.let God write your love story

Returning to the starting point, yet again. Having come full circle, with questions still left unanswered.

Penny and me, tonight. Love to gaze at starry skies.

The million texts left...

.none answers

-captured in Your grace

Everything... is change.

.swept away

-captured in Your grace

I never thought I would reach this point... but I have.

O God... I'm here.

.alas

-captured in Your grace

I don't know what happened... it all turned to ashes.

Today, the leaves fell gently from their branches. Like those of last fall, slowly floating and drifting into the distance. My eyes gazed at them, seemingly doubting their existence. I could not believe... that a year had passed.

His footsteps were still present in every corridor of the house. His breathing so silent – almost negligible. I watched as the trees swayed, as every corner of the house seemed to be silent.

Yet, he remained.

Raindrops pelted the windscreen, like those teardrops clouding my vision. I squinted, trying to find a way out. But alas, to no avail, for the way out was one that was imaginary, one that would not see the daylight.

One more year, and yet another. Each turn of the clock bringing a new hope. The future, could not hold on much longer.

And when everything was erased... I closed my eyes, took a deep breathe... and asked why.

Lord, I don't know much, nor do I know anything. I'm not the best friend there can be, I'm not who people wish for me to be. But I give as much as I can, not for approval, but because You love me. But sometimes, Lord... I'll draw from You. You're my source of life, of hope, of strength, of joy. I will draw from You, Father.

.fading beauty

-captured in Your grace

I wished I could be.

The raw feeling when you get up. The pain that comes from a stab in the night. Unbearable. Sometimes, dreams seem to be so real. It becomes hard to differentiate the dream from reality. But something else, so easy to detach...

Yet, of no good.

Every little thing.

Those random beats. The head nodding with eyes closed. Straining just one more step. Finally reaching ground. These little things...

you wanted.

And yet another year goes by. The days pass, like a train whirring by. The fan spinning - endless, till the circuit breaks. And everything trips. A short circuit.

All the time.

Father, my heart is Yours.

.the heart of brokenness

-captured in Your grace

My God speaks to me in the whisper of the wind.
He speaks to me in the quiet of my heart.
He speaks to me through the rustling leaves.
He tells me... He loves me.
He's been saying these things to you too.
Have you been listening?
He'll wait. For you.

graceong
His beloved.

Jesus died, that I may live - Eternity.
Myself - Dance Subaru 090609.
A kitten lapping water from a puddle - 230809.
You are the air I breathe - The Morning Breeze 240809.
Two kittens, and The clouds, the seas, and the people who love me so - 250809.
Fragrance, familiar scents. Beautiful sunsets... and to love. - 280809.
A friendship, that I cherish deeply, but at times fail so badly. - 260909.
For mornings that I lie in bed knowing I'm not alone, knowing that someone smiles because I'm alive. - 270909.
The ability to hear - the crashing waves, the soothing whisper, the quiet breeze... the voice of my Maker. - 111009.
To grow, be it through joy, despair, or pain. - 181009.
For breakthroughs, only through Christ. - 211009.
Life is invaluable and priceless. - 281009.
For the process of waiting. - 231109.