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Grace Ke

i've been places, and i've done things. some i'm proud of, some i wish could be undone. but all things work together for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His will (Romans 8:28) and i know He's takin' me places.

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e diel, 22 mars 2009

my life is starting to get slightly messy.. the past few days have been the roughest thus far.. like all the pillars that hold me up are crumbling away. but i guess, it is good then, not to rest my weight on these manmade pillars, but instead to lean entirely, yield entirely to my One, my Only. there is an inexplicable sense of tiredness. inexplicable.

i wish life were more simple. a lot of things, in order to work in a system, have to be able to be categorized. grey areas are always so complicating, where nothing is absolute but everything has a "to a certain extent". see, if life were more like books, there'd be no grey areas. you can sort by title, by genre, by size, by volumes... then you stack them neatly on the shelf, and even if someone comes and flips your shelf over, you just reorganize them in their simplistic category.

so everything's falling, but One God remains. Daddy, serious, thank You. where would i be without You?

life goes on, as it always does. tomorrow, there will still be work to be done. tomorrow, i will still be the many roles i am. tomorrow, the renovations will still take place. tomorrow, i will still wake up and try to stifle a yawn so that i can first greet my God. tomorrow, the phone still rings and the messages still buzz away. tomorrow, i am still me.

one thing different about tomorrow. is that there'll be more of You in it. and tomorrow, there'll always be even more.

i had dinner with my daddy and grandparents and for the first time in a long while i ate till i literally puked. HAHAHAH now my throat hurts like elephants trampling on a guppy.

we played word games today. daddy actually managed to solve the longest word for one puzzle. i was stunned. hahaha

okay, now back to packing up my room ): sigh. it's a massive mess to pack up. told you my life was starting to get a tad messier. but Lord, i will give whatever it takes to see my life produce fruits for you at more than a hundred fold.

I WANT TO BLAST MUSIC IN MY ROOM, AND SCREAM AND JUMP AROUND IN MY UNDERCLOTHES LIKE A HYPERACTIVE LUNATIC!!!!!!!

it is nice to be home on a sunday afternoon/night (: i should do this more often.

PUMP YOUR FIST PUMP YOUR FIST LIKE THIS!!!


Grace ♥ 10:11 m.d.