你是我最珍惜的人 You Are The Apple Of My Eye

Friday, February 16, 2007

你是我最珍惜的人 You Are The Apple Of My Eye





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Love In The House

Designed two simple artworks today..
Love this one most..!
Had the idea of making something for my lovely house and housemates in Miri...

I trust that Jesus spoke to me.. !
He said ' I'm with you everyday! ' ^-^
Not only are we the tenants of the house but also Jesus Christ !

Amen!

The Lord said He came to us not to be served but to serve !
The combination of our names builds up the word CARES ...
Just to let all our friends know this..

That Jesus Cares !

So do WE !
Never hesistate to come over our place when you need shelter, food or even a listening ear !
We will cloth you, feed you, be your companion and keep you warm
for the Lord has given his unconditional love to us and we would want to share it with you too !

Personally..I love hugs a lot ..
Do you?
It's such a beautiful thing..
When I get a hug, I feel that my burdens shared and lifted up !
And I'm a happier person after getting hugged..
And that feeling is

LOVE


*sobs*

I want a hugggggggggggggggggggg nowwww!


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About This Blog

A place where I can share my thoughts, interests and dreams to friends and family or even strangers who stumble upon this humble blog of mine~ The title of the blog was adapted from a quote of love from St. Augustine whom once said

"Love is temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become entwined together that is is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is.

Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."



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