Like Chasing Wind

Ecclesiastes 1:2-11 (New Living Translation)

Everything Is Meaningless

² “Everything is meaningless,” says the Teacher, “completely meaningless!”

³ What do people get for all their hard work under the sun? ⁴ Generations come and generations go, but the earth never changes. ⁵ The sun rises and the sun sets, then hurries around to rise again. ⁶ The wind blows south, and then turns north. Around and around it goes, blowing in circles. ⁷ Rivers run into the sea, but the sea is never full. Then the water returns again to the rivers and flows out again to the sea. ⁸ Everything is wearisome beyond description. No matter how much we see, we are never satisfied. No matter how much we hear, we are not content.

⁹ History merely repeats itself. It has all been done before. Nothing under the sun is truly new. ¹⁰ Sometimes people say, “Here is something new!” But actually it is old; nothing is ever truly new. ¹¹ We don’t remember what happened in the past, and in future generations, no one will remember what we are doing now.

I can choose to lament on how terrible life has been for the past few weeks or I can choose to praise God for things He has allowed to happen to strengthen my walk. I chose the latter. So there is a void on what’s been happening to me lately.

Most certainly, as always, He has proven Himself faithful. During the darkest moments when He was silent, no doubt it left me wondering if He still cares that I’m hurting so much. But men of old has reminded us to bite the bullet during those period for His purpose will reveal in due time. True enough, I’m starting to catch a glimpse of  His revelation.

It’s been quite a journey for 2009. Transitions after transitions. I’m growing weary of it. When will I find my pit stop? Or perhaps a safe harbour? Lord, more of Your Grace in me, please.

PS: At this point in time, I stumbled across this article which makes me feel like I might just be caught up in it. Have a read.

When The Game is Over…

It all goes back in the box.

Awesome book. Highly recommended to all who wanna live right according to His standard amidst this messed up world. I was really being glued to it every morning on my way to work. On some occasions, I even get slightly frustrated cos I don’t get enough of it. All in all, it’s a good book to keep. I’m getting it for myself!

Coming to what has prevented me from writing all these while, it’s none other than the relentless work and the stress that accompanied it. Some days treated me bad while others make me the happiest girl on earth. Let’s just start off with the good. Firstly and most importantly, I am surrounded by superb colleagues and a great team to work with. Though I may still be a greenhorn, they have lavished me with opportunities that stretches my potential. On top of that, I’m greatly privileged to attend the launch of UOB whitecard. It is indeed an eye-opener. All the glitz and bling, dresses and fragrance, canapes and wines.. Welcome to the party! Hmm then again, ain’t all that glamourous after all. Thankfully, I didn’t spill anything all over myself, neither did I trip in my heels. Yet, I didn’t quite enjoy myself. It’s more of a work mission than “look-good-and-get-the-party-going” affair. Yeah, having said that, it was still one kinda experience man!

Here comes the tragic part. As a noob and fresh grad, one may expect blunders along the way and more so in my case. Perhaps you have guessed by now, I flopped badly in my first event assignment. Looking back, despite the preparation and preventive measures, what could have went wrong and shouldn’t go wrong, all went terribly wrong. I recalled being away for a short getaway during the National day holiday (which coincides with the event) only to be greeted by text messages of bad reports. On the second day, I had wanted to make my way back, but I can’t. It felt like being stuck in thick mud up to the chest level. In the end, the curtains finally drew after I made my one last unforgivable mistake. This one was real bad. Perhaps ten times worst than any of those before. I wanted to bury myself six feets under and never to resurrect again. That night, as I left my office, my heart sank to the deepest of oceans. On the same night, I sent an apology email to D and L. That was no easy feat. Bracing up with whatever that was remaining, I did all the difficult yet necessary stuff. Fast forward to the very next morning, I was greeted with replies from D and L. A surge of emotions overwhelmed me and tears burst forth. In their graciousness, they spoke gentle words and gave wise advise. I can only thank God for such wonderful people. In all, I see one thing strikingly clear. That is, man can plan, but it is God who ordains. No amount of hard work or preparation could guarantee success, only He who so wills, is able to do so. Boy, am I glad it is finally over.

Some time this week, I felt lost. Lost in this game. Suddenly, it was brought to mind- “When the game is over, it all goes back in the box.”

