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Spring Gives a Good Smell !

For lo, the winter is past,The rain is over and gone.The flower appears on the earth;The time of singing has come,And the voice of the turtledoveIs heard in our land.

The fig tree puts forth her green figs,And the vines with the tender grapesGive a good smell.Rise up, my love, my fair one,And come away!

XSong 2:11-13
I love the smell of spring. The way it feels on my skin and the way it resolves the February musk of winter into a salubrious breeze. The gloom is over and gone and the flowers return to the welcome of the turtledove song.

A mask for snow, the cherry blossoms bloom and fall, bloom and fall, sashaying onto the ground with the softness and weightlessness of nascent petals.

It¡¦s like everything is new again and the heart is content with the thought that every good thing is possible.

Spring gives a good hope¡Xfor the natural world, for the spirit, the body, the mind, and the soul. Our thoughts and outlook take a breather from being heavy and solemn, and the smile lines naturally return from a bubbling-up effect unleashed from our insides.

Ever since the weather turned pleasant recently, I find myself looking forward to something just to look forward to something. This must be what love is like¡Xlove from our Beloved to us.
His love, whether touched for the first time or replenished over and over again, is like the return of spring.

When we are filled with His spirit, it¡¦s like a well of joy and newness burgeoning from our insides and permeating our whole being. When we are filled with His love, what can we not smile about?

With the fullness of His spirit bolstering us, we have hope even when nothing is going right. We walk on ahead even though we haven¡¦t a clue what next steps to take. And when our situation tells us we ought to feel anxious and downtrodden, we still have something to look forward to.

When our Beloved say to us, ¡§Rise up, my love, my fair one, And come away!¡¨ He is showing us the carefree life He meant for us; the kind that is anchored in His love and His spirit, which puts complete trust in His promise to take care of us.

And this is our half of the dialogue with our Beloved: to live a life that is joyful, hopeful, and able to face every challenge with His strength. Yes, He wants us to appreciate His spring to the fullest, down to how it smells.

My life?

man.. just when its weekend.. i am so happy... but when i keep think about school days Mon~fri

I start to feel 'nothing'

No wonder this is why they say we are not living in 'present'.

s o u g a . . . . .

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s h o r t b l o g . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ...


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Do Not Fear
If you feel He hears not your prayers,That you’re tears, they drip down in vain,And your cries of deep agony deaf to the King,
Look above the dark clouds and seeA bucket on high filled with tearsOf fear and sadness, of depression and madness,Of anger, of doubt, and many pointed fingers,Of desperate cries and of waning hope.
You will see in His hands a bucket of prayers,Holding the pleas that you long forgot;Holding the tears you have poured from your heart.
And when the bucket becomes too full,He will transform its waters to mercy and love;Yes, He will transform it to tears of healing.
And these comforting tears will return unto you,In greatest abundance, to heal all your wounds;Then your mourning will change and turn to joy,And your peace will return to you.Then you will know that He always hears,
That He is GodAnd He loves you.
So dear brother of Christ, and dear sister too,Though it seems that your prayers fail to reach His ears,Grab onto the hope that He is there;Look up above and see that bucket of tears.
He has collected every drop;Do not fear.

Thats it Decided..

Well i grow old.

going to taiwan.. study ?

and explore~

i'd proberbly get lost... but.. want go somwhere..

i realize..

wen we young.. our parents bring us everywhere..

now old..

who cares o.o"

bhahaha

Lost

Lost?
where
there?
or there?

I dont know~

confusion^^

haha

k.

out of my mind- -"

Out~

What debby?

a simple boys life?... o.o"

my life is not that simple..

what are you talking about ...........O.O"

kakaka........

man.. hurry school.. end! =)

Flash back

When i did a handstand near the tv... i fell and hit the tv + som other stuff..

and head first on ground

then i had a flashback..

cudnt really remeber but gave me som clue. of past..

weird.......

man.. austin ! whaawhwha