Tears and Joy

C.S.Lewis Song - Brooke Fraser

I find this, very true.

C.S.Lewis Song - Brooke Fraser

If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,
I can only conclude that I was not made for here
If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,
then of course I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared

[CHORUS]
Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan as I wait for hope to come for me

Am I lost or just found? On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way?
is this a soul that stirs in me, is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?
Cos my comfort would prefer for me to be numb
An avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become

[BRIDGE]
For we, we are not long here
Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it
And I, I was made to live, I was made to love, I was made to know you
Hope is coming for me
Hope, He's coming

Love,
Laine.

Share on Facebook

When  different worlds collide, you get an abstract work of art.

p/s- Need a break or and getaway. A jamming session would be great. Jocelyn, we need this.

Love,
Laine.

Share on Facebook

I stare into the starry night and all I can think of is you.

Share on Facebook

All good things must come to an end but I don't want this to end, never ever. It's been the ups and downs for me since the first day of the year and it's getting pretty intense. Wish I knew what to do.

People say there's always something to look forward to even in the midst of all the mess, pain and anguish. I wish I will find that too.

Tears I shed cannot substitute what I feel inside or make the situation better, yet, in vain I still do.

Matthew 5:4
Blessed are those who mourn,
       For they shall be comforted.

Much love,
Laine.

Share on Facebook

I was blog hopping awhile ago and most the blogs were sad posts, talking about past memories and their pain. It depressed me further.

Yet, we were meant to live for so much more.

Thanks Jo Fan, somehow reading yours brought some meaning to me.

Meant To Live - Switchfoot

Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life, yeah

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live

What we feel, taste, heart, see and smell is ours. Yet, sometimes what we feel affect those around us.

Love,
Laine.

Share on Facebook