Monday, 22 August 2011

Wednesday, 27 July 2011

My Dream Right Now is to be a Teacher



As I find myself getting closer and closer to achieving this dream,
to become a professional in what I do...
I find myself in a dilemma...as I see those around me struggle or strive...
...then I remembered king Agur's words...

"Two things I request of You
(Deprive me not before I die):
Remove falsehood and lies far from me;
Give me neither poverty nor riches-
Feed me with the food allotted to me;
Lest I be full and deny You,
And say, 'Who is the Lord?'
Or lest I be poor and steal,
And profane the name of my God."
-Proverbs 30:7-9-

Ok?

Monday, 25 July 2011

Wednesday, 20 July 2011

Contentedness


Is it possible to be satisfied
with all that we have and all that we are today?

Some days I complain.
Some days I just listen and obey.

Some days I am greedy.
Some days I say enough is enough.

Some days I neglect life.
Some days I am thankful for all that have and all that I am.

Then I came across this verse again.
"...godliness with contentment is great gain."

Godliness comes first before contentment
which results in great gain.

So what does God think about it all?
What does His word say?

Sunday, 3 July 2011

A World that Does Not Exist


I want so many things,
yet I pretend I don't.

I demand perfection,
though I act like I don't care.

But in the end,
I have created a world that I don't belong to.

Sunday, 26 June 2011

Fallen Leaf


Winter has come once again,
and cold chills run through my veins.
Strong gusty winds blow against me,
and as I walk it blows into my eyes until I cannot see.
A fallen leaf is carried away from its mother tree,
flying here and there until it arrives before me.
I bend down to pick it up,
the leaf in my hands, like a cup.
I see now,
but how?
I am not alone.
He has always known.

Thursday, 23 June 2011

While Waiting...



While waiting for her to finish her lesson,
I go on a walk and listen to music.
I walk on the foot paths beside the road,
and while walking I breathe out my day's load.

While waiting for her to pick me up,
I go on a walk for a dose of exercise.
I walk fast and slow and up and down,
and while walking I smile as opposed to a frown.

While waiting for Him to show me His plan,
I go on a walk and try to see.
I walk on this narrow path and sometimes I stray,
and though I walk afar He leads me back some day.

While waiting for Him to answer me,
I go on a walk and try to listen.
I walk impatiently and frustratedly,
yet silence seems to be so I must learn to wait and see.

While waiting in this time of waiting,
I know I have to keep walking,
I need to do what I must do, can do,
and hope in what is good and true.

Thursday, 16 June 2011

If Jesus Came To Your House













If Jesus came to your house
To spend some time with you,
If He came unexpected,
I wonder what you'd do.

Oh, I know you'd give your nicest room
To such an honoured guest
And all the food you'd give to Him
Would be the very best.

And you would keep assuring Him
You're glad to have Him there--
That serving Him in your home
Is joy beyond compare.

But when you saw Him coming,
Would you meet Him at the door
With arms outstretched in welcome
To you heavenly visitor?

By Anonymous

Tuesday, 7 June 2011

Scars
By Little Miss Mel

Just like how some fade over the years,
some stay put in place no matter what we do to try and erase them.
And while some are not seen on a daily basis,
some are so painstakingly visible you wish for blindness.
Some scars don't hurt after a while,
but some remain just as painful as on the very day you got them.
Little ones skim the surface of our lives,
many scars go far enough to make us remember,
a rare few leave a gaping crater.

These scars - big or small, deep or superficial - they are all there for a reason.
Whether or not they are there to remind us of past mistakes or choices wrongly made, of events we never saw coming or of circumstances over which we had no control..
 ..Scars are there to remind us that the past is real,

and also...they ARE supposed to heal.

 "It is for freedom that Christ has set us free.
Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery."
- Galatians 5:1 -

Monday, 6 June 2011

Heart Beat


My heart beats fast when I run,
when I jump, when I skip,
when I am nervous or fearful,
when I get a fright or have too much sugar,
or too much caffiene, yes, it beats a heart full.

And our hearts beat every moment I live,
every moment  we breathe,
we send a wave of life through our body.
But I take it for granted how hard this beat works
to fill me up and change me every second even as I study. 

Yes, I should be studying,
but I've taken this little while
to write this in a heart beat,
and a bit, of how I need to keep going
that my heart may keep beating with His until we meet.

Wednesday, 1 June 2011

Where Are You?


I stopped to give you a wave,
but you didn't wave back.
I wondered why you didn't  see me.
Maybe there's something you lack?

I stopped to give you a high five,
but you didn't high five me.
I wondered if you saw my hand.
Oh what could it possibly be?

