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In Love

No words can paint a picture
Of this cup brimming over
The sweetness that flows
Washing away fears
My woes
I am overcome

Oh that I be owned by You
No other mark would I wear
Even if shackled
I’m no prisoner
My cell
Your arms with no bounds

When the path is forgotten
And I am desperately lost
Fool I often am
Always wandering off
My bane
And You look over the pain

When doubts flood my senseless thoughts
And grief renders me broken
Cheerless my days grow
Promises all gone
My hope
Is Your relentless presence

Let me swim the depths of Your love
Experience unknown beauty
It keeps me wanting
Your riches untold
My quest
I shall be drowning

23 June 2014

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Running for Real

It’s the 7th of December and it’s already past 6 in the morning.

So why am I still up? It’s because I wanna zap my energy empty so I can sleep early tomorrow – later today, that is. Tomorrow is a pretty big day.

The 8th of December 2013 marks the first-ever race I have fully committed myself to. Mind you, I’ll only be going for 10k. You see, I did not use to be into running. I’m new into this whole thing. I won’t even consider myself sporty, though some say I look like one – LOL. Well if you counted dancing as one then I would, but you can’t really.

I grew up not engaging into any kind of sport. I was scared of flying objects or falling down or getting injured. I couldn’t keep up with too many things going on knowing everything I did could affect the team. I also had poor hand-eye coordination. It was one of those things I couldn’t really excel at in school so I never really bothered getting good at it.

That gap sort of hit me right in the face when I got older and realised I couldn’t dance forever or do drills in civilian military training to keep on being physically active! I had to find me something I could love. Then, school finished and I went to the UK. The second family that hosted me there were all into some kind of sport. The head of the house is a marathoner (he ran the London and Snowdonia Marathons). He was the one who inspired me to dive into it.

When I got back I started dreaming. I wrote down ‘run a marathon’ as one of my wishes. I put my gear on soon afterwards but I immediately lost the will to carry on when my running buddy got busy. But things have a funny way of getting back, I suppose. Last year, a former professor told me about Milo R2 Apex. Sadly, the training season then was about to end. Even sadder, the next season was during summer which I knew for sure I couldn’t do. And then came the latter half of 2013 along with the bigger push to get back to it.

Now here I am – loving it. Thank God I have found something new I can be passionate about. I am grateful for the experience, the people I have met, and that place where I can be and hear His voice in the middle of all the madness around me.

Tomorrow, I am running for real.#

Running for Real

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Jump

I long to fly
Where dreams come true
Somewhere close to You
And I am weightless
Not wanting

Hopes undying
Keep me alive
Pushing to a dive
Off cliffs unknown
Just daring

Fears can cripple
Even winners
Yet clear soft whispers
Fix me wings spread wide
Wrought through fire

Piercing through clouds
Once more dauntless
Love flowing endless
Life into my veins
I am free

29 October 2013

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Beautiful

I could not truly appreciate
The colours of your radiance
The light shining through
Piercing the darkness
A cloud that envelops my gaze

I have wanted to press on for long
Darts of hurt I got used to
The shackles pulling
Keeping me rooted
The spot that zapped my ebbing strength

I could not constantly fail trying
One can only reach so much
Before it gets numb
Becoming a fool
The part I did not wish to play

You would not let me endure much more
Those pierced hands I can now touch
They never withdrew
‘Twas I who dismissed
Sure help that had always been there

You raised me up from where I lay
Your presence breathed life in me
Suddenly I’m free
I can hear my heart
Strong and fast it beats once again

What I feared I would run away from
But then it hit me head on
Guess I have to fall
Feel the bruise and pain
To know what it’s like to be whole

I never knew love could be so real
A seed once sown in this soil
A grand idea
Fixture in my head
The depths I never dared explore

A rare flower now I am blooming
Out from the hole I have dug
You are here so near
I’m drawn to Your face
Nothing to behold but beauty

20 August 2013

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Desiring

This longing
Fills every bit of weary me
I am spent
Aching to behold your beauty
It’s not enough
These brief moments in your company
To be with you
Is what consumes me completely

Don’t know why
I drifted away so foolishly
When all this time
It’s you I’ve been wanting to see
Maybe I
Have not known what it’s really like to be
In love with you
The one who knows me intimately

Now all these cares
That laid a burden on my back
Are fading –
Eased into worn forgotten tracks
Where countless wants
Have trodden carelessly way back
Eating me up
Leaving in me spaces and cracks

Let this love grow
Take over my stubborn will fast
I’m destitute
No grace to call my own and pass
Without you, Lord
I’d be lost in this world so vast
For in you alone
Will I find real joy that lasts

29 August 2012

Inspired by my personal study of Jesus’ life
If this is what it’s like to be in love, then I think I am.

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Danger

You’re walking two steps forward
And taking one step back
So here I am wondering
What I could’ve left on the track

Should you let me know right away
Or let you take strides slowly
‘Cause I have no clue where to lead
As you move along carefully

I should just stop this madness
Take another route entirely
‘Cause I don’t think I can stop it
Once you come running after me

8 July 2012

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Thinking About Love

I would like to share my journal entry today.

14 February 2012

A few thoughts on the past weekend about LOVE.

Ptr ReyAv’s message and ‘Judgmental’, UnChristian – there was a resounding message from both these two: Love must be the distinguishing character of Christians. If we claim to be Christ’s disciples, we must love. That’s how the whole world will know that we follow Him. That was also something that Jesus left behind to His followers who obviously had to carry on the Lord’s work after He was gone. The way they should do the ministry must be one of love. They couldn’t go wrong with love.

Judgmental. That was our topic in Ditri. This ugly description is something that plagues everyone but especially a pet peeve of outsiders about us Christians. I must say that is true to some extent, not excluding myself. Yes, I am judgemental. I know and I am kind of working on it. It is really a hard subject to deal with. I mean, how do you draw the line between accepting people for what they are and keeping to Biblical values? There are four things that the book suggests are contributing factors to being labelled judgemental: wrong verdict, wrong timing, wrong motivation, and playing favourites. So, I must be careful with these four. Most of all, I must love. Love can do it. God’s love embodied through the life of Jesus did it. That was how He was able to keep to God’s standards yet manage to attract sinners to Himself. Tricky, isn’t it?

The Vow. I never thought I would like watching this film on big screen…but I did! It too touched on the topic of love. Somebody asked me, ‘Why couldn’t she remember that she loved him even after all the evidence she saw?’ Answer: I don’t know! But I do have a theory: What they had for five years was more anchored on emotions rather than the mind. Remember, she did all those things after a traumatic family problem. Everything she did in those years stemmed out of wanting to get away from that. It was one decision after another done quickly, and probably without much thought. I’m not discounting that she could have truly loved him; all I am saying is that she must not have thought about it deeply so as to embed it in her long-term memory or in her subconscious or IN HER.

If I were right, it would just all the more strengthen the fact that loving truly is something that involves all three: deep thought, emotions and will.

Above all, I really must keep a journal! LOLz. 😀

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A Poem for My Beloved

Awake, my soul, awake
Lose not the end in sight
For long and dark may be the night
But the rays of the sun
Will pierce the shield with its light

Be still, my soul, be still
Break not the bond within
For shallow tears may sometimes win
But the droplets of rain
Will wash away dirt from your skin

Find rest, my soul, find rest
Go not into trackless run
For strong may be the thoughts to shun
But the soft whispering wind
Will lull the fears by its hum

Hearken, my love, hearken
Listen to my voiceless cry
For tough will be the road I try
And the moan muted inside
Might slay with hopes pushed aside

29 March 2010

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