Reconciliation

Last Sunday had been an extraordinary emotionally taxing day for me. It happened when 3 separate, individual talks kinda get to me. The first talk, being the most fruitful, touched my heart. It is of 2 men coming together, eating not just merely the humble pie, but a showcase of their true character. I teared knowing that they have finally let go of what had held them bondage and from growing; choosing unity in one body rather than their rights. It was quite a sight to see 2 full grown men tearing and finally a warm embrace to draw the whole episode to an end. A display of God’s hands at work in His people.

The second talk, probably one of the most disappointing truths I have ever known, ended all the awkwardness of the past few months. At least now I have an answer for myself, though a far cry from my ideal imagination, it was an honest response. I respect what was said and how it was dealt with. By now, I could have guessed that this whole thing is over. For the tears I shed, for the times you stood by me or me by you, I am thankful. No grudges, nor any hard feelings. If I hafta do this all over again, I will, for you have once brought me joy and a valuable friendship I used to so treasure. Though our paths diverge from here, I wish you well. The Lord surely has a purpose for all these. So I shall wait on Him to reveal to me in due time.

The last talk though doesn’t directly involved me, affected me just as much. I feel like a hypocrite at times. I know so well that I don’t like the way someone handles issues yet I make myself accept and attempt to like it. What stupidity. Yup, in all, the dust is starting to settle. May I see light shining thru soon.

People fall out and make up, some did while others failed. Going thru this phase of my life, I humbly ask God to reveal to me those that He wants me to reconcile with. May it be as He so wills.

P/S: Two brains are better than one. When three brains get together, it’s gonna be a wacky good time! Something so so exciting is brewing! But it’s still premature to disclose any information at this juncture. So stay tune for more real life! I bet you it’s not gonna disappoint!

♥ Hugs and kisses ♥

It’s Just Stuff

Some fun I had, while I went missing virtually..

Awesomely cool!

I can’t believe I have started work for 3 weeks already. Time flies. Many things happened and rolled by faster than I can grasp.

First, it was work. The thing about being self reliant/sufficient is that sometimes our best effort don’t get us where we wanna go. Even by trying very hard, we fall short of our expectation. That was lesson #1 for week 1 of work- to be grounded in God and my being is not based on achievement nor merits.

Week 2 paints a tougher picture. What big shoes I hafta fill! Everyone have requirement of themselves. It’s just a matter of to what extend. In this, I don’t allow myself much room for mistakes. Also, the fight against the need for achievement is always raging in me.  All it took was just one mistake at work to shake me up. Thankfully, for all the reminders, I looked up and saw a greater purpose and meaning in life.

Week 3 seems like a whirlpool. I thought I have been at it for years. But c’mon it’s only 3 weeks so why am I fretting? One particular day I was super edgy. With many things in mind; circumstances just made me soooo frustrated. Imagine with me… Many people came by the office for training of some sort. All of whom do not have the pass to enter the office. Seated nearest to the door, it became my responsibility to be the bell girl. Fine, I resign to fate.. I didn’t choose to sit so near to the door.. For an undisclosed reason, I have 2 phones on my table of which it never fail to drive me up the wall, especially when they both ring at the same time! I remembered vividly, while trying to reply a simple email which shouldn’t take me more than 2 minutes, I opened the door at least twice, picked up the phone more than thrice, replied sms to various people, talked to colleagues etc… All in all, my simple task has been interrupted so many times that I think it took me around 15 minutes or so (if not more). How productive. Whoever said that technology makes us more time-saving and efficient should think twice about their statement. Is it not becoming a highly irritable distraction?

Amidst all the rowdiness, I found sanity in the Lord as usual and also from my daily reading of When The Game is Over, It All Goes Back Into The Box. If you happen to identify with me, please do yourself a favour and grab this jewel from the nearest Christian bookstore. I guarantee you will be savouring it from page to page.

Some of the extracts which is too good to miss…

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People go through life, get stuff, and then they die, leaving all their stuff behind. What happens to it? The kids argue over it. The kids-who haven’t die yet, who are really just pre-dead people- go over their parents’ house. They pick through their parents’ old stuff like vultures, deciding which stuff they want to take to their houses. They say to themselves, “Now this is my stuff.” Then they die- and some new vultures came for it. People come and go. Nations go to war over stuff, families split apart because of stuff. Husbands and wives argue more about stuff than any other single issue. Prisons are full of street thugs and CEOs who committed crimes to acquire it. Why? It’s only stuff. Houses and hotels are the crowning jewels in Monopoly. But the moment the game ends they go back in the box. So it is with all our stuff…

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Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable. Sydney Harris

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I know of a few more dramatic examples of regret than the life of the great Scottish essayist and historian Thomas Carlyle. He wrote eloquently about the illusions of being Master of the Board: “Many men eat finer cookery, drink dearer liquors, but in the heart of them, what increase of blessedness is there? Are they better, more beautiful, stronger, braver? Are they even what they call “happier”? Do they look with satisfaction on more things and human faces in this God’s Earth; do more things and human faces look with satisfaction on them? Not so.”

