She Loves God

"She loves God. This girl loves Jesus..."

She hasn't been reading the bible or praying a lot for a while. She is even feeling bad because she thinks her relationship with God won't be as close. Her love for God? Maybe weakened.

One simple statement broke all the lies that have been sitting in her mind, that have been standing in the way. When the other girl looked into her eyes and told her that God had just spoken to her how much the girl she saw loves Jesus, they both cried. One feels the heart of the other. One feels the love of God.

Some see a mess, He sees the heart.

One Reminder

I'M FORGETFUL.

I lost stuffs all the time. On average, I lost my phone 3 times a day. 

Sometimes, I'd put things in a particular place because I think it is the safest place. But then, I'll usually forget about where I put it and I won't be able to find it since it is kept too 'safely'. 

I can't remember faces, I can't remember names. 

Sometimes I doubted if I really care about people. In fact, I think I do, but I simply have a hard time storing and connecting names and faces in my brain. Maybe if I could say a little prayer in my heart for every single person I've met, I'll be able to recall their names the next time I see him/her. 

I forget about little promises I've made. 

This is nothing to be blamed on forgetfulness. Don't say it when you don't mean it. If you mean it, remember it. To God, to people, to myself. A thing gotta be learned, Venora! 

The trick is, to not forget about a thing, I simply have to keep it before my gaze. ALWAYS. 

yes, love. 

Recency

I, recently, have been doing quite a bit of everything:
some reading, some writing, and some music.

Recently, I have been thinking a bit more, and a bit more, and bit by bit, more and more.
About love, about families, about friends, and of course, about myself.

Recently, I have been searching...
through hearts, through tears and laughters.
Searching for a passion, a voice, the first calling, and the first love.
Also, a way.

Recently, I'm listening. Yes, to a lot of music, and to the sounds of soundlessness.
I long to hear, the voice of truth, and see, the outpour of power.

Recently, I have been wondering, what life is all about.
I flipped through a few pages of Ecclesiastes, and found myself dwelling deeper in thoughts.
Light sparkles between the lines, in the word of God.


Right now, I want to pray, and...yea.