Life Inspirations

Making the Most of Your Lonely Times

2011-10-08T16:47:00.000-07:00

A golden plate, once precious and cherished by all; once adorable and enviable, but that was the glory of the past. It has lost its glory, its honour as it seems forever shattered. Its pieces far from each other and scattered beyond one can gather. It was once the pride of the home, now left out for the dogs; once the treasure of the home, but now rejected and purposeless; that is the present state of the once glorious plate.
Nations suffer fall, homes suffer great loss; hearts suffer hurts and so also relationships. What become of you, when your best is gone; when your most cherished life-costing achievement just for a night is forever lost; your greatest of all forever gone? Will you look at the shattered pieces and try to put them together, or you will give it all up?
At one time or the other, whether we like it or not, we feel alone within, we feel empty on the inside, we feel pains from an unknown source, we feel terrified of the future we know not; but will we give up and let pain have us, let our tears drown us, let sorrow over-shadow our life or we will arise to put our shattered pieces together?
If you have never been in water, you would never know if you can swim. If you have never thrown it into the fire, you would never know fire could purify it; if you have never buried it, you would not have known it was a viable, life-filled seed that will germinate to produce fruits; if you have never broken it in pieces, you’d never know shattered pieces could be put together to make a more useful one.
Are you the left pieces of broken furniture thinking it can never be mended? Go take a look at the plywood! Are you the collapsed World Trade Centre, left with just a heap of debris of your life? Are you the wrecked-beyond-rescue ship; are you suffering from a diseases that is not in scientific database of nomenclature of diseases? Look beyond this wall-thick night and see the bright dawn of a new day; look beyond this grief and see it as just a thoroughfare to better days.

My Last Valentine's Day

2011-02-08T06:59:00.000-08:00

I can never fall for it; in fact, in my own diary it does not exist. Some say it can be found but in my opinion I thought it was never possible. In this time that men call darkness, light; lust, love; foolishness, wisdom; I thought original was out of place.
Personally, I had lost my heart to the rhythm of loneliness- I fell in love with loneliness. I had lost my feelings to the reasons of self-satisfaction. My heart was dampened by mere wishes of when my emotion would be in motion and it looked as if eternity held the answer as per the time.
What can make me scared of heights if on top of the Everest my heart still beats at normal rhythm? What can make me envy beauty, make me believe that two is better than one; in fact, “Am I actually alone?” Sometimes I wonder because loneliness proved to actually be the best of friends I could ever get.
“Describe the beauty of your best friend to me” someone once asked. And in my mind I would say “What a beauty indescribable even by the poetic lines of Williams Shakespeare, what an image unpaintable by the brush of Leonardo da Vinci and what a character unspeakable even in the sight of God!”
All friends thought they could help their lost friend- Nelson, to break the bond between him and loneliness; some came with flimsy reasons, and what was their reason? They said my best friend was just a fantasy- a beauty existing only in the infatuation of the mind, a character that is only attainable by no one and a beauty attainable only by angels! Within my heart, I had no doubt I was on the right track because I saw no reason for another, of course there is no place for another!
This has been the state of my mind ever since I grew up. I grew up never ‘fallable’ to another’s love- of course that is promiscuity! I never searched for another for the obvious reason that there is no another and no one better than my sweetheart- loneliness. In fact I was not just in love but I was also lost in my thoughts of hooking her for life. In loneliness I found the best of friends.
“God could hold the answer to my quest” I thought but “Am I actually searching for something?” “Leave me alone let me live my life the way I think is best” I told every other person that came trying to show a proof that he/she is better. The irony is that the closer they try to get, the farther my heart tends towards them.
One day I was ambling down a close with my best friend when I stumbled (Did I just say stumble?) at an awesome sight. One good thing about her (my darling) is that she is not possessive. I almost lost control, in fact I had already planned in my mind to walk up to her and chat her up. My heart felt I have seen something extra-ordinary, something better than all I’ve ever seen or could ever imagine to see. Trying to be ‘a man’ was the mistake I made. Did I just say ‘the mistake’?
That day passed ceremoniously but right in my mind has already been printed an image that is never erasable- her beauty, the coordination, her decency and … The more I fought the feelings of my heart, the more I lost the battle. I was just imagining how I could just see that face again. For those years of searching for this angel, I was never satisfied and complete again. I believed on that first and only day that she was mine. A week passed bye like years, and then a month like a decade and then came a year like a century… waiting for when I will have the opportunity to express the feelings right in my heart.
“Could this actually be love?” I asked my self expecting no one else’s answer. One day the unexpected happened. Suddenly, I was face to face, one on one with her, “Dream or reality?” I asked my self. I was shocked by the latter but the possibility of the reality of the latter made me believed it was the former. “Hi”, I heard from a voice that made me lost my breath. I have for years been a rugged guy, characterized by Napoleonic doggedness; unmoved by tears and unshaken by care. I was without a heart and many did not make a mistake when they said I was heartless! As for this one, my heart of stone melted like wax and my frosted mind got inflamed, my emotion set in rapid motion. My face turned pink- I blushed, lost boldness. ...To be continued

Mercy Said No: To a one man's tango

2010-12-15T19:43:00.000-08:00

She's filthy and it's no lie
She's guilty and must die
That, everyone knows
But mercy said no
On the scale of justice and truth
She must be punished for eating the
forbidden fruit
She's a whore
A prostitute and does hardcore
Instead of leaving her to be killed
By the poison of the forbidden apple
she took
They would rather with their hands
her blood spilled
After erasing her off mercy and
amnesty's book
They justified their quest to uphold the
law
But the law of man is always flawed
"Stone her to death" was the
conclusion
But "be sinless" the condition
The master fully aware of man's heart
And it's mastery of deception art
Sat and wrote into the dusts
What He was writing? Mercy, grace,
love...
Men said she deserved death
But mercy said rebirth
According to the law
She must die- an outlaw
But mercy said she need a new life
One question always rings in my
mind
How flawed men would have been!
To would have seen only her sin!
Meanwhile, did she alone tango?
What of the man that along with her
tangoed!

My Pen, My Friend

2010-05-05T12:55:00.000-07:00

Intoxicated by nature?

My pen- the next thing I reach for

Captivated by a beautiful sight?

My pen- the next thing I reach for

When you see me weep

The best not a handkerchief

When for something great

I stand to celebrate

To be my friend

Go get me a pen!

Filled with much ink of inspiration

Always ready to bring to us revelation

To put smile on the face of anger

So also joy in the heart of sadness

Ever filled with words to move the spirit

My pen is more than a friend

‘Cos to every of my expressions- it responds

My pen never launder millions

It will never write a red letter- to break a heart

When next you see me

If you want to be my friend

Give me a pen!

AbeBooks Free Shipping to Canada

SPEAKING TEXTS

2010-03-23T10:28:00.000-07:00

Words written in ink of blood sacrifice, in the typeface (font style) of mercy and bolded with love. Every punctuation speaks life; every story reflects the dependency of man and the ultimate supremacy of God. The dot on all ‘i’s and the separation of every word brings to heart the true love of the creator for His creation.
The journey from “In the beginning” to the “Amen” shows nothing but love of God for mankind and His promise of the establishment of His kingdom for His children.
From the book of His wonderful creation that has been a source of marvel for generations to the book of revelation of things yet to come, it holds the beginning and the end of the world!
About to die? There is abundance of life in the word. Are you lost? Watch out for it is the road signs to heaven; you need a soul-satisfier? Get the living word of God!

BEAUTIFUL UNITY

2010-03-23T09:26:00.000-07:00

When I saw the Venezuelan rapid in a CNN advert, I was overwhelmed by its beauty and the powerful flow; on one of these past Valentine’s Day, I can’t forget the last gift I got- it was a bunch of freshly picked rose!
I remember watching Tiger Woods showing-off his talents on one of the most beautiful golf courses in Europe in one of the PGA tournaments; the beauty of the green field is beyond description.
If you’ve never seen the reason for unity, imagine ant pulling the carcass of an elephant! It may sound unbelievable but all it takes for this to happen is the number of ants.
A flower is most beautiful in a bunch, millions of molecules of water make up the beautiful waterfall and it is many grasses that make the golf course so beautiful.
Thinking of two wrongs making a right? It’s found in salt (sodium chloride). Sodium is highly poisonous, so also is chlorine but the two makes salt! Another is found in two odd numbers; two odds combine to give an even! That is what unity does- putting ugliness together in a beautiful way!
If we can unite, there’s nothing impossible for us to achieve- imagine building a ‘heaven’ scraper! It can never be possible we all may think but after reading Gen. 11:4-6, I guess your perspective must change.
If you examine the rainbow, it wouldn’t have been as beautiful as it is, if it were of a colour!
Unity is strength, for united we stand gallant but divided we fall greatly.

TRUST IN THIS UNTRUSTABLE GENERATION

2010-03-23T09:05:00.000-07:00

I can vividly remember an advert I watched on AIT sometimes ago. “This Life” is a soap opera on AIT. “Jump from there and be sure I’ll catch you” said the old man to his about 10-year-old son. The boy was on a roof-top and wanted to come down. After much persuasion by his father and possible conviction, the boy jumped. Guess what the old man did? The man left the boy and the little boy fell slamming the floor hard. The boy in much pain and disbelief screamed “Papa, but you said you will catch me, why did you run away after I jumped?” And the old man said “Life lesson one: Trust no body in your life”

May be life has thought us similar lecture, never to trust any body; but I’ve come to introduce trust even in this time that trusts are not even trustable.

The trust in any man is bound to fail with time, the confidence on any Godfather is sure to loose its feet with time but only one person you can trust absolutely.

How much trust do you have in God? The level of this trust determines the level you can go with God. How many things can you thrust in His hands in trust? The level of trust I am talking about is this: I see my self at the apex of mountain Everest, and God standing at the foot of the mountain; He is telling you and I to jump that He will catch us; meanwhile His eyes are even closed! Can I do it, can you?

Even in the world of today that trusts are not even trustable, God requires our absolute trust.

SPEAKING TEXTS

2010-03-23T08:53:00.000-07:00