so i remember one night, i think about a year ago, i was lying in brother's bed at about 4am, there about. he was in thailand i think, and his bed's just beside the window, which slide open so you can just push everything to one side and the opening gets really big and you can see almost the whole sky.

and i remember staring up at the sky and thinking to myself, golly, those people are right when they said that the sky is the darkest before dawn, cos by gum the sky was really pitch black!

and likewise, the only other time i remembered seeing that many stars in the sky was the time when the entire singapore had a blackout :) haa i remember that!! had to hold a huge candle and walk down twelve flights of stairs to fetch the sister :D

anyway :) i remember being inquisitive, probing God with questions about why He had to make it such that the sky is darkest before dawn, why not a few hours before, why SO dark, why this why that why to everything about the issue.

wasn't really expecting an answer because i thought it was just some random question floating around in my brain, the retorical kind which you think of just cos you're bored those kind.

but suddenly it's like i could literally hear a voice whispering in my ear, not that it wa creepy or anything but yeah, woah.

and it said (not exactly but as best as i can remember) that the sky is always darkest before dawn so that i'd be able to see the beauty of the sunrise to its fullest extent, to see the complete drama of His art work :)

for me to know that, at the darkest points of times in my life, all i ever have to do is to lift my head high, and i'll see a sky full of stars, full of the Lord's promises for me and toward me, to remind me that hope is still and always will be there.

in fact, i realised, i don't even try with my own efforts to lift my head up high, because in psalms it is promised to me that Daddy Himself is the Lifter of my head :) the One who holds my head high.

isn't my Jesus so beautiful? :))

WE WILL DANCE ; 3:31 AM