Wednesday, May 04, 2005
You loved me.
God's timing is always perfect.
Sometimes I'm rather selective about my sharing; I feel that different thing, different people will understand me. So I got Huixin to share to me about her period of depression, which was about a year back. And it sparked me to share to her about how I've been feeling this few days. Or perhaps, this few weeks. When we were near the end of conversation, I told her I hope I would have know her earlier. She's one nice girl to talk to, because she fits herself muchly into my shoes and she boldly corrects too.
Roy came up to me in MSN and asked me why is my nick always so sad. Somehow, I was touched though it was a simple question. When I thought no one bothers anymore, when I thought people have already gotten use to how my nicks reflect, I was proved wrong. THERE are still people who cares, who loves and who bothers. So while Roy was asking me, I poured out to Grace too. And my cell rang - my Brother asked if how I am. And I told him briefly, and he reminded me that there are people who are concern about me. (:
Few days back, when I returned back to my blog, I found many tagged. Simple and short messages, yet it meant so much to me. And I know that there are still more out there that is silently praying for me.
This morning I received a card from Genia. Honestly, her cards never fail to make me cry - they're simply touching and it just lift me up to another level. I know I'll tear, yet I insisted in reading them. Yes, I held back the tears throughout the three times I read in school. My inversible arm was there all along; it was me that have stray away from it, it was my calloused heart that disabled me to feel. But not anymore, she comforted my doubtful heart and she assured me with her love that will last me a whole life.
I'm healed, or rather, on the journey to be healed. However, there is someone out there who is hurt yet I can't do anything. Come to me; I cannot promise a perfect advise, but I can provide you with a listening ear and a shoulder that is for you to cry on. You're loved by me, too.
maoed.]
at 2:33 PM
+++His child.
jiayi; jean. 060488// hope// sound ministry// neb1// grace's sheep// phs// 5compassion// basketball//
+++smiles.
Him// simpsonx// shuping// red.black.white// eight// violin// guitar// disney// animals// kids// adidas// bottoms// horror::thrillers// watermelon// peach// mango// tomato// tea// fish// white chocs// marshmellows// shopping// friendships
+++frowns.
noise// dirtiness// chili// pork// snake// comedies// thunders// lightnings//
+++memories.
chalet//
courageous camp//
devotees//
devotees`bbq//
faith camp//
firework`04//
foundation camp//
life in the kingdom//
neb//
phs`03//
phs'04//
seventeen//
siMpsOnx//
student conference//
the ultimate dare//
+++books.
a love worth giving// a woman's answer to anger// every young woman's battle// helping others without hurting yourself// journeys of friendship//
if you want to walk on water, you've got to get out of the boat// in the grip of grace// love beyond reason// loving God with all your mind// recapture the world//
the friendship's of women// traveling light// wild at heart// words that hurt words that heal//