I stopped to ask you, "How are you?"
but you said you were good...just good?
I wondered why you didn't tell me.
Maybe after some time you would?

I stopped and just gave you some space,
but you seemed like you needed help.
I wondered why you didn't ask.
Instead you cried and let out a yelp.

I stopped and I just stood there with you,
and I walked with you and carried you too.
I know you are but just a child.
And I want you to know, I am always with you.

Sunday, 29 May 2011

Wednesday, 25 May 2011

Look at the Sky



C alm and quiet, floating in the sky
 L  ies a string of clouds
 O  ver my head.
U nderneath the string of clouds I stand still and watch,
D  elighted to see a little message as I look at the sky.

Wednesday, 18 May 2011

Tanka


guitar
strumming, plucking, soothing sounds
makes joyful songs
at home in the comfort and warmth of family
no lonesomeness, no silence, no stopping of laughter and singing.

Monday, 16 May 2011

Out of Words


When words run out,
something's not right.
Something's out of balance.
And maybe a song might just be enough.

Saturday, 14 May 2011

Tanka


play
fun, joyful, with lots of laughter
satisfying the inner child
in an unfamiliar or familiar space and time
no pain, no sorrow, no loneliness for the moment.

Patience...I Am Still Growing Up


P art of growing up is letting children be children for the moment right?
A nd why do adults demand children grow up quickly?
T imes are changing but does that mean a children are robbed of their childhood?
I s there a right way to grow up?
E ver wonder how to go back in time?
N o one can tell you how to grow up right, you just do?
C an't they just let children be just as they are?
E ndless questions but it's all part of growing up yes?

Sunday, 8 May 2011

Tanka -part III-



sand
smooth, wet, with writings marked in it
written for a special person
near the sea shore
no voice, no reason, no one else there.. except for One.

Tanka -part II-


pebble
smooth, pallid red, uniquely shaped
sits and rest
amongst the many other pebbles
no other like it, no place to be, no sense of belonging.

Tanka -part I-


candy
sweet, cherry red, heart-shaped
for a special person
trampled on, crushed and thrown away
no sweetness, no one to hold it, no love from its recipient.


Friday, 6 May 2011

There's a Hole There..


*Life without Jesus is like a donut,*
*Like A donut,*
*Like A donut.*
*Life without Jesus is like a donut*
*Because there's a hole in the middle of your heart!*
 
-A children's hymn-

Wednesday, 4 May 2011

I Can't Help But...


I can't help but wonder
what the future holds for us.
Of what tomorrow will bring,
I sometimes fear for the worst.


I can't help but wonder
what is around the corner down the road.
Of what is in store behind there,
I sometimes fear I cannot bear the load.


I can't help but wonder
which dreams will come true.
Of what reality is and happens,
I sometimes fear of change anew.


I can't help but wonder
because it gives me the power to think.
And when things happen just as they are,
I will learn to accept it, understand it and see the link. 

I can't help but wait
and help whosoever needs it.
In doing so I hope,
I am doing my bit.

Are You There?


I can't help but feel empty at times.
Though I am surrounded by love,
I feel somewhat isolated from it somehow.

But no matter how much love surrounds me,
I still need that constant reminder,
and it needs to reach my heart...but how?


By hearing the Words of life over again,
letting the whispers of a still, small voice
into my heart to say, "You are loved"...that's how.

Friday, 29 April 2011

Seven Joys



Seven joys I had discovered tonight.
As I counted my blessings for this week...
these are my seven joys that I found.

1. Painting the new church,
and finally finishing the white coats of another room.

2. Climbing a steep rocky hill side conquering my fear of heights,
to reach the top of the hill and have a seat beside my cousin admiring the scenery.

3. Walking in the rain while it was pouring cats and dogs,
then my little brother came to the rescue to take me home.

4. Cutting and gluing recycled paper and paper plates,
creating paper mask characters to tell a story to the little ones during RE class this week.

5. Catching up with a long time bestie,
and exchanging belated birthday wishes and presents.

6. Being able to witness the royal wedding live,
and sharing in the joys of a historical event and fairytale-like marriage.

7. Seeing the countless stars this chilly night,
and admiring the beauty of a clear yet cloudy sky.

Sunday, 24 April 2011

What's my part again?


Sometimes I feel like...
the limb that is falling off the owner.
And I wonder if I am a part that is...
disposable or useless, like a freeloader.

Being a part of one body is tiring,
and this reminder came timely in the day.
For no part is disposable or useless,
but every part has its role to play.

No matter how small or big the job is,
every part must do its given load.
For every work is accounted for,
as we walk along this narrow road.

