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Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the bright and morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
I am yours
dailies
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
-1:17 AM
You don’t know me… …
At times, I can be… …
Dreadfully passive
Painfully shy
Superbly sentimental (garang guni)
Unimaginably ecstