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479 days ago
...... Hello Everyone, Well, it's August 2nd already. We're past the midway point of 08. How are you doing? You know, time took on a very different feel after my miscarriage. It seemed like one day blended into the next and it made no difference whether it was a weekend or weekday. I was very consumed with my grief, changes in my body and the whole world seemed like it was covered in a foggy, gray mist. I felt trapped in that mist every day-no matter where I was or what I was doing. Day by day I took steps toward healing, but I didn't know it. Simply LIVING through the experience is what did it. As I look back, I see clearly how there was a reason for each tear I cried; every ache I felt; and for the effort it took to get through the day. Each day was a healing block, if you will. I felt anything BUT healed during those days, weeks, months after my miscarriage. I thought I'd never get passed the bleak world I existed in. If you feel the same, please know my heart goes out to ...
544 days ago
Dear God, It's been almost a year... I am still waiting... I believe you have plan for me which must be a very beautiful picture, and I am desperately longing for seeing it displayed inch by inch. You are my hope, the only hope. You are my rock, the only rock.
617 days ago
Dear Bruce, I feel kind of dizzy these days back to Kunming, keep thinking of Melbourne, I miss the city and you. Thank you for being so kind to me. I am very touched by your hospitality! What a beautiful thing to have friends! I am very grateful to God, who awards me this journey. Full of complaint for half a year, I feel frustrated with my so-called career in Shanghai stop and lost in my developing hometown, but even in this kind of situation, I still experience the touch and guidance from God my Lord, He comforts me and restores me. I know you may feel lonely sometimes in your cozy big house. Though I wish to introduce all my girlfriends to you, the utmost thing I want to share with you, is my Lord Jesus. I feel lonely too sometimes, no matter how sweet my honey Mac and parents are. Sometimes people may let me down and I let myself down. It’s doomed to be disappointing if we set our faith in human being. Every body’s life is ...
748 days ago
Dear God, I know that she’s out there...the one I’m suppose to share my whole life with. And in time...you’ll show her to me. Will you take care of her, comfort her, and protect her...until that day we Meet. And let her know...my heart...is beating with hers In a dream I hold you close Embracing you with my hands You gazed at me with eyes full of love And made me understand That I was meant to share it with you My heart my mind my soul Then I open my eyes And all I see reality shows I’m alone But I know someday that you’ll be by my side Cause I know god’s just waiting till the time is right God will you keep her safe from the thunderstorm When the day’s cold will you keep her warm When the darkness falls will you please shine her the way God will you let her know that I love her so When theres no one there that she’s not alone Just close her eyes and let her know My heart is beating with hers So I prayed until that ...
758 days ago
9月28日 To Leeney Dear, don’t be frustrated for just shaking a tip of the iceberg and you will be utterly proud for your great influence if you completely understand how self-centered I am since was very little. I had a great time to work with you and I always want to find a chance to express my appreciation and to say “Thank you!” Thank you for your unwavering support-when my transfer was in a hard time Thank you for your kindness-which released my nervousness for this new job at the very beginning Thank you for your remarkable selflessness-when I was seeking for professional directions Thank you for your continuous encouragement-which greatly enhanced my confidence Thank you for your constant faith in love-which makes me start to believe maybe I still have chances to beloved. Besides, thank you for every gift you left to me, vacuum flask, juice extractor, vodkas, books…and most precious-the make-up mirror-which ...
