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A friend showed me a post on this site and i stumbled upon another post which is pretty good.

It's titled the Art of Change

Post mortem - Part 1?

Yeah I'm going to write 2 posts today. That's right folks (or to whichever random person who reads this blog, I don't update it often). Today's a good day.

This is part 1. There might be a part 2. might, depending on my mood swings and schedules.

So how has my 2012 been?

• Yet again.. yet again...The old man up there never fails to surprise me. My faith in Him has grown in such a mind-blowing way that it's utterly unimaginable. I'm not saying I'm super holy or whatever, I'm just saying I'm in total awe of his goodness and faithfulness to me and my family. It's crazy man, just bonkers. If you're somehow reading this Lord, thanks! haha.

• In July this year, all hope to graduate was kinda bleak (almost non-existent) yet He provided a way. He told me that this is the way He'd do it, and true to his word, that's the way it went (with prayer and faith, amen!). There's no hope better than hope in our beloved Saviour! Ask me for a personal testimony if you wish to know, hahaha.

• My family's safe, healthy and happy. Thank God for that. 

• I'm still happily single, still am waiting for that person whom He thinks will suit me the best. But.. I got a good feeling about 2013. I don't know why but it's a good feeling. I wonder who you are, my beloved girl :D. I can't wait to meet you, hold you in an embrace worthy of this wait. 

• So I'm going to work soon. I hope I get into an O & G company or an Aeronautical company!

Okay, time for bed!

Forlorn

To what limits do you satisfy the lust for the world,
When all the truths are just burled,
Masked by lies laid as rampant as the ocean waves swirl.

To what ends do you hold on,
When all that you believe in..is just a con,
Hope asunder; cries unheard till the morning dawn,

Pain which rips apart the heart already so..so torn.
Nobody there who understands the road you have gone,
Or perhaps the empty façade and forced smile drawn.

Saying to yourself....just smile and carry on..

To your first love you have forgone,
The everlasting Hope in which the world was built on since eons,
His love for you; He has never withdrawn,
"Come back to me"..He whispers.. true joy to you.. I will bestow upon.

My heart breaks for those that have turned their back on Him, yet he always waits, for the day that the lost shall call upon Him again.

Over and over again

One thing I had in mind,

Two ways that it can be designed,

Three times it had been refined,

Four AM and I'm still in a bind.

Time

Like a fading candle,

Separation is inevitable,

Intimateness is nothing but a short giggle,

It rises like the brash sound of a loud cymbal,

and fades with a silent hush which is barely a whistle.

Memories of the past, oh the sweet jewel.

But it cannot patch a wall that is in crumble,

Nor give life to an old fossil.

I look at the once youthful,

And wonder where the promises of old have gone to,

Maybe just a thought which is merely hopeful,

But alas, forgotten like rusty shrapnel. 

Life?

As numerical codes and theories flood the last days of my university life, I am reminded of many things which come and go, like a falling leaf in the autumn sky.

What is man without God?
Only but an empty vassal lost in its purpose,
Seeking fulfilment from the futility of worldly distractions, whilst harbouring in himself a growing dissatisfaction.

What is hope without God?
Only a lie, a mental crutch, where there is no possible human explanation for such things.
Men will always fail each other, it is a given. In these endless failures, where is the credibility of "humanly" hope?

What is morality without God?
In a life devoid of His words, what is the basis of morality, basic social laws, and family systems?
Why do we do what we do to people around us?
What governs your basic actions such as courtesy?
To make another person feel better? What is the basis of making another person feel better?
Is it not just hypocrisy on your part if you do not have a basis of doing good at all?

Step up

Pitter, patter.. of the things that matter,
Meaningless things bring about a meander,
Losing focus on the real treasure,
Wisdom calls but only to folly do we surrender,
As things go bad we just blame another.

Lord oh Lord,
Do remember,
Your servant whom you promised hope when his heart was torn asunder,
For I ask for my focus to not scatter,
Only through Your strength will I will not falter,
In these times which really matter,
As your vassal I pray that your glory shines forth forever.