So close

You're in my arms
And all the world is calm
The music playing on for only two
So close together
And when I'm with you
So close to feeling alive

A life goes by
Romantic dreams will stop
So I bid mine goodbye and never knew
So close was waiting, waiting here with you
And now forever I know
All that I wanted to hold you
So close

So close to reaching that famous happy end
Almost believing this was not pretend
And now you're beside me and look how far we've come
So far we are so close

How could I face the faceless days
If I should lose you now?
We're so close
To reaching that famous happy end
And almost believing this was not pretend
Let's go on dreaming for we know we are
So close
So close
And still so far


*I'd dance this at my wedding...with the right person...at the right time.

to be appropriately small

Some recent lessons...

Pride is exclusive.
It is a choice to exclude both God and people from the rightful place in our hearts.
It destroys our capacity to love.

We exclude rather than embrace. It moves us to judge rather than to serve. It causes us to be unsatisfied till we are better than others.
Pride is comparative in nature.

Ok God, I got angry cos I compared. I got judgemental cos I compared. I'm aware of other people when they don't put in the same effort...And I'm very conscious about me doing good.

I can only pray He will help me learn to be "appropriately small", for those who humble themselves will see a bigger God=)

If you believed God is truly faithful and truly good...
Why do you settle for less?

as long as

I hurt last night. It kept me awake for an hour, staring into the dark and wondering why.

Then it came to me.

As long as I'm not out of His will, even if ______________________, it's really ok.

I can apply it to a hundred and million things. But it's just one or two things that plagued me that night.



I know why I want to blog now. I want to be known=)

tree in the story of a forest

Pain, is what you feel when someone rubs salt into your wound.
Searing pain, is what you feel when that someone is family.


Remind me that there is something much bigger than me to live for.
Remind me that I am just a tree in the story of a forest.

I stopped blogging because I had no purpose to blog. I stopped blogging because I thought it fed my vanity. I observed that in blogs, people tend to be very superficial or they tend to be dangerously candid.
But now I just feel like starting again...
Why do I risk putting myself in such a situation?
Hmm...
Rather than allowing myself to be superficial, I'd just be candid and say that there are indeed some things I'd never say.