Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Sunshine,
I love observing people, looking at them, and just noticing the Jesus in them. Like the little boy that was hopping from a garden stool to another in the park and his innocent smile. Or that guy at the bus stop holding his books and that moment where his eyes sparkled as his smiled like a little boy towards the sky. Or the times when I fall in love with the real portrait of people, with hands clapsed, eyelids down, praying. In them, I see love, I see a reflection of God. It's in these moments, I feel real joy and happiness on this Earth. With this, I pray that people might see a reflection of God in me.
The previous week was precious, precious because I've never been through so much in a week, and by myself. Through this week, I've fell, I've cried alone, I've picked myself up, I've became stronger. But I knew, I wasn't really alone. (: He, our love, was there beside me, wiping my tears away, and whispering sweet notes and jokes to make me laugh into my ears. To think I devoted precious time of my life feeling sorry that the people I loved so much were too busy with their life to spend time to listen to my drama-rama's and nitty-gritty's of my days, looking back at how silly I was.
It's really tough to answer you when you ask me face-to-face because how much it meant to me, no one will ever know the real value of that besides the one up there, as such the time I spent preparing my applications and drafts and more paper work. But yet, my lovely friend informed me, I wasn't given a chance to live my dream the way I hoped to. Initially, while I was walking in through the darkness, I cried silently to myself as I ached so badly, which was made worse with the fact the people I rendered closest to my heart were not able to allow me to enter their lives for that moment to seek comfort for that moment. But really, I realised, not given to live my dream the way I wanted it to be, does not mean I can't. When you see me in reality, try to avoid asking me, after all, I'm human, I do feel the pain.
I've one and a half hours, after which, I've brahms lessons, and I'd get some shuteye before 2.50a.m (: HEH, to think a few weeks ago, Angel said : " world cup? what a waste of time! " Well, that was before cristiano ronaldo (note: he's just eye candy to me. (: am not crazy over his playing) came into my life. Well, sunshine, i need to get my sixer's badly, do pray for me. (: *winks.
If it doesn't happen in the way you want it to, it doesn't mean it ain't happening.
Keeping you in prayer.
the time is 12:01 AM
Sunshine,
I love observing people, looking at them, and just noticing the Jesus in them. Like the little boy that was hopping from a garden stool to another in the park and his innocent smile. Or that guy at the bus stop holding his books and that moment where his eyes sparkled as his smiled like a little boy towards the sky. Or the times when I fall in love with the real portrait of people, with hands clapsed, eyelids down, praying. In them, I see love, I see a reflection of God. It's in these moments, I feel real joy and happiness on this Earth. With this, I pray that people might see a reflection of God in me.
The previous week was precious, precious because I've never been through so much in a week, and by myself. Through this week, I've fell, I've cried alone, I've picked myself up, I've became stronger. But I knew, I wasn't really alone. (: He, our love, was there beside me, wiping my tears away, and whispering sweet notes and jokes to make me laugh into my ears. To think I devoted precious time of my life feeling sorry that the people I loved so much were too busy with their life to spend time to listen to my drama-rama's and nitty-gritty's of my days, looking back at how silly I was.
It's really tough to answer you when you ask me face-to-face because how much it meant to me, no one will ever know the real value of that besides the one up there, as such the time I spent preparing my applications and drafts and more paper work. But yet, my lovely friend informed me, I wasn't given a chance to live my dream the way I hoped to. Initially, while I was walking in through the darkness, I cried silently to myself as I ached so badly, which was made worse with the fact the people I rendered closest to my heart were not able to allow me to enter their lives for that moment to seek comfort for that moment. But really, I realised, not given to live my dream the way I wanted it to be, does not mean I can't. When you see me in reality, try to avoid asking me, after all, I'm human, I do feel the pain.
I've one and a half hours, after which, I've brahms lessons, and I'd get some shuteye before 2.50a.m (: HEH, to think a few weeks ago, Angel said : " world cup? what a waste of time! " Well, that was before cristiano ronaldo (note: he's just eye candy to me. (: am not crazy over his playing) came into my life. Well, sunshine, i need to get my sixer's badly, do pray for me. (: *winks.
If it doesn't happen in the way you want it to, it doesn't mean it ain't happening.
Keeping you in prayer.
the time is 12:01 AM