Life in a Shell
                     - Shell of Love

Thursday, September 07, 2006

The Sea - VIII

Across the ocean, I am missing you. Across the ocean, I am thinking of you. Across the ocean, you are speaking to me. Across the ocean, you are writing to me:

"The joy of the ocean, lies not in the sea but in the sand.

For without the sand, the ocean has no base for it's beauty.

My life is joyful not because of myself.
Just like the ocean, my life is granted by the Lord and my joy is because of you.

Being an ocean apart, I can still choose to speak a thousand words that have no meanings
However, I choose to remain silence and speak only of words that has a thousand meanings

"I love you"

(My love, is made perfect because of Him and you - Edmund)"

Sunday, September 03, 2006

The Sea - VII

Settled down in the boat, my tears fell. It took just 2 minutes walking from where you were to the boat. But I missed you already.
On the boat sailed, away from the harbour, away from the city. My tears dried. I started thinking. Thought about the Creator, thought about life, thought about you. Thought about the Creator gave me life, thought about He gave you to me, me to you....
Boat parked. I got out of the boat. Nearly there.
Settled down in the second boat, my tears fell. For this song rang in my head, "..You have assigned me my portion and my cup; You have made my lot secure...I have set the Lord always before me. Because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken...Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices...with eternal pleasures at your right hand."* - The tears of joy. Filled in my heart are the words of praise. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you....
Out of the boat. I am back. Sitting in my room, thinking. Once again, thinking about the Creator, thinking about life, thinking about you. Thinking about my life, thinking about your life, thinking about our life together. I miss you.
To be continued...

*(Stream of Praise - In Your Hands; Psalm 16)