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♥ Monday, March 20, 2006
7:44 PM

I hate to confess how vulnerable I am. How ironic and contradicting to blog about joy and next minute or so, abt myself being vulnerable and weak.

I feel like a fool. Why should i let the past hunt after me? Yes, that few word has "killed" my heart. My tears flow and I cant focus no matter how hard I tried.

I hated it. I felt so depressed. The sadness has sunken in. I felt that bitterness of tears. Suppressing it.. swallowing it hard. Never know how to express myself well - in words, actions. Maybe whatever I did, no one understand. But I guess God does. I know He does..

"The body is a unit; though it is made up of many parts, and though all its parts are many; it form one body" 1 Cor 12:12

Yes, we are one but everyone functioned differently. 5 fingers on the right hand may never that reach or touch the right elbow. The tongue will never touch the eyes or ears but each has it's own good and function. The brain is Him, but the brain, without the brain nothing function. Everyone is one function of the body. Everyone is wired so differently. So, please dont keep saying about the fault of one another. No one wants to look back cause it will continue to hunt you. Look forward.. Press on..

Dear Father

You know the deepest thoughts of mine,
For you have created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Let all murmur be killed with the mighty knight's sword.
ZIP ZIP..

Let me press on towards to the goal,
That goal that you have set for me.

When things goes wrong,
I will not quit but give praise for this hurdle.
Cause there is nothing impossible that YOU and I cannot handle.

Thank you for being in my life!

AMEN!