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Thursday, August 03, 2006


-dear Papa,-







All the colors of the rainbow
All of voices of the wind
Every dream that reaches out
That reaches out to find where love begins

Every word of every story
Every star in every sky
Every corner of creation lives to testify

For as long as I shall live
I will testify to love
I'll be a witness in the silences when words are not enough
With every breath I take I will give thanks to God above
For as long as I shall live
I will testify to love

From the mountains to the valleys
From the rivers to the sea
Every hand that reaches out
Every hand that reaches out to offer peace

Every simple act of mercy
Every step to kingdom come
All the hope in every heart will speak what love has done.





i type a whole entry about THAT MATTER
and i realise that it's prolly not suitable for everyone to read
but then again, why not?



dear Papa,

when will i ever understand why?
that those who are closest to you always hurt you the most?
that those who seems like they understood always dont understand?
that those you thought you can trust turns out to be the very person who betrayed you?
that those you thought would be here always run away the fastest?


when will i ever understand why?
that the one whom i never know is willing to die for me?
that the one whose heart i grieved, keeps my tears in bottles?
that the one whom ive let down, cries with me when im upset?
that the one whom ive neglected, prays for me on my behalf?

You died on the cross for me despite knowing that there is a chance of me not believing in You
You died for me because You love me
so if i cant even do this little thing right, what more die to my old self.
how can i claim that i truly love You?




i wish i dont know so much about you.






| s a n d y wrote this down @ 00:13|

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