Jac
This page marks the beginning of a new life, a fresh start. Growing up is a long & arduous journey.
Here, i share the ups & downs in life, counting the little blessings along the way. Food makes me happy & tastes even better when being shared.
Loves travelling, daydreaming, cooking, surprises, cam-whoring, Poohbear, roses, tim sum, durian, tiramisu, dark chocolate, coffee & only look better in photos.. =)
Scars are there to remind us how not to inflict the same wound again. One good deed will not erase the malice, but it does get us into the cycle of goodness.
Love does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things [1 Corinthians 13:4-7]
There is no fear in love but perfect love drives our fear, for fear has a torment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love [1 John 4:18]
I choose to rest in the finished work of Christ, to see the manifestation of my blessing & miracle. He, becomes the strength of my life.. (“,)
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Jac
This page marks the beginning of a new life, a fresh start. Growing up is a long & arduous journey.
Here, i share the ups & downs in life, counting the little blessings along the way. Food makes me happy & tastes even better when being shared.
Loves travelling, daydreaming, cooking, surprises, cam-whoring, Poohbear, roses, tim sum, durian, tiramisu, dark chocolate, coffee & only look better in photos.. =)
Scars are there to remind us how not to inflict the same wound again. One good deed will not erase the malice, but it does get us into the cycle of goodness.
Love does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things [1 Corinthians 13:4-7]
There is no fear in love but perfect love drives our fear, for fear has a torment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love [1 John 4:18]
I choose to rest in the finished work of Christ, to see the manifestation of my blessing & miracle. He, becomes the strength of my life.. (“,)
“The distant rooster broke the silence of the night;
The approaching dawn casts streaks of colours across the sky.
The sparrows flex theirs wings, look towards the approaching daylight and are ready to take flight,
The gentle warmth reintroduced to the world causes drops of the morning dew to dry.
Memories of the harsh and raging stormy “yester-night” lingers upon the field,
As mangled flowers and twisted branches littered everywhere; apparently a stark reminder to the passing gloom.
The reemergence of the glorious orb in the East provided strength to the fallen which had refused to yield,
Shedding its coat of dew and embracing the light, the Sunflower uncurls its smooth petals and blooms.”
Managed to come up with something which seemingly can barely pass for a poem ba…it may not seems like much (actually it really isn’t that great), but I fried half my brain cells trying to come up with it considering I’m racking my brains which was drifting to dreamland and am coffeeless… My fav is the last line though..Meaning that the sunflower dries its tears, released itself from all emotional and mental sorrows and gradually can reveal its full beauty again! =)
Take Care Jac.
Comment by Vincent | August 1, 2008