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A message from rainbowsaresoawesome
I love the way you write!

Thank you so much! (:

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A reminder of His revelation to me two weeks ago.  The anointing God has placed in each of our lives is specific, and it has to be activated by faith. Do not wait to ‘feel’ anointed, because it isn’t a feeling. Do not wait for more, because He has already given you all that you need. Take a step of faith, and realise God’s work and power through you, when you operate in your God given anointing. (:

A reminder of His revelation to me two weeks ago.

The anointing God has placed in each of our lives is specific, and it has to be activated by faith. Do not wait to ‘feel’ anointed, because it isn’t a feeling. Do not wait for more, because He has already given you all that you need. Take a step of faith, and realise God’s work and power through you, when you operate in your God given anointing. (:

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I thought about what I just wrote (below), and realise that I am actually missing out on a lot because of my work+school life. I miss out on dance classes, on family time, on friends time, on God time, on my morning runs, on taking slow dinners, on wasting time, on sleeping in late, on wearing shorts/jeans/anything casual, on sooo many things. But it’s my choice.
It’s always a choice to rejoice in whatever your circumstance, and to allow the truth and revelation that the joy of the Lord is a source of strength and sustenance come through. It is a choice to give thanks, instead of grumble. A choice to remain calm in the midst of frustration. A choice to remain quiet when gossip rises. A choice to listen when one is needed. It is always a choice to choose God, over self. Joy, instead of despair. It may be tough, choices always are, but God is more than enough (:

I thought about what I just wrote (below), and realise that I am actually missing out on a lot because of my work+school life. I miss out on dance classes, on family time, on friends time, on God time, on my morning runs, on taking slow dinners, on wasting time, on sleeping in late, on wearing shorts/jeans/anything casual, on sooo many things. But it’s my choice.

It’s always a choice to rejoice in whatever your circumstance, and to allow the truth and revelation that the joy of the Lord is a source of strength and sustenance come through. It is a choice to give thanks, instead of grumble. A choice to remain calm in the midst of frustration. A choice to remain quiet when gossip rises. A choice to listen when one is needed. It is always a choice to choose God, over self. Joy, instead of despair. It may be tough, choices always are, but God is more than enough (:

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Her face has grown tired and faint, with dark rings spread below her eyes. Muscles aching from the height of her heels, her body is limp as she lays to rest. But behind the heavy eyelids and her stuttering mumbles, an unspeakable joy resides in her. Though fatigue begs with every blink of her eyes, her smile just grows wider.

There’s something bizarre in the way she battles with life; a daily routine that starts at half past six in the morning, and ends with a heavy head on her pillow by midnight. And then, repeats itself through the weekdays. An unusually weary satisfaction from a long day’s work and a night’s lecture fills her heart to the brim. Balancing work and Uni was known to be a choice of a “no-life”, but beneath the bustle of her incredibly jam-packed schedule, she has found her source of life in her Father.

It has became an adventure, of collecting little precious moments. The sheer joy of being home for dinner, instead of being at school, brought tears to her eyes. The conversations over lunch with colleagues, and a smile from a stranger. A call from her daddy, and a hug from a loved one. The train ride catch-ups, and the exchange of knowing glances. These brief moments of joy and gratefulness has tide her through the hours of work and school. 

So I am found thankful, completely in awe of where God has placed me. I stand amazed, once again, at the works of His hands and the words of promises He has kept. I bow and worship, and realise that He is God, He is Lord, He is my King, and really, my everything. I should have been burnt out by now, drained and dreading every single day. But I’ve found joy, purpose, faith, life, love, and even laughter, through these all. I mean it, I’ve found new perspectives and revelations of all of that through this season that I’m in. 

God, what more can I ask for? You are amazing.

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What are you paying for?

What are you paying for?

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I find myself so completely grateful for this season and the many opportunities it has brought. 

For my parents, for my brother. 
For S E L A H, and many others. 
An internship, a much needed prayer,
But all I can do, is sit here and ponder. 
Of His faithfulness and His amazing grace,
For laying out my path, into this adventurous race. 
I stand in awe Lord, of the wonder You are,
I stand in amazement of everything thus far. 
These words may seem little, insufficient even. 
But I can barely contain this joy inside of me,
Barely conceal this excitement and crazy glee. 
So Father I give You praise, You deserve it all. 
Cause You’ve rescued me, every single time that I call.

I find myself so completely grateful for this season and the many opportunities it has brought.

For my parents, for my brother.
For S E L A H, and many others.
An internship, a much needed prayer,
But all I can do, is sit here and ponder.
Of His faithfulness and His amazing grace,
For laying out my path, into this adventurous race.
I stand in awe Lord, of the wonder You are,
I stand in amazement of everything thus far.
These words may seem little, insufficient even.
But I can barely contain this joy inside of me,
Barely conceal this excitement and crazy glee.
So Father I give You praise, You deserve it all.
Cause You’ve rescued me, every single time that I call.

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S E L A H Magazine

Today marks the Official Launch of S E L A H Magazine! (:

Six months in the making, 
we have climbed some mountains and trudged the valleys.
On the brink of giving it all up, I’m proud that
we stood our ground no matter the weight we had to carry.
From individual hearts, to the dreamer of the dream,
we saw this tapestry of words and life slowly sewn together.
From stories of our lives to questions in our minds,
we are 12 souls that have been divinely gathered.
So here’s to a journey of learning and discovery,
of God, ourselves and the world we live in.
Here’s to many more midnight meetings,
but please, none in the early mornings.

Happy S E L A H Day! (:

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My eyes are blurry from staring at fine prints all day,
scrutinising another author’s work only to find mine inadequate.
My vision a haze, I can barely differentiate,
a smile from a yawn, a dimple for a wrinkle.
I reach out with my hands to touch the contours of your face,
it found smooth and rough places, but perfect all the same.
So I let my hand guide my vision, to reveal what’s beyond my eyes,
to touch my surroundings that brings colour to the blind.
Because sometimes what we see is not what we know,
and sometimes what we know, we don’t get to see.
But if only we slow down, open our hands, uncurl our fingers,
we might finally,
understand.

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