Don't Waste Your Life

Life's a journey - don't forget to unpack.

Where it all meets

Perhaps then, it is at the cross of Christ that we find what we crave for most deeply in this world. Love and sacrifice, justice and mercy, faithfulness and grace. It is at the cross of Christ that all these meet, and if we dig deep enough into the core of our being, we will find that these are the things we will live and die for. - Me

To you, my reader. :)

There, look on me, so that you may not praise me beyond what I am; there, believe me, not others, about myself; there, attend to me and see what I have been in myself, through myself. - St Augustine

I thoroughly enjoyed myself yesterday. Although sleeping at 330am is a complete nightmare for me, yet i reallie loved it.

Somehow, I can never resist time spent with a fren with a drink and aircon and just relaxing and chatting.. and of course asking 'Have you ever?' questions.

I understand that it's oftentimes been very tough on you, slogging it out alone and fighting a battle on your own. Let me assure you, it's not something that you piled on yourself, rather something that came along with the decisions each of us makes. While i wish it with all my heart that it'll be otherwise, I do see that this will continue to be an issue that will disturb you for some time to come. And when it does, rest assured that you can come to me. While I am not always the best comforter or the best listener (i tend to analyse too much instead of simply loving e person who is sharing with me his/her issues; and it's something i need to change), I assure you that i'll be there for you, and i will try my very best to support you and uphold you.

Yes, such a sense of security. Even though the act is as simple as just interlocking hands, but it does give such a sense of security. I sense it deeply when i lock my hands to give my dear niece that sense too. Yet I wish many times I can be the one who is supported and not the supporter. I wish many times that someone WOULD hold my hand.


Tempests rage, rains fall

Yet the world often steps us down to just a humble crawl.

Winds carress, snowflakes fall

Reminding me you're special like few others i've met before.

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