Longing for....
Rays of the sun, shining and feeding into my skin. Feeling the warmth and glow of the sunlight.
Wind pushing through my cheeks and my hair, while I race down the road on my bike, adrenaline pumping through my veins.
Fatigue and pain in my muscles, throbbing with each surge of blood, sweat dripping off my forehead, a breeze passes and a cool feeling ensues...
Currents of water colliding against my body, while like a paddle I use my arms to glide through the waters like a boat.
Giggling and the chitter chatters in the school canteen, yakking gibberish away, no worries, no thoughts, just in the canteen, me, you, you and you.
Lazing around on saturday afternoons, strolling down the malls leisurely after a good fellowship.
Happily waiting for my parents to give me my pockect money, giving them a cheesy grin after every treat they give.
Student days.... minus the exams, minus the studying, are always memorable days...
Monday, October 20, 2008
Sunday, October 05, 2008
There is this bottle, made of glass, that contained some liquid in it.
This liquid seemed like water, crystal clear, resting stagnantly in the bottle. But this liquid was no ordinary water, it is filled with intense, strong and potent contents, not everyone is able to withstand it.
Why, such an ordinary bottle of seemingly harmless water, but it contained such anguish, such pain, such sorrow, tiredness, hurts, all in one.
What was in the bottle was called tears.
Tears of pain, tears of rejection, tears of shame, guilt and anguish. Not everyone can understand, not everyone knows how to deal with that bottle of tears.
But He came, took it and said: "God keeps your tears in a bottle, for He knows, and understands everydrop that fell, everydrop precious to Him, nothing goes to waste. He transforms the bottle of tears to a bottle of annointing oil, and uses it to bless the one who shed the tears, to comfort and restore the broken one."
This liquid seemed like water, crystal clear, resting stagnantly in the bottle. But this liquid was no ordinary water, it is filled with intense, strong and potent contents, not everyone is able to withstand it.
Why, such an ordinary bottle of seemingly harmless water, but it contained such anguish, such pain, such sorrow, tiredness, hurts, all in one.
What was in the bottle was called tears.
Tears of pain, tears of rejection, tears of shame, guilt and anguish. Not everyone can understand, not everyone knows how to deal with that bottle of tears.
But He came, took it and said: "God keeps your tears in a bottle, for He knows, and understands everydrop that fell, everydrop precious to Him, nothing goes to waste. He transforms the bottle of tears to a bottle of annointing oil, and uses it to bless the one who shed the tears, to comfort and restore the broken one."
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