What If I


I found myself in that shelf of different stories,
in every pages reminded me of certain feeling.
Joy that spoke within, my pain and love it carries,
a tie that binds between as mind kept dreaming.
Lost in reverie,  floating in every wishful memory.


We are all trapped in a cage called reality and we sometimes want to escape, for certain reason maybe, that’s when we allow ourselves to drift in illusions. ~Nodz




Inside my room,  there’s an old  empty chair
painted with scars of  painful memory.
Covered in dust of bitterness and despair.
and shadow of tears behind  its misery.
A lonely place,  I don’t want to see and stay.


Memories which scar our lives are commonplace, memories that burn to haunt and rob….



A Star….

“A star falls from the sky and into your hands. Then it seeps through your veins and swims inside your blood and becomes every part of you. And then you have to put it back into the sky. And it’s the most painful thing you’ll ever have to do and that you’ve ever done. But what’s yours is yours. Whether it’s up in the sky or here in your hands. And one day, it’ll fall from the sky and hit you in the head real hard and that time, you won’t have to put it back in the sky again.”
– C. JoyBell C.
Everything happens  for a reason….


<Reflection-Prayer Poetry>

Following the will of God requires faith and action, which in turn call for risk and release. This is where things get very personal; this is where we persevere and flesh out the will of God.

I have come to this conclusion: Doing the will of God is rarely easy and uncomplicated. Instead, it is often difficult and convulated. Or…mystrerious. Because we don’t know where He is taking us, we must bend our wills to His-and most of us are not all that excited about bending, We’d much prefer resisting. That’s why Christian life is often such a struggle. I don’t mean that it’s a constant marathon of misery. It’s just a struggle  between our will and His will. Someday, when we are caught up with the Lord in glory, we will be finally all the things we have longed to be. Until then, we live in this never ending tension of give and take, push and pull

~Charles Swindoll



Dear Lord,

Sometimes your will for us seems so hard to know,
too often, we’re  expecting you to reveal something special,
ignore the revelation you’ve already given in your word.
We believe you created us for  a specific purpose,
until that becomes clear, may we follow the areas you’ve already laid out,
as we wait for you to reveal what you want us specifically to do.
Strengthen us to be obedient to the things you call every person to do.
Then, if we happen to miss your direction for a specific task,
we won’t have missed your direction for everyday life.
May we never forget that obedience to your Word is your will for us.






The Important Things in Life

edit rocks

A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items on the table in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, about 2 inches in diameter.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “Yes.”

“Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The rocks are the important things – your family, your partner, your health, your children – things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter – like your job, your house, your car.

The sand is everything else. The small stuff.”

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued “there is no room for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal.

Take care of the rocks first – the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

Author Unknown


“Life and summer are fleeting,’ sang the bird. ‘Snow and dark, and the winter comes. Nothing remains the same.”

― Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby’s Daughter



God Changes..

Trying to hold  the sand,  it just slipped through my  hand,
capturing  rainbow’s beauty,  but it disappeared so instantly.
Some things don’t always work out the way we want or plan,
it’s always God alone  has the final say, He handles differently.
We may succumb to thoughts of sadness,  bitterness or anger
think of a season, it changes,  continue relying on His power.




His reflection and traces buried too deep within,
the warmth of his love, it lingers, still, I feel.
Each day is a battle,  each moment a real struggle,
alone, heart continuously bleeds, my mind spin.
As the sun sets in, silence creeps, his voice I hear,
dear God, your  strength I need, it must speak.



What I learned….


At some point in life we do  wish and think,
we could turn back time from the past.
To change, undo painful moments in a blink,
shifting tears to joy, better ending we simply ask
But life isn’t fairy tale with forest of unicorns,
a swoosh of magical  wand to change it all.
God has good reason, purpose from life’s thorns
this we should remember whenever we fall.