woah..2 posts in 2 days straight- this is really rare recently but jus feel that there are things that i wanna write down somewhere.
estelle if you happen to read this:
i really like to read estelle's blog becos in all the posts i'd feel the reality and the presence of God so near to her in everything that she do and the things that she share- they really touch my heart. its good to have a friend like estelle who is always so nice and dear. you are a gift from God my pretty lady! love you!
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i was looking at some of the photos that i found on the church website..haha..quite interesting..
i found all of these on the church webbie. that is so fun! i found my own baptism pic- i dint know that they took one for everyone baptised- coolness..and i found the other pic of me doing the 3point shootout- that is really a nice angled picture. kudos to all chc photographer..haha. speaking of which i still cant find my voucher- please pray for it man.
and there are some 17th anniversary photos taken last week at the SIS. there is a very nice picture of Don Moen on the violin- multi-talented he is. that pic really look nice and there is the HUGE birthday cake and some celebration pictures there in the collage- i am jus too lazy to load them up one by one.haha.
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you know, there are times that we allow the walls to be built up and this is the only way to protect ourselves from getting into further hurts that would add to the wounds that have yet to heal. yet, while trying to do this- we build up a strong defense that we dont even know how to tear down ourselves. looking tough on the outside yet all so small and vulnerable on the inside.- crying for God to move and help cos we really dont know how to carry on. wearing masks that even we no longer know which is the real me anymore. that is so tough and that is so hard to overcome. how can you help someone whom you dont even know anymore. Yet, it is possible. i saw you today and i looked at you in the eyes. i saw the same fear that i saw when i looked into the mirror that time. i saw the same little girl who was crying out in the rain for help, sitting at the corner of the street waiting for someone to lend a helping hand. i know how that felt- it mus be a roten feeling.
what is the key to your heart? yet, even with the key are we able to open that door that we stubbornly hold it close so tightly? going through all the pain alone, wishing that there is something that can be done to the weaknesses that we have- yet unwillingly to admit that they are present in the first place. at times thinking what a lousy person we must have been- wanting to change but dont know how to.
i am glad that for me- they are mostly over. though there are things that you gotta get used to. but when you open your heart- its the time where you can experience the feeling of love and comfort.
A joy shared is a joy doubled, a trouble shared is a trouble halved.
God send wonderful people around us to help us and guide us like never before.
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eyes closing- going to slp le..