To know this truth in our heads does not guarantee that we will live it. A few years before he wrote these words, Carlyle had married his secretary, Jane Welsh. She was highly intelligent and attractive, and she continued to serve as Carlyle’s secretary after their marriage.

Some time after their marriage, Jane became ill. Carlyle, who was perhaps not much tempted by money, was deeply devoted to his work. He did not seem to notice his wife’s ill health much. He was absorbed in what he was doing and allowed her to continue working. But she had cancer; eventually she was confined to her bed. Although Carlyle truly loved her, he found that he did not have much time to stay with her or much attention to give to her.

After several years of this, Jane died. The day of her funeral was stormy; they carried her body to the churchyard for burial through the rain and mud. Carlyle later returned to a house that was suddenly, shatteringly empty. Hw went upstairs to Jane’s room and sat in the chair next to her bed, the chair he had had so little time for. He noticed her diary lying next to her bed and began reading it. On one entire page she had written one single line: “Yesterday he spent an hour with me and it was like heaven; I love him so.”

A reality that he had somehow been too blind to see now revealed itself with a crushing clarity. He had been too busy to notice how much he meant to Jane. He thought of all the times he had been preoccupied with his work and simply failed to notice her. He had not seen her suffering. He had not seen  her love.

Thomas turned the page of Jane’s diary. He read the words that would break his heart, that he could never forget: “I have listened all day for his steps in the hall, but now it is late and I guess he won’t come today.”

He read a little more in her book and then put it back on the table and ran out of the house. Friends finally found him back at the churchyard kneeling in the earth at the side of her grave., covered with mud. His eyes red from weeping; tears were rolling down his face. “If only I had known, if only I had known,” he cried.

After Jane’s death, Carlyle made little attempt to write again. The historian lived another fifteen years but he lived them “weary, bored, and a partial recluse.”

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I wept.

Breaking Free

Long last, my freedom. Breaking away from the dreadful routine of having to wake up in fear thinking about needs to be studied, what will come out in the exam that I’ve not covered, the possibility of failing the module, yada yada… It’s been a living nightmare for way too long which many failed to understand and thus sympathise.

Who study consistently for months? Where do you find such motivation and discipline when your heart says let’s take a break? How do you keep it going when all you wanna do is to give up? How do you overcome the aftermath of guilt each time after you had such a fun time out there and the exam turned out crap? How do you rationalise it within yourself when you have done your best and yet you felt that you could do more? The worst is yet to be.

This week is rather depressing. Though I yearn and gasp for the air of liberty, there is no joy within as the end drew near. It got so hard to get along at one point in time when people around me have not only finished their exam, but came back from the grad trip and some even started work. It is foolishness, I know, to compare and get upset over such things. Yet, how can a human not feel? It’s like telling the sun not to shine.

Yesterday was especially painful for me. Having been buried in my notes for hours, yet nothing diffuses in. It can be translated to being defeated before the break of dawn. When the end is near, so near in fact, the joy is no where to be found.

It’s irritating when a particular someone belittled such experience and said that students have it best. I can understand why you fail to sympathise yet to dismiss it without a hoot makes me kinda… distressed? nah.. pissed off? nooo.. hmm alright, i dunno what kinda feeling that is, but i just wanna walk away there and then.

So, I looked up. Right in front of my studying desk is a magnetic board which clips all kinda cool, bimbotic and some inspiring cards, what not. There is this card which made hope arises and tears fall.

Trust in HIS timing

Rely on HIS promises

Wait for HIS answers

Believe in HIS miracles

Rejoice in HIS goodness

Relax in HIS presense.

