Dad

Here's a food for thought for all the fathers and sons in the world.
Fathers love your sons for who they are, and by doing so, they will grow to be who you want them to be.
Sons love your father, for there is nothing greater than the love a parent has for his child.
So kiss and make peace. Stop the disappointment, stop all the arguments and more importantly, stop wasting love.

C'est La Vie

Am I a demanding person?

Am I asking for too much?

Am I merely building sandcastles out in the sky?

Running the risk of sounding like a young emotional delinquent, I am going to say that I hate my life. I am sick and tired of praying or even embracing the possibility that things might turn out for the better. I have lost all faith, all hope. I finally got to know what dejection really feels like. All day long, I empower my lousy life with the sheer thought of having to be a somebody someday. Can you imagine what it would feel like if circumstance took that drive from you?

Quando?

When your best is just not enough,
when you feel that the whole world doesn't seem to care,
when you look around you only find emptiness,
when you think you are so insignificant,
when you think your life is infested with nothing but regrets,
when the pain within you is so much more than the things you live for,

you can't help but weep,
the hurt cuts so deep inside you that it eats into your own soul,
you lose yourself,
you lose control,
you do things you could never have imagined,
you forget who you really are,
you think that God has turned his back on you,
you do things that can never satisfy,
you have no choice but to throw in the towel.

Quando?
When will i be liberated from this menace?
When will God send my guardian angels down to my rescue?
When will i feel good enough?
When will i find the place where i truly belong?
When? When? When?

Sideways

Sometimes we choose to stray along the sidewalk,
not really sure if thats what we really want.
Convincing ourselves that it is our destiny.
Perhaps its just a figment of our imagination.
But the longer stray, the deeper we fall in this valley of no return.
Little do we realise that all this while, aid is just a step away if only we would reach for it.

God made manweak so that we may learn that through him we can be made strong.
I always believe that it is a blessing to fall at times, those who rarely do would find it hard to appreciate his love.
I seek to reach out for His love, to call for his divine yet gentle touch, to be embraced by Him, to be so soaked in his warmth that i will never want to stray in the wilderness of the sideway ever again.

You are my all in all

"You are my all in all" is simply a beautiful praise and worship song.
You're my strength when i'm weak,
you're the treasure that i seek,
you're my all in all.
Seeking you as a precious jew,
Lord to give up i'll be a fool,
you're my all in all.
Taking my sin my cost my shame,
raising again i bless your name,
you're my all in all.
When i fall down you pick me up,
when i'm dry you fill my cup,
you're my all in all.

Feelings often associated with love, is not the latter itself. In fact, feelings are just a composition of love. The perfect example; Mother Teresa. Saint of the poor, she humbled herself to bring light to the darkness of the poorests of the poor. She filled the pockets of the poor with the love of God. Yet such a great servant of Christ suffered the emptiness of having the absence of her almightly lover for over 20 years. Paradoxically, admist much criticism from both the religious and the secular world, she rose notches above saints. Today, i really take my hat off and held St. Mother Teresa in my highest regard after learning about her undying faith. On the other hand, it made me realize faith is something you keep even when you don't receive. But blessed are those who call and be answered, who ask and receive, who love and be loved.