towers

Sometimes, I find myself struggling between nice and wise. It hit me today (after Brid's words clicked on a light bulb inside of me ding ding) that it's not all that hard to differeniate. (Jesus loved the pharisees all the same, but He was never nice when they hauled at His sheep.)

Anyway, I think I learned recently that nothing I do makes sense anymore, unless He is in the midst. I can't talk about my life is Jesus is not in it. And I can't talk about my craft if Jesus is not in it. There is no point. I can't do anything right if Jesus is not in it (not for very long anyway cuz even the good by chance is of Him). I love taking pictures because I like stopping by to capture moments. Sometimes these moments are chanced upon, sometimes these moments are created. Nonetheless, we don't get to return to them. I know nobody cares for more than 2 seconds about these moments I share, that I put all my heart in to beautify and minus contrast to. But I do it still, because I know Jesus cares that I care. Well you get the point, it still has to be of and about Jesus, even if I don't spell it in your face. And I really don't have to because... only in Him and through Him, all things consist. Which means everything we see touch breathe hear smell feel walk past sing about talk about desire (again, u get the point), is by Him. Okay sorry getting carried away. There isn't a main point to this post really. Jesus loves you. Jesus loves me, He cares for you, but He really cares for me. I needed to remind myself that nothing else matters, so.. that's all.


Today was a rainy day. Towers seem to sound exactly how I've been feeling all day.
(u can skip till 1:18 mins)

Pick up a love letter, share with the world your favourite line from it and have some cereal.
Goodnight folks.

featherstone

Here's a couple of my fav shots the last few months hehe, it's been awhile hasn't it.
1. Where we drive through every weekend
2. CG and happy feet with Aemanda
3. Dhoby Gaut with Sara
4. Kev and Dora's wedding
5. Worship Min ASG @ The Star
6. Rizman Putra, Director of Decimal Point 5.1 // The Substation
7. Portsdown Road
8. Cary, Jean's typewriter // TDCC
9. BKK street, March '12
10. My wall (credits to Jean for this one!)


// Spent today with the mama and we got home just in time before it started to pour so yay.

Been writing again recently and I quite liked one of my drafts so I'ma share it here ~

To the taped on smiles, that disappeared

And three week indulgence of love and fear

Who would be sorry, oh they will deny

To all the thrill and dressed up lies

In the cold dark alleys of wondering

Why am I here, full of worthless trying

No one bothers when you're in pain

They bind you with more of these empty chains 

Selah 

I'll close my eyes to see You again

I want no distractions

I'll lift my hands, to feel Your embrace

You're all I want 

All that i want, here with me

xx

I recently got my answer to why I was put through some of these things I experienced and I cannot be more set free... This is prolly the most accurate way to summarize all that 5 years of hurt and confusion and pain. I've come to experience a love that is far greater than any rejection can wound, and a hope way more overwhelming than any darkness can impose. This is Christ and this is His promise.

I've found that one Place that loves me and I never want to leave. 

I never want to be anywhere else. 

And if you're hurting, and you think you've cried all that you can, then know that you're not alone. It's not about you being right or wrong in this, it's about Jesus loving you crazy no matter what you've done or haven't done. So I urge you, to call on this One person if you are beyond broken and have no more strength left... 

Because you haven't anything to lose, and He has everything to give. 

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