faith sees the invinsible, believes the incredible, receives the impossible.

awaiting the miracles in my life.

just wait and see cuz it's happening every now and then, u just won't wanna to be missing out.

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was reading this article entitled 'Guarding your heart'.

" To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart

will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken ... The only place

outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the

dangers and perturbations of love is Hell. "

i wont deny it sounds perpetually deep, but how true is it, that if you've never gotten hurt, how can you say u've ever loved?

'there will often be fears, misgivings and hurts as we grasp what it means to be an imperfect person who deeply loves an imperfect person.'

so much hurt & pain but yet we all need love to nurture and grow. so howwww..

but thank God, there is God. seriously! where my heart can find safety in times of pain.

how many times have u told yourself.. i'm not going to go through anymore break-ups, i'm not going through any of that sh*tty pain, not going to hurt or cry anymore.

well, i did, just a while ago.

but i realise that the pain i've been through, has made me stronger, has made me more daring to open up once again even more to another imperfect soul, just wanting to trust and having faith that indeed there is someone out there just for me.

guarding my heart yet being vulnerable to heart you.

fiducia*

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Sometimes the truth hurts.
And it hurts deep.
There's no turning back the day when time stops.
No one i wanna lose
Not wanting any bloodshed on my hands
i'm gonna tell the world
cuz there is no turning back
so choose life, eternity.

In J.R.R. Tolkien's The Lord of the Rings, i found this part to be the most interesting which struck me.
Remember Frodo Baggins, the hobbit? He was entrusted with a dangerous mission of returning the gold ring to the fire of Mount Doom from which it was forged.
Along the way, evil stalks Frodo. Battles are lost. Friends like handsome orlando boom die.

Reflecting on such tragedies, Frodo confided in Gandalf, "i wish the ring had never come to me. i wish that this never happen."

Gandalf replies, "so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All you must decide is how to use the time that is given to you."

isn't life all too short? but somehow just so dreading at times, that if you think about it, everything seems to be so meaningless. So why in the world are you here on earth for?

think about it.

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i wonder where do all the missing letters go?

do the snails end up eating it?

or

does santa keep it for his surprise during christmas?

or

has it been sent to the poorer countries for sanitation purposes?

or

burnt?





i really wanna knowww. does anybody know?

is there anybody to sue for missing letters in your mailbox?

or

is there the lost & found box where all the missing letters are kept?

where in the world is the head office for snailmails.. there isn't one right? the world so big but yet so small. unfanthomable.

buttt, i really wanna knowwwww.

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When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I am saved"
I'm whispering "I was lost"
That is why I chose this way.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
And need someone to be my guide.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And pray for strength to carry on.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And cannot ever pay the debt.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are all too visible,
But God believes I'm worth it.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartaches
Which is why I speak His name.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I do not wish to judge.
I have no authority.
I only know I'm loved.

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Came across this poem in the mail.

I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time"

How silly it is to be so caught up in our busy life, me included and not spend quality time just dwelling and resting in His presence.

If i would describe His presence in my own words, it would be like a moment of being lost in time.

you know how sometimes when you are so happy having fun, you just wish it could last longer, you wish time stop still. yepp, that is the moment of being in God's presence, where there is fullness of joy.

Who doesn't wanna be joyful all day long? I agree that each day comes with their worries and fears and chores, and they just keep haunting us whenever we want to take a break from all that work. And sometimes our head just get buried under that pile of work that we can hardly come up to breathe.

But wouldn't it be sad that day in and day out you are just doing the same old thing, week after week, knowing life is so short and it would be over soon?

and worse of all, tiredness gets to you.

why not just take a moment each day to breathe life, admire the stars, grass, sea and all that's in between and count your blessings and give thanks. i guess life would be so much better ay.

Times of refreshing
Here in Your presence
There's no greater blessing
Than being with You.

My soul is restored
My mind is renewed
There's no greater joy, Lord
Than being with You.

The first thing that came to my mind after reading the poem was that, oh no! God please don't do that to me. Then, i know He won't because He loves me so and He's overwhelming love endures forever. Thank You, Lord that Your mercies are new each morning.

Just imagine if it happens, then like wouldn't we be all burning in hell. that image is quite scary but like what is most scary is that hell is real. I feel like the devil and hell has been becoming such a cliche word that sometimes people don't mind dressing up as a devil, or calling themselves devilicious. And like heaven and hell doesn't work anymore. it is in fact so real that it becomes fake. oh my. i think it's really scary, don't you think so?

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the world without peace and joy..

was the title of today's news. isn't it sad how we often want to be in control of all the things around us but couldn't. And right before our very ears we hear of bombings, terrorist attacks, wars which i think derives from pride and jealousy?

in this city of high level of uncertainty avoidance, everybody wants to be sure of where they are heading, what they are doing, who they are. "it must be perfect!"
but why?

i may seem ignorant about wars and natural disasters, that's because i can't stop it from happening. doesn't it pains, of cause it does. But what hurts even more is to see little children suffering the fate of their divorced parents.

not to be rude but, can't you just think before you do something rash. ya, i agree emotional do get in the way. But please use your brains! It isn't just thinking for yourself once you start living with somebody else. And it obviously isn't just making choices without your children or your spouse in mind, is it. Do you know how your child feels? that everyday she comes home only to see her siblings, and no matter how much she misses you and tries to ring you up, you scold her and changed your telephone number. And you, the man, kindly lay down your pride and head back home. there's people who care just awaiting your presence. come home please?

isn't this something of which you are in control of? why don't you bring that little joy in this little heart of your kids.

there's just so much i can do. can you pretty please put that smile back on her face?

Tis the season of love.

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