Scribbled Art

Sunday, October 24, 2010



We are the broken chords holding this together. The timeless threads fabricating this story untold. The wind whispered in our ears and the songs the daisies breathe. We are the cloudy wisps of dreams woven with tears and toils and soils. The love ached from every memory and every shattered lost. We are the hope built on castles of sands and the footprints walked by every star we gaze. The things unsaid and the words unheard floats and tumbles. We are the October days and the quiet thoughts. Of paper books and paper hearts and this grey line drawn so thin.

Faith

winter breath

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Breathe in.
Breathe out.

Headphones on, music loud. Trying desperately to find some meaning, some answer, some thing, anything, hidden within the lyrics of the song.
Just to feel that little less lonely, just to feel that little more hopeful, just to feel that little bit happy.

It's crazy.
For so long, I've always tried to be strong. I know I have you. And you. And you. Haha. It's kind of ironic that during the season of my life where I discover the true value of friendship is also the same season of life that I say good-bye to you. And you. And you.

It is during tragedy when you realize your weaknesses, your strengths, your blessings and your burdens. It is through tragedy that you know who you've got, and what you've got. And it is through tragedy that you only begin to realize just how helpless you are, and how much you need God.

So here's my call to you God. I have fought so hard, for so long, only You know how much I've gone through. And right now I'm feeling a little tired, and a little weak. I need you for Strength, for Comfort. I need Your shoulder to lean on, Your hand to wipe my tears, Your arms for protection, Your voice to soothe.

Psalm 23
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters.
He restores my soul,
He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
For you are with me.
Your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies,
You anoint me head with oil, my cup overflows.

Surely goodness and love shall follow me all the days of my life.
And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.

Amen.
Scribbled Art

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Spotlight's on me.

I want to dance and sing and shine like a star

Spotlight's trained on me.

I want to glitter and sparkle and act like a child.

Spotlight shines on me.

I want to laugh and cry and shimmer like gold.

But maybe just maybe I'll just sit and stare back.

Maybe cry at the fact that the spotlight's too bright.

Dissolve and dull in comparison to life.

Hide back in shadows where it resides no light.

Faith

tl:dr

Saturday, May 22, 2010


That's my lesson for this week. Or this month. My lesson.

Forgiveness.

But that's the simple truth.

Jesus didn't do anything wrong. Yet he died for us.

God didn't do anything wrong. Yet he forgave us. Over and over and over again.

You may not think you have done anything wrong. Yet you forgive. Simply because God gave you grace. God gave you mercy. God forgave you over and over. What else can you do but be humbled and in return, forgive others through the boundless forgiveness you yourself have received.

It's only logical. Only those who have been loved abundantly will know how to love abundantly. Only those who have been forgiven abundantly, will know how to forgive abundantly. And God love and forgave us abundantly, so we have no excuse.

Its like the analogy with the cup. Imagine you're a cup, and you're being filled with water, you're filled to the max, and still more water is flowing in. Soon, the water is displaced and water starts trickling out. As more water is being filled in, more water flows out. As much as the water is poured in, the same is poured out.

Luke 6:36

Be merciful. Just as your Father was merciful.

The verse is so simple. So very simple. But yet so very hard.

I remember sharing this some time ago. And right after that, God put me to the test I guess. I failed miserably.

Forgiveness. Even if you don't think you're in the wrong. Even if they aren't sorry. You forgive. Because that's what Jesus do.

"What would Jesus do?" was the mantra that I learnt from Derick. And I mean this as no joke. Derick was the one beside me, helping me. Honestly and sincerely, God spoke the most to me through him.

Pride. Anger. Humiliation. Hurt.

Its hard to break through those barriers, those dams. But what would Jesus do? Forgive, forget, love.

It's hard doing something that's unmerited, undeserved.

Its hard. Oh man I know its hard. The longest grudge I've ever held is six years. Six. But I got to learn.

This is my lesson to learn.

Forgiveness.