Friday, March 16, 2007

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Oh Lord You’ve searched me
You know my way
Even when I fail You
I know You love me

Your holy presence
Surrounding me
In every season
I know You love me
I know You love me

At the cross I bow my knee
Where Your blood was shed for me
There’s no greater love than this
You have overcome the grave
Your glory fills the highest place
What can separate me now

You go before me
You shield my way
Your hand upholds me
I know You love me

You tore the veil
You made a way
When You said that it is done

And when the earth fades
Falls from my eyes
And You stand before me
I know You love me
I know You love me



a really really nice song that someone sent to me
you know how sometimes, it's not about whether you call me up, or by my side 24/7,
its the little hug or a squeeze of the hand or even a "i heard about it, how are you?"
that matters the most

i learnt a lot through this, i coped with the fear of sleeping alone and finally realised,
there's no one here for you always except for God.
Ps 27 v 5
For in the time of trouble
He shall hide me in His pavilion;
In the secret place of His tabernacle
He shall hide me;
He shall set me high upon a rock.




maybe you dont know how to react, maybe you dont care
but i would dare say,
if the same thing happens to you.
i will not treat you the same way you did to me

many thanks to jerb, tim, ww, you, louisa, shing, del for asking.
especially to jerb who called all the way from singapore to malaysia.
and shing who offered to call me from taiwan

that very night, i cried myself to sleep.
walking to the door countless of times, hoping that you will at least call me
and when i cried, i questioned myself.
if this is the tears of sorrow due of popo or because of the fact, that i realised,
not many care.
or maybe a sms or a call is just too expensive.



even the strongest man crumbled
seeing my dad cry was the most heart wrenching thing that ever happened
as he leaned against the wall facing the coffin, he cried
the tears just wouldnt stop flowing
as much as he tries to hide it from everyone
the tears wouldnt stop coming


when someone you loved passed on.
you bury more than just a person, buried along with popo are unlived tomorrows.


shout out to those who are reading this
i really dont mind a hug from you
cause i really do need it
because i dont know when will it be my turn to crumble.




ps : to the strongest popo ive ever known, thank you for holding on for so long. i love you.


| s a n d y wrote this down @ 22:16|

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