for some reason, i'm currently obsessed with home storage.
and it's really sad too. a friend's going gaga over hot japanese rocker bands. i'm going gaga over jewelry and stationery cases. ><
perhaps it's the three year age gap :(
we made a memory at 12:13 AM
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
ting:
Psalm 65:11 You crown the year with your bounty, and your carts overflow with abundance.
2011 is promised to be one of crowned goodness. of extreme abundance. a year where His favour and protection surround like a shield.
judging by how the first 5 days of 2011 look, i would say that crowned goodness is an understatement.
day 3 of 2011 saw the unexpected (but very much hoped for) restoration in a friendship. and i'm praying He will bless us with a relationship that is a hundredfold better than what we enjoyed previously as we continue to grow in Him and support each other.
i prayed for day 5 of 2011 to be a productive day (productive meaning i'd get things on my to-do list done, before xhinny comes). but i must say i absolutely love it when God redefines productivity and takes things into His own hands. what started out as world war 2 (which i slept through too ><) translated into an opportunity to be His messenger as God filled the place with His presence and brought healing and restoration to a very broken heart.
we serve an absolutely amazing God and i can't wait to see how the rest of the 360 days are going to look like.
we made a memory at 6:32 PM
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
ting:
this 2011, don't get caught in the middle. (edited: because i think the most heartbreaking thing is when you are where He doesn't want you to be.)
Casting Crowns - Somewhere In The Middle
Somewhere between the hot and the cold Somewhere between the new and the old Somewhere between who I am and who I used to be Somewhere in the middle, You'll find me
Somewhere between the wrong and the right Somewhere between the darkness and the light Somewhere between who I was and who You're making me Somewhere in the middle, You'll find me
Just how close can I get, Lord, to my surrender without losing all control
Fearless warriors in a picket fence, reckless abandon wrapped in common sense Deep water faith in the shallow end and we are caught in the middle With eyes wide open to the differences, the God we want and the God who is But will we trade our dreams for His or are we caught in the middle Are we caught in the middle
Somewhere between my heart and my hands Somewhere between my faith and my plans Somewhere between the safety of the boat and the crashing waves
Somewhere between a whisper and a roar Somewhere between the altar and the door Somewhere between contented peace and always wanting more Somewhere in the middle You'll find me
Just how close can I get, Lord, to my surrender without losing all control
Lord, I feel You in this place and I know You're by my side Loving me even on these nights when I'm caught in the middle
we made a memory at 5:15 PM
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