Come near to God and He will come near to  you. James 4:8

Enough said. He is more than sufficient. His grace and love encompassing. His faithfulness, everlasting. Such is HIS FAITHFULNESS. ♥

Hatred Makes You Strong

I’ve picked out a few very meaningful and interesting excerpts from my most favorite online commentaries. Enjoy

One of my favourite scenes in Star Wars 6 (Return of the Jedi) is the one where Luke Skywalker finally bests his heavy breathing dad Darth Vader. Luke had tried to avoid fighting his dad but when Darth threatened to turn Luke’s sister to the dark side, Luke goes berserk and defeats his dad, cutting Darth’s right hand off in the process. The evil emperor, who has been observing this duel, makes the following offer:

“Good! Your hate has made you powerful. Now, fulfill your destiny and take your father’s place at my side!”

Every time I watch this scene, I am reminded that indeed, there is a certain strength that comes from hate and I fear afresh for many of my friends who have given themselves to be God’s servants, good people who try to do the right thing in a fallen world. How tempting it is to find strength in hatred especially when you feel your reasons are valid and your goals right.

Those who have been insulated from having to see evil and injustice upfront will find it difficult to understand this temptation. But those who have seen evil blatant, destroying lives, and apparently getting away with it again and again, will know the exhaustion of staying true to the side of the angels, and the temptation of finding strength from the dark side.

But if we claim that we are on the side of God we have to abide by God’s word and God’s word tells us:

[Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everyone. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay," says the Lord. On the contrary: "If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head." Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good. (Romans 12:17-21 TNIV)]

Earlier, Paul says: [Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. (Romans 12:14 TNIV)]

In “The Return of the Jedi” young Luke Skywalker refuses to choose the dark side, willing instead, to suffer and die for the privilege of remaining true to the light. Yet it is his very “weakness” that inspires his father to love once again and to turn back from the dark side. Love, apparently weak, conquers. Ok it is just a movie, and an old movie at that. But it is a great movie, and this is a scene that echoes something true, and it continues to teach us.

www.graceatwork.org

From The Wilderness & Beyond

Sometimes, I wonder along with  my friends whether changing church is a wise decision. No doubt nothing seems certain at that point in time and even after the  move has been implemented, I still questioned myself at times. So I came to the conclusion that I missed the people there more than anything else. After all, that’s where I spent my formative years and also building many important friendships. As I attend my current church week after week, something became clearer all the time. The message always speaks to me with regards to whatever issue I am facing at that point in time. That was my crystal-clear affirmation. Now as I look back, it really feels like a step of faith to venture out to wherever He may lead.

Rev K. K. delivered such an impactful message today which I felt almost obliged to share. Still studying on the Book of Numbers, he made the Old Testament comes alive! I like this joke in particular,

“How do you recognise Moses when you see him in Heaven?”

“By his flat nose!”

Cos he not only fell once but thrice face down in Numbers 16 alone. Verse 4, 22,45 tell us so. There were more incidents of him falling face down in the Book of Numbers while trying to intercede for the rebellious people of Israel.

Coming back to the point, one key lesson I learnt today was that there is no greater work than the work of intercession. When the people of Israel rebelled (time and again) against their appointed leader (and more so God) , God wanna punish them by destroying them all. Immediately,  Moses and Aaron fell prostrate to the ground and interceded on their behalf. That saved their lives! In Numbers 16:15, we saw that Moses was furious with the rebellious crowd. But note his response, instead of dealing with the rebellious mob, he spoke to God. In his anger he did not sin and neither does that gave him the right to do wrong. What was worth noticing is that in all his humanity, he proved that there is still a way to vent it out righteously. That is once again something that I needed to hear so bad for this week. Praise God!

In closing,

All of you, clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because, “God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble.”^{[a] 6}Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. ⁷Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. 1 Peter 5:5b-7

The only way to go up, in God’s eyes, is down on our knees.

Something completely off tangent, still, I find this so cool! One fine day, I pay it a visit!

Everland (Paris): a single room roof top mobile luxury hotel

Everland is a hotel with only one room, including a bathroom, a king-size bed and a lounge. What makes it so different is that -because it is also an art installation- this hotel travels! The Everland has been ‘parked’ in the most unsual places, like the roof-deck of the Museum of Contemporary Art in Leipzig, Germany, or the roof of Palais de Tokyo (with a spectacular view on the Eiffel Tower) in Paris.

Considering how unique a night in this hotel is, the price is not so crazy: you can get the only room and the unique view for 333 Euros during the week, 444 Euros during the weekends.

