God you are, have been, and always will be.
So amazingly constant.
So constantly amazing.

何必寻找所谓的天堂
原来我因为你
不想再去流浪
情愿平凡
不拥有一切也无妨
有了你 在心上
已然是天堂

Thank You for giving me a taste of heaven.
Sort these muddles out, Lord, in your name.

protection

想从前的憧憬
想从前的爱情
想从前的恩怨
都走了

想现在的平静
想现在的爱情
想现在的幸福
要珍惜

再想
神, 一直都在

lo, I am with you, even until the end of time.

so what if you're not the best?

Not great. but good enough.
Many things matter, but some things matter more than others.

Priorities are important yes?
So let's get this straight:
I have a great God, a great family, a great boyfriend, a great girlfriend and pretty great books.
I have good grades, good housemates, good food, good elective, good life.

Father teach me contentment.

once again

help.

the power of the mouth

God spoke creation into being.
I am His child.
Now, I speak.

if you are faithful in little

HE will be faithful in MUCH.

Thank you God, for showing me that one simple prayer, can move mountains.
Thank you, for being good and faithful.

learning to say no

negative.
no.
不.

the promised land

I wonder how it felt like to be Moses, leading people out of Egypt on the glimmer of hope that one day he would bring them all into the promised land. I wonder what kind of faith he must have had. It is easy to look in retrospect and say the promised land was worth it all, but the process must have been gruelling. Really, blessed are those who continue on when there is no end in sight, and even more blessed are those who strive on with no promised gift in mind but the smile on their Daddy's face. It makes you wonder where your priorities really truly lie.

I want my Daddy to be happy, but can I be shallow and say I want to go to the land flowing with milk and honey as well? =)

She stands at the edge of the blithely laughing crowd and wonders if the day will come when she would no longer be on the outside, looking in. A quiet voice asks, "Does it matter so much?"

It would make that moment in time happier, but no, I guess not.

I miss penning my thoughts down.

Grace

It feels as though I just owe too much, and try too little, so much so that it becomes so tiring to try and make up for it. Can I just stop, please?

With God it's easy, you know you don't need to try, because He told me His grace is sufficient for me.

But the thing is, what do you do when it's men then?