Friday, June 23, 2006
Every night as i slumber, i feel like as though i am tied up like a prisoner cut from his vision, kneeling with roped hands at the guillotine. With ghoulish people crowding round the podium anticipating the next move. It seems scary when this recurring image flashes through my thoughts every now and then. It would be difficult to describe the agony that i will have to go through. I just pray that during the process of kneeling in front of the blade, an angel would appear.
written at 10:15 PM
Monday, June 19, 2006
If you're tired, just -->
written at 12:02 PM
yeah!
written at 12:00 PM
I didn't know that it would turn out this way, i didn't realized that angel had a filled heart. I opened the door slightly early, i'm so sorry i made you suffer.
written at 11:49 AM
written at 11:33 AM
Sunday, June 18, 2006
written at 11:40 PM
Dear God, i thank you for giving me life. I pray for all the wrong deeds i've made, i pray that You will forgive me for the things i have done that displeases You. You were there when i was happy, You were there even i had the most joyful moments of life, You were there when i was sad, You were there when my heart couldn't endure what it couldn't carry, i thank You for everything. The only thing i could repay You is to worship You with a full heart. i'm sorry Father. Please forgive me. Thank You. I love You FATHER.
written at 8:59 PM
In what way is God good to us, why do people see that God doesn't exist in their life? In my opinion, they choose not to accept God's love. I have experienced Him in my life many many times. He works in ways that one cannot figure out why He does all this things. Some may feel that what He does, seems bad and they question, why is He doing this to me. The only answer i can offer is this, if your father were to scold you, hit you or says something about you, he is doing out of love. It's the same for God. If he loves us, He wouldn't do something to hurt us. To us, it may seem that He's provocative or even a callous God. Think again if ever this thought comes. Every drop of rain, every star-filled night, every bit of food, every good night's sleep, every minute of health. In short, every single thing that makes us happy and sustains us, is a gift from Him that represents His goodness.
written at 5:23 PM
Saturday, June 17, 2006
I see you each and everytime, i hear your voice like the howl of the wind. The sound of your voice wouldn't be just described as chocolates for the ears, it would be also described as the amount of comfort i feel as i absorb it. If a picture paints a thousand words, you would paint a thousand pictures. If you asked me who are you to me, i would say you are an angel from above, and everytime i close my eyes, i thank the Lord for you.
written at 2:37 PM
If you're tired, just -->
yeah!
