just really wanted to blog about something that captured my heart today. ((:
*haaa oh no steve it's got to do with you AGAIN. =D
hahaha but no, it isn't about steve lah. he's just part of the illustration once again. (:
so we were on the train home after wildly searching for his shirts/tie/shoes/pullover for tmr.
and so you try to imagine this quite-mediumly-built guy, as in arms can see muscles without him having to flex and all, and yah quite tan (quite only okay steve. HAHA but okok fine it's acceptable), and when this guy doesn't smile sometimes he (sorry for the language) scares the balls out of some people.
and halfway through the train ride, this mother spies the empty seat beside our-dear-ol'-stevie-melons-bah-kwa, and she makes her oh-so-cutey-lil' daughter sit beside him.
and the mother could only get a seat at the opposite row (you know how MRTs are) so yeah the daughter was alone.
and guess what! (((((: so cute LAH!!!!!! she fell asleep against steve's arm of muscles. HAHAHA ok the way i put it so funny but aiyah! can you please see the beautiful picture that has been painted!
the picture of the little girl and steve was SO cute i tell you! there was this row of dudes opposite us, and they kept staring and whispering to each other, "so cute hor! wahh she's so cute leh! eh that girl is so funny! that guy so nice just let her sleep.."
you know, suddenly everything seemed so peaceful. (: this sense of love just filled me.
and i became the little girl, and steve was Jesus. (((: and everything was alright, because i was leaning on Him.
there is so much more to catch, but for now, just know that He loves it when you lean on His shoulder.
WE WILL DANCE ; 9:12 AM
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the Priceless Work of Art
intricately designed by the Maker of the Universe
psalmist princess
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trading her ashes in for beauty
here in Love's embrace
forever to stay
bought with a price that no man could pay.
now, i belong to Him.
the blessed
the redeemed
the made whole
the favoured
the loved
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