I want to be that friend who will stick with you till the end. To be that friend who sees the beauty inside of you that no one doesn’t seem to care about. I want to be that friend who’ll stay true..we’ll have bond that’s held tight by super glue.. But I’ve been that friend who turns away.. those ones I’ve dropped, like shattering clay.. I don’t want to hurt someone again. So if ever you think I’ve failed, just know that I’m imperfect..a work-in-progress. But still, that desire to love with all that it takes.. it’s here. And you can count on that.
When it rains hard, there’s nothing you can hear but the sound of the harsh pouring raindrops hitting our galvanized roof. There are buckets laid out in different key areas of the house where the ceiling is weak and drops of rain make their way through.
All this noise. You can hear so much, yet it’s all just that. It’s just noise.
It’s interesting how the weather works. How, when it rains, only a particular area can feel it. When it rains, the others who enjoy the summer don’t really feel the storm and the rough weathers going on from miles away. And we’re all oblivious, somehow. Now that I’m older, I’ve been more aware.. of the distance, and that unawareness we’ve had… how, while we live in one world, it’s like there are separate worlds.. each individual, living in his own separate world and we’re all so far from each other.
Though in spite of that, I am grateful for the barriers broken. I see with clearer eyes, though I may not act like it yet and haven’t made any tangible proof yet. And it helps out a lot.
“Hey. Umm..it’s nice to see you again. And.. I’m sure you know already.
Yet, I’ve stepped out again, beating around the bush,
casting a fishing line into sea where fishes don’t exist.
You know how desperately I want to change right?”
“Yeah. You’ve got so much ahead of you.”
“Really… yeah. Really? How much assurance would it take to believe that?
When I know part of the equation, other than belief, is hardwork.
All the turmoil and striving, moving, necessary to keep living and to survive this battle called life..
And.. I don’t want to strive this way, anyway.”
“I know what you mean.
It’s how people give the choices and actions they’ve made all the credit, right?
Indeed, what would one be without action? Without the pressing on, the moving forward?”
The lines in this comic is from the song “Bleeding Heart” that Shutter Elf and I collaborated on from a year ago. :)
It’s still one of my best experiences even after a long while.
More information on that song can be found here!
Or you can listen to the song “Bleeding Heart” here.
The gospel is good news, but what is the news and what makes it good?
Much of what is sold as “the gospel” is an inferior substitute for the real thing. Don’t be fooled by cheap knock-offs! There is an easy way to distinguish the authentic from the counterfeit. The true gospel is 100% good news. There’s no bad news in the good news. If the gospel you’ve bought into makes you feel insecure, anxious, guilty, and condemned, then it’s no good. Discard it before it kills you!
The original gospel signaled a great joy for all people. It was, and remains, an announcement about a Man. This Man has done not one, but two deeds of supreme and eternal significance. If you have not heard of this Man and His deeds, then this will be good news for you:
1. Jesus died for you. In the greatest demonstration of love the world has ever seen, Jesus gave His life for us. We had chosen independence from God and reaped the whirlwind. But God loved us so much that He sent His Son to ransom us from the power of sin and death. The Son of God became a son of man and took the punishment that brought us peace. He was rejected that we might be accepted; wounded that we might be healed; cursed that we might be blessed. On the cross He carried our sin and gave us His righteousness. Through Him we have been reconciled to God and our sins are no longer held against us. In the grip of death Jesus cried, “it is finished.” His rescue mission complete, Jesus committed His spirit into the hands of His Father and died.
Maybe this is just me. How sometimes it’s better that you find someone who’ll stick with you through thick and thin – or even, be that someone who’ll be a friend. We easily give our own opinion, or sound advice to others, but there’s that time when just a simple loving friendship works more than those kinds of things.
I am considering renaming my site from Greyskeil Rainbow to Lightyoke, a word inspired by the verse Matthew 11:30 (“For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”). The word has been in my heart for quite some time and I think it’s time for a change after 2 years of blogging.
The blog has went through a lot of changes for the past 2 years and I really like the experience I’ve had in blogging. Just now, I feel like it just now lacks direction, and I don’t feel as motivated as I used to.. and a site rename could possibly remedy this.
Thank you for reading my blog!