i.y. website for a cause too!
I carry all of myself, scooping up the fragments and trying to roll up the films of my not-so-perfect life. I’ll bring all I can, gather every bit of my heart, and run into Your arms. I just want to stop living by the numbers, and their gazes or glass shards for words; stop being desperate and instead drown in living waters. This is a step. I’m taking that hand that will pull me up.
‘Cause I’m in want of that freedom from pain, more than you can ever comprehend. So go ahead with your role-playing; I’m done.
I'm a firework
Let’s just say, we have had enough of these: cold treatment, hollow eyes, frozen faces and words dripping with sarcasm and detachment. You can go ahead and point out all my flaws; just so you know that I see God coming through even more every time you point out my weakness. So maybe I’ll prick my fingers for a few attempts at unrooting the rose of a problem but no. As much as it looks...
What I Want For X’mas: Just a pair of comfy bedroom slippers. The cute kind from Artbox. Just saying.
Prayer is our lifeline to God. LIFELINE.
Like Nothing
Like a huntress, for a loved one lost Arrows to kill the wild; the mechanism To defend a thin glass heart
She sits on a smooth rock; Speaking to the moon Cleaning her wounds
With the silver moonlight And glitter eyes In hope of a new view
Washes her hair by the River; in the scene Silence is her music
A leaf falls to the ground, The minutes accumulated The days spent counting
Love it!
Psalm 70:5 “Yet I am poor and needy; come quickly to me, O God. You are my help and my deliverer; O Lord, do not delay.”
