bible verses, inner ramblings


Why, God, why?

I don’t know. But YOU, I know.

Let him who walks in the dark, who has no light, trust in the name of the Lord and rely on his God. – Isaiah 50:10

I can’t see the path I should take, Lord so I’m putting my hand in Yours. Please don’t let me fall.

bible verses

But You Promised…

Dear God, sometimes I don’t understand  why You allow events to unfold the way they do. When that happens, and I’m stumbling in the dark, please help me to cling even tighter to Your hand. ©

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God.” (John 14:1)


inner ramblings

I Wonder

I wonder what he’s doing right now. I wonder if he’s happy. I wonder if he thinks of me even if not as much as I think of him. I wonder if he’s getting what he needs. I wonder if he ever gets lonely. And I wonder what he does if he gets lonely.

I wonder if he has somebody special. Someone he often talks with. Someone he often thinks of. Someone who inspires him. Someone who makes him smile everyday. Someone who gives meaning to his music. Someone who makes his heart ache. Someone he misses and desires. Someone he yearns for. Someone he longs for.

I wonder if we’re meant to be together. I wonder if he’s the one for me and I’m the one for him. I wonder if God will ever give us a chance. I wonder if love will grow between us. I wonder if God has any plan to bring us together. And if He does, I wonder if the right time will come soon. I wonder if I will love him forever. I wonder if he will love me forever.

I wonder…


inner ramblings

Where does the time go?

If you could turn back time, where would you go? What would you do? And would you do it?

Where did the time go? Particularly, the good ones. The carefree ones. Along with the people, time flew so fast. Before I knew it, I was left on my own. Alone. Hurting. Lost. Insecure. Misunderstood. Judged. Ignored.

Time. How precious. Every second of memory. Some treasured. Some forgotten.

Memory. How powerful. Every thought, every emotion it holds. When triggered or recalled, who knows the intensity of its impact in one’s being.

Time passes by. So do moments. Only memories remain. Until time runs out.

Time walks. Time runs. Time crawls. Time flies. But where does it go?

“Time, where do you go?”