Audience Of One

All about earth

The next time you are tempted to over-magnify yourself, (just like what Ziwan said, some guys are so full of themselves), let’s put things into perspectives. We are but specks (what’s smaller than a speck?) compared to this magnificent galaxy, or the universe. After watching the clip, it does left me gasping in awe at the wonder of the Maker. It is written in the Bible that

Psalm 147:4-5 (New International Version)

⁴ He determines the number of the stars
and calls them each by name.

⁵ Great is our Lord and mighty in power;
his understanding has no limit.

Upon that billions and trillions of stars, God calls each one by name. How awesome is that! He must be very creative to do just that! Yet in all His majesty, He cares so deeply for each one of us.

Matthew 10:29-31 (New International Version)

²⁹Are not two sparrows sold for a penny^[a]? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father. ³⁰And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. ³¹So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.

The Maker of Heaven and Earth in all His splendor concerns Himself with such small details. He need not hafta bother about these teenie weenie little details but yet He does. Can you imagine, one day He goes like, “Oh, #347 strand of hair has just fallen off from your head!!” He cares even for the finest things that concerned about us. Not because of our significance but because of His great love! Putting everything together, the God who sprinkles the stars in the galaxy, giving name to each one of them, is also the same God who promises never to leave us nor forsake us. (Hebrews 13:5)

The word “never” in this passage is from “ou me”, in Greek what is known as an emphatic negative . In other words, “never” means just that! Never!)

The God of big and small

While I can never fathom the full measure of His great love, this is certainly an unshakable foundation of my belief.  

This is just another marvellously spectacular creation of His.

In awe of Him.

Audience of One.

Stealing A Moment For Breather

Absolutely fantastic show! It’s really marvellous except that the uncovering of the clues were developed too fast for me to catch. Oh wells I have the urge to watch it a second time!

Paella – a dish of saffron-flavoured rice cooked with meats, seafood, and vegetables. Originating in the rice-growing areas on Spain’s Mediterranean coast, the dish is especially associated with the region of Valencia. Paella takes its name from the paellera, the utensil in which it is cooked, a flat round pan with two handles; paella is traditionally eaten from the pan

Yummilicious A must-try at Serenity Spanish Restaurant and Bar, VivoCity.

There is something very special about this 2 roses- they don’t wither. Not like they won’t, but not within the next 2 years. They have been preserved and hence able to look that good all the time Such a fabulous idea right? Now guys can really save some bucks on flowers.

This has gotta be one of the most “happening” cars that I have ever sat in! One fine day, just one fine day, I’ll be the one steering, right, Calvin???

Having a good evening jog @ my secret garden.

Though not as spectacular as those of Karri forest, it does gimme a prelude of what’s to come.

This is the most “exciting” part of the whole evening. Initially, I was thrilled to see monkeys It’s like “Wow, boy, this is really so close to nature man!”

BUT, my excitement turned to horror when one of these fellows, (look at the one on the right, pic below), started charging towards me. It’s actually quite big and their tails are disgustingly long!! It was a foot away with its mouth opening wide, showing its teeth when the uncle chase it away with a branch! Freaks me out big time!! I am not kidding. SO beware of monkeys!!!!

SIGHhh, life of a drama queen…

After I managed to get past some other smaller monkeys, you bet I sprinted all the way outta the mangrove area!

The remaining time was spent admiring flowers and breathing in fresh air!

My cosmic clouds

If only, I can see the aurora in this lifetime. It will all be worthwhile.

Till then, mugging for OTIA is sucha pain. Right, Ziwan…

Up!

When the clouds seem their darkest

And the daylight won’t come;

When you’re up to your ears and drowning

And can’t find a straw to hang on.

When your load gets too heavy, or your shoes get too tight;

When you’re faced with life’s battles and have no will to fight;

Remember: Let go and let God.

Remember: He is the way.

You just trust in God’s mercy every night and every day;

Remember: All thru the darkness

Remember: All thru the storm

There’s a Light there to guide you.

And the Good Lord to lean on.

Copyright Pamilla deLeon- Lewis, 2003

Today is full of  divine intervention! And how I love the sound of it. Firstly, God showed me this passage when I was doing my QT and I thought to myself, this can’t be mere coincidence. How timely!

1 Peter 2:21-23 (New Living Translation)

²¹ For God called you to do good, even if it means suffering, just as Christ suffered^[a] for you. He is your example, and you must follow in his steps.

²² He never sinned,
nor ever deceived anyone.^[b]
23 He did not retaliate when he was insulted,
nor threaten revenge when he suffered.
He left his case in the hands of God,
who always judges fairly.

I was prompted to let go and not take things into my own hands. How unlike me cos I like to see instantaneous results, be it good or bad. Though at that point in time (and even now) I can’t see where this is heading, I am trusting that it must be something good.

Today, upon reaching school, I saw C. C is my JC schoolmate and we had lotsa fun laughing at each other’s sillyness most of the time. Apart from that, C is highly cynical. It could be anything, the government, our system, particularly student council and even religion. I have never dreamt that C will become a Christian one day cos of his cynicism and he probably look more like an atheist than anything else on earth.

To cut the long story short, he became one, (PRAISE GOD!) and started sharing me with something which I think is by divine appointment. He shared about his failed relationship and how God intervened divinely. Not only was he restored but he also received tremendous blessings, all because he prayed. Just as he felt refreshed by his Kinabalu mountain climb, God blessed him with much more. In his exact words, “bless until he cannot tahan.” After he came back from the climb, someone offered him a trip to US for free! Yeah, all expenses paid for! So in all, he travelled to LA, New York, San Francisco and Las Vegas. He said,

” Be careful what you pray for. It’s not about whether you will receive it, it’s about whether you can take it.”

LOL I thought that was funny coming from him. In his sharing he echoed what I learnt last night, let go and let God. I can’t expect God to mend my broken toy when I keep holding on to it and want it in my terms. Simple truth yet takes much courage and faith to do.

Looking at C, I was all the more convinced that there ain’t such things as new or old christian. You can be a Christian for more than half a century but remain as a pew warmer every single week. Or perhaps a new believer that is always thristing for more of God’s words. Isn’t it all about the heart attitude?

Just open this CD which I borrowed from a friend. And again, I was uplifted to see 2 things that stood out from it.

Psalm 56:4 (New Living Translation)

⁴ I praise God for what he has promised.
I trust in God, so why should I be afraid?
What can mere mortals do to me?

Psalm 56:8 (New Living Translation)

⁸ You keep track of all my sorrows.^[a]
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.

I was imagining God noting down all the pain that I have experienced lately and collecting each tear that fell from my eyes. Gosh, I was blown away. How immensely deep is His love for us! What comfort that brings to my soul.

The second one was the lyrics of this song, Shelter by Corrinne May. Can’t find the video on Youtube. It’s utterly amazing.

What’s wrong, whats getting you down
Is it something I might have said?
You’re walking around
with your head to the ground
and your eyes are watery red

I know you’ve been through rough times
Kicked around, thrown to the ground
but you’ve always been the strong one
So don’t tell me that nobody gets you
’cause I’m standing in your corner
Knocking at your door
You don’t have to be alone

Just call my name
Let me be an answer
’cause it hurts me to see you this way
I wanna ease your pain
Help me understand
Let me be your shelter my friend

We share a bond
You and I we belong
We’re like coffee and morning trains
You strip my defenses
I catch your pretenses
The same blood runs through our veins
I swore I’d be your lifeline
Made a vow that I’d surround you with love at every milestone
I’ll listen when nobody gets you
I’m still standing in your corner
Waiting by your door
You don’t have to be alone

Just call my name
Let me be an answer
’cause it hurts me to see you this way
I wanna ease your pain
Help me understand
Let me be your shelter my friend

It was not too long ago
You sought to understand
You helped me mend
Remember when
So promise me you’ll

Call my name
Let me be an answer
’cause it hurts me to see you this way
I wanna ease your pain
Help me understand
Let me be your shelter my friend

Lastly, C sent me an email which is totally splendid.

To: YOU

Date: TODAY

From: GOD

Subject: YOURSELF

Reference: LIFE

This is God. Today I will be handling All of your problems for you. I do NOT need your help. So, have a nice day. I love you.

P.S. And, remember..

If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do NOT attempt to resolve it yourself! Kindly put it in the SFGTD

(something for God to do) box. I will get to it in MY TIME. All situations will be resolved, but in My time, not yours.

Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it by worrying about it. Instead, focus on all the wonderful things that are present in your life now.

Now, you have a nice day!

God

“Let the LORD have all your worries & cares, for HE is always thinking about you and watching everything that concerns you.” 1Peter 5:7

The Lord has been really gracious and I will continue to pray for more strength, grace and wisdom. Shalom ♣

♥ Since it can’t get any lower, the only way to go is UP! ♥