Imagine, how would you type...
if you didn't have all your fingers?
Imagine, how would you walk...
on your hands when its not purposed for such long lingers?

Now I think I am making no sense anymore,
because I am tired and that's just it.
It's alright to rest, we need to recover.
That's just how the body works to grow and build itself up bit by bit.

Friday, 22 April 2011

Is it Raining?


Is it raining?...I wonder.
I am impatient to wait,
so I run from neath
the umbrella in its open state.

I run and run,
and I feel sudden trickles of tears
pouring on my skin and clothes now.
Then the cold and wetness become my worst fears. 

It feels as if sharp cold-like daggers
are tapping against my skin.
It feels as if my drenched heavy clothes
are weighing me down from a certain win.

I just want to get home
that's all I think about.
I just want to get out
of this rain and chain of doubt.

Then I stop and sit down
and let it be, under the pouring rain.
I did not care about the scars from the rain drops...
then I felt a certain shade cover my damp and cold pain. 

An umbrella over my head,
a hand over my shoulder.
He said, "Come unto Me..."
So I stood up and went nearer.

I walk with Him under the rain,
side by side.
I knew I had run away again,
His word I had defied.

But it didn't matter,
because I could see it clearly.
He just wanted me to walk with Him
together under His umbrella, we went steadily.

Then the rain stopped.
I put my hand out to feel for drops or dew.
And nothing but the suns rays touched me,
then He said, "Take My yoke upon you."

I thought of running away again,
but I knew I needed Him along this journey.
Yet He said to me in a tender loving voice, "Follow Me."
And so He walked ahead and in the way He lead me.
  

Monday, 18 April 2011

It's Hard...But Don't Give Up



It's hard to take the first step
beyond what we are familiar with,
and beyond what we already know.

It's hard to take flight
into something that is above our level,
where we cannot see since we are so far below.

It's hard to keep it up
when it feels like we are giving everything we got,
and it feels like it's just not enough though.

It's hard to give now up now
after all we have started and put in,
it will be worth it in the end so all the way we'll go.

Sunday, 3 April 2011

The Next Exit


...How do I get there?

Sunday, 27 March 2011

The Mask I Must Wear



What you see on the surface,

is a struggle to wear a mask,
that is tiresome to wear if you ask.

But if it brightens the room,
if it changes someone’s day,
I’ll put it on until I can hide away.

Inside where the war rages,
continues the fight against one self,
but we need to remember we cannot rely only on ourself.

This Sums it All Up

If children have to do it,
adults ought to do it too.

A Moment to Spare


I was thinking about the time we spend on things on our daily agenda.
Half the time is spent on work because it is necessary for survival (I think, maybe more).
The other half the time is spent on ourselves, family or friends (I think, maybe less).
Then there's church for one day.
Then there's a couple of hours to spare if we're not too busy.
Everything has a time.
But I wonder... am I spending my time wisely?

Thursday, 17 March 2011

The Other Things in Life



Today,
these three things seemed to be all that was on my to-do-list.
I carried on with today as if the world was at peace,
as if nothing else mattered except my own day's agenda.
But somewhere in the world, people are in pain.
And someone somewhere else is praying for them.
Others still, trying to call home to their loved ones.
Some trying to return home.
While they struggle to fight for life,
I am here worrying about meaningless things.

And maybe Somebody is teaching me a lesson...
to care for other's needs, look out more, and listen.
What can I do for someone today?

Sunday, 13 March 2011

One Body, One Family



Right hand says: I can write and I can do so many things!
Left hand says: Hmm...I can...
Right hand says: You're so useless!...who needs you!
Left hand says:...(hides away)

Right leg says: Look, I can kick and I'm stronger than you!
Left leg says: I can still..still...
Right leg says: You're so useless!
Left leg says:...(hides away)

How can the one hand clap without the other, or how can one leg run if the other leg is gone?
Like one body functions better when all the limbs and everything are working together, that is how one family functions likewise. There may be the stronger ones to support the weaker ones, and there may be those gifted in these works and others in that but without each other, we can't do as well as a perfectly healthy body could if we were to forgo each other.

Thursday, 10 March 2011

Ugh

disgusted.
distracted.
daydreaming.
droopy.
drowsy.

Need a change...

delighted.
determined.
diligent.
daring.
doer.

Wednesday, 9 March 2011

Enough


...I've had enough!

It can be hard to say the words,
to say that you have done your part and a little more even,
or maybe you are already satisfied with what's on your plate.
And there's more but you are already tired with your current work load,
because any more and you might be driven like a cow with a goad.

Life shouldn't be like that;
being pushed around and told what to do all the time.
Obedience and submission is one thing,
but induced situations and forceful orders are another.
It's hard to discern when the moment we meet means this or the other.

You'd have to know what you want.
You'd have to make decisions on the spot,
and to make an informed decision,
you'd need to know what your values are,
to say what you want to say and mean it then and there.

...and maybe I'm just rambling now.

Tuesday, 8 March 2011

I Know He Knows My Needs


"God meets the needs of His creation.
So don't worry-He has saved the very best for you."
--- 
Have you ever picked up a dandelion before?
I believe the dandelion was happy for you to blow it's seeds into the wind,
because you would have helped it sow new seeds..and that's all the dandelion needs.

Yes.. I am a worrier.
Yes.. I do dwell on problems and anxieties I cannot control, and can't seem to stop thinking about.
And yes.. I forgot that I am not alone.

I know a lot of people who worry and fret over big and little problems, serious and silly things. Often we need a reminder that our heavenly Father doesn't want us to "live in a state of never-ending worry". Worrying Jesus said, is what unbelievers do because they don't have anyone to trust to take care of their needs, which means that a Christian should have God! I am so forgetful...but I believe He is taking care of all our needs right now.
---

"So don't worry...saying, 'What will we eat? What will we drink? What will we wear?' These things dominate the thoughts of unbelievers, but your heavenly Father already knows all your needs. Seek the Kingdom of God above all else, and live righteously, and He will give you everything you need."
MATTHEW 6:31-33 NLT

Wednesday, 2 March 2011

Whispers of Wisdom for the Moment


Seek,
and You Will Find

If you want God, He is there. He is not hiding. He truly wants to be with you.

God loves you. He truly wants a special relationship with, but He will never force Himself upon you. He wants you to desire His presence in your life. He has promised that if you seek Him with your whole heart, you will find Him. He won't hide in hard places; you just need to go to the right place to discover Him.
            Spend some time with God today. Talk to Him in prayer. Talk to Him as you would talk to your best friend--that is what He wants to be. Share your joys with Him. Share your troubles. Let Him experience everything with you. Then choose a passage from the Bible, and let God talk to you.
            Seek Him with you heart-you will find Him!


Whisper of Wisdom

But from there you will seek the Lord your God, and you will find Him
if you seek Him with all your heart and with all your soul.
DEUTRONOMY 4:29

Extract from...
-365 Daily Whispers of Wisdom for Girls: A YEAR OF INSPIRATIONAL READINGS-

Sunday, 20 February 2011

Rest...

We might take it lightly when we need it,
but good advice rings down our ears.
Our eyes might become heavy and dry,
yet we force it to stay open for worries or fears.

But what if there were no tomorrow?
Would we be satisfied with what we had today?
For the time He gives us in one day,
is it not enough to fulfil our duties and go on our way? 

Yet we might want more time in the moment,
as if 24 hours a day were not enough.
Wouldn't that be greedy because He had already said,
"...Sufficient for the day is its own troubles."

Rest is important on days like these of,
empty feelings like a tank running on low.
Setting times to rest is harder to stick to then you can imagine but, 
take time to rest when you need it though.

However rest is interpreted differently by everyone.
So find your kind of rest and stick to it,
because it's the best kind of rest for you.
Time for a little rest helps a lot even if it's just a for a bit.

Sunday, 13 February 2011

Gifts



Gifts can come in so many different sizes and forms,
and it's fun to think about, fun to make, and fun to receive.

Today I found a gift within a gift which unpacked even more gifts!
So I wanted to count the gifts that I managed to find today,
which brings me to the first gift-the gift of today.

The gift of today let me see so many smiles and hear of so much encourgement.
It was a day to rest from a busy week yet at the same time it was a busy day,
but rest and busy don't necessarily mean what they imply or what we infer.
So it was a good present, today's gift.

The gift of wisdom helped me hear whispers of words of a small voice.
It can be hard to hear at times when things get loud and noisy around,
and when I mean loud and noisy, it doesn't just mean what we hear with our ears.
So there is some special words for each moment, wisdom's gift.

The gift of family filled the place with warmth, smiles and laughter.
It was a good day to gather together and share some time and coffee or tea,
and a good time to reminisce of precious memories, even the most unexpected memories.
So quality time can be the gift of family.

There are still so many gifts to unwrap,
but these are the gifts I shall share for now. 
Even this scribbling can be the gift of a story to be remembered.

Thursday, 10 February 2011

Mirror, Mirror...


When I wake in the morning,
the first thing I do is visit the mirror.

The more I look and see,
the more uglier the image reflects.
 

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