Monday, June 26, 2006

therapy

i'll keep this close to my heart:

"Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?"
"No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For i am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."
(Extracted from Romans 8:31-39)

HEEEELLLLLPPPP! i see the enemy just right before me approaching from the other end of the battle field. turn back? i cant.. all i can do is stand firm and fight, with all that i have in my hands now. But if it leads me to victory to glorify my Lord.. shouldnt i fight all the way even more?

to conquer the exams!with my Father's shofar.

Monday, June 12, 2006

a note to my Heavenly Father

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1

Dear heavenly Father,

Good morning! =D
O dad i believe it's all sunny and fresh up there in heaven.. i guess the host of angels must be singing some early morning chorals now.. =)
well, i woke up this morning, first tossing around in bed, wondering what am i going to do today. i know that i would have to study.. but i just don't know where to do so and how to start... Lord, please, help to to set my mind focus on what i should do, to be disciplined and to also have that ounce of strength to study...
Lord, time really flies.. it's gonna be the exams soon.. and that's my worry now. Lord, i pray so much not to worry and Lord, i want to do my best for you.. Whatever it is, i want to do my best, to glorify you above on high.
Papa, i love you.
And i know your love for me is more abundant than infinity.

Just me,
Fiona

For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is God's love for those who fear him; as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us.
Psalm 103:11-12


Saturday, June 10, 2006

=D

"the best expression of love is time."
indeed.
for the past week..
i was burdened with the fact that i was weighed down with so many things to accomplish.
further discouraged by some discord i had with my mom- with her ranting and scolding.
i was hurt.
However, i didn't fathom how to exactly deal with it until i revisited 1 Corinthians 13:4-8.
Well, i guess i should've understood my mom's burden and work hard to be a help to her, her listening ear, and a friend.
it wasn't easy hearing her lash out her problem with all the criticisms.. cos it made me indignant as well.. but i guess im trying to take it well..
and well, also, mking sure that i spend ample time with her.
It wasn't easy understanding her struggles but i realised it made me feel like a confidante, which was sweet somehow.
indeed so, spending more time with her throughout this week, made things so much better. I guess, giving time, truly is a way to express love.

not pretty diamonds or heaps of gifts,
but just time, and small sacrifices
expresses love utterly.
just like what my dad did,
a huge sacrifice, he paid for me..
to save me from the dungeons of hell,
saving me a room in eternity.

alright all, i'm happy now. i hve truly learnt loads from my setbacks and am happy to move on. =)

Friday, June 02, 2006

- - -

don't ask me to smile, cos im so not in the mood to.
not even a grin, a chuckle, let alone a laugh.

im sorry.
tts all i can say to all of u whom i offended.
im grateful for your forgiveness.
but can't u see?
im completely weighed down! i'm stuck in my path!
if it was satan's pleasure, to burden me so greatly today, so be it.
all i can say is tt im utterly worn.
its too many roles to play for a day, in fact, a night.
i can't help but to cry out..
my aimlessness, my note of distress, forlorn.
all i ask for, is help.
just be there O my dear dad.
stand by me.
pick my up.
dust my knees.
and carry me.
i seek ur favour, i seek for strength.
i've burdened one to many people this night..
and my own sack isnt lightened.
for no one would be tolerant with my outrageous emotions now, except you.
no one,
but you.