missing this... wish i could be there again... *

i've always wanted to walk around something like that.... (dawson's creek..ahahaha)


memories on my wall.... :)

Like a million parachutes
The snow's coming down
I'll lock up the front door
And turn the lights down
In the glow of the street lights
I see them descend
Like a million parachutes
Small men on a mission

I miss the warmth
And I miss the sun
I miss the ocean
I miss everyone
And I miss the bridges
That span across the bay
Tonight, it seems like ages ago

Like a million parachutes
the snow still falls
The dogs are asleep now
There's no one to call
I'll put on some records
And wait for the light
Under those million parachutes
Now a blanket of white.

A Million Parachutes/Sixpence None The Richer

from His dwelling place He watches
all who live on earth-
He who forms the hearts of all,
who considers everything they do...
But the eyes of the Lord are on those who fear Him,
on those whose hope is in His unfailing love...

We wait in hope for the Lord;
He is our help and our shield.
In Him our hearts rejoice,
for we trust in His holy name.
May Your unfailing love rest upon us, O Lord,
even as we put our hope in You.
-Psalm 33:14-22

trudging home after ccf tonight... there was sO much snow on the sidewalks.. soft fluffy light snow.. it reminded me of the snow i got snowjobbed in - . - yes happy times.. um no. it was always during winter camps... @muskoka.. those were the days. bonding..tubing..

Cause these are the days worth living
These are the years we're given
And these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives

See the truth all around
Our faith can be broken
And our hands can be bound
But open our hearts and fill up the emptiness
With nothing to stop us
Is it not worth the risk?
Yeah, is it not worth the risk?

Cause these are the days worth living
These are the years we're given
And these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives
Even if hope was shattered
I know it wouldn't matter
Cause these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives

very much humbled.

The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
-Psalm 34:18

music brings u bak.. it feels like im 'discovering' my love for music again..

heard this song again since that last time..soo good..


I'm open, you're closed
Where I follow, you'll go
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find
You and I collide

I'm quiet you know
You make a first impression
I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind

Collide/Howie Day

new meaning to "putting urself in someone else's shoes".

Twenty-Four/Switchfoot

Twenty four oceans
Twenty four skies
Twenty four failures
Twenty four tries
Twenty four finds me
In twenty-fourth place
Twenty four drop outs
At the end of the day
Life is not what I thought it was
Twenty four hours ago

Still I'm singing Spirit take me up in arms with You
And I'm not who I thought I was twenty four hours ago

Twenty four reasons to admit that I'm wrong
With all my excuses still twenty four strong

See I'm not copping out not copping out not copping out
When You're raising the dead in me
Oh, oh I am the second man
Oh, oh I am the second man now
Oh, oh I am the second man now

And You're raising these twenty four voices
With twenty four hearts
With all of my symphonies
In twenty four parts
But I want to be one today
Centered and true

I'm singing Spirit take me up in arms with You
You're raising the dead in me
Oh, oh I am the second man
Oh, oh I am the second man now
Oh, oh I am the second man now
And You're raising the dead in me

I want to see miracles, see the world change
Wrestled the angel, for more than a name
For more than a feeling
For more than a cause
I'm singing Spirit take me up in arms with You
And You're raising the dead in me
Twenty four voices
With twenty four hearts
With all of my symphonies
In twenty four parts.
I'm not copping out. Not copping out. Not copping out.

familiarity can kill you.

fill my heart and my mind with the things of Your heart..
purpose,vision*

For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self discipline.
-2 Timothy 1:7

been reading some really good devos lately...

When God called Jeremiah, He didn't tell the prophet all the details. If He had, Jeremiah might have made a run for the border. Instead, God promised to direct and speak through Jeremiah. That would be all he needed to know...
I used to tell God my plans, then waited for Him to follow my lead. When He didn't come through, I wondered what His problem was--not realizing that the problem was my own...
So as you seek God's will, don't lay out the options for Him. Let God write the essay.
-John Carvalho

the new yr's post
new yr's is overrated..
but reflection is needed... if i had to sum up the past yr with one word, it would be learning. a wHOLe lotta learning. learning about character,friendships,family,sickness,leading,natural beauty.. but the main thing i learned throughout all those diverse experiences is that it's all about Him..everything works to display His glory.. and something i've been struggling with for the past few months is that He is really all i need.. the only One who's there with me all the time and whom i can depend on,w/o fail..
so thanks You..and for the icing on the cake-- the ppl around me. :)

here's to another crazy yr :P

need to figure out this mind first..

but somethin i've been thinkin bout..conditional love vs. unconditional..if u think about it... its actually a much harder concept to grasp than u'd think.. we all like to think we love unconditionally..but really,how many of us would keep on loving someone if they did not return that love?ie. with friendships,would u keep on 'giving' even if the other person is unresponsive/doesnt seem to cherish the friendship as much as u do?? am i mixing up two diff things here? i dunnnno.... but i find it soo hard to do. it's not impossible tho..a mother's love towards her children is unconditional..my baby cousin was born earlier this yr..and he was unable to do much except eat,cry,sleep..but my aunt continued taking care of him even when he refused to eat and woke up late at night crying.. or even with my mom..i get angry with her n stuff,but she still makes me lai cha n oatmeal for breakfast like she usually does..she doesnt haftu do it..but she chooses to love me even when i 'gick' her(make her angry) or make her worry bout me..
how dooo they do it?!