there is a wall built with wooden blocks. there in the middle, is a black glass that mirrors your reflection in black. if you would stand and look deep into yourself, its darkness is grave and one hand cannot seem to reach the sinking hand. but, if you would look at everything else, the tables and chairs, and the mirrored clock, you'll laugh at yourself, for you are but a shadow.

Not Knowing What To Do Next?

C.S. Lewis writes to his godchild on 3 April 1949:

"Remember that there are only three kinds of things anyone need ever do. (1) Things we ought to do (2) Things we've got to do (3) Things we like doing. I say this because some people seem to spend so much of their time doing things for none of the three reasons, things like reading books they don't like because other people read them. Things you ought to do are things like doing one's school work or being nice to people. Things one has got to do are things like dressing and undressing, or household shopping. Things one like doing- but of course I don't know what you like. Perhaps you'll write and tell me one day."

19.May.2013.

each morning i wake up feeling a little different. some days i'm happy, some days i'm not. some days i wake up with not a care in the world, some other days i wake up preoccupied with the most trivial yet the most grievous concern.

but each morning, one thing remains the same.

i need God- whether i'm happy or sad; and i need Him- whether i am light or heavy with burden.

some days i'm afraid that what i write will reveal too much about what i think. and if you know what i think, i'm afraid that you'll not like me very much. so i stopped writing altogether.

i choose you to like me please.

on those (many) silly days, one thing remains the same. my Faithful Lord does not leave me just because i'm ashamed of myself- or worse, ashamed of Him.

He chooses to remain here, with me.

Here With Me

- Mercy Me

I long for your embrace, every single day.

To meet you in this place, and see you face to face.

Will you show me?

Reveal Yourself to me.

Because of your mercy, 

I fall down on my knees.

And I can feel your presence here with me

Suddenly I'm lost within Your beauty

I'm caught up in the wonder of Your touch

Here in this moment, I surrender to Your love

You're everywhere I go,

I am not alone.

You call me as Your own,

To know You and be known.

You are holy,

and I fall down on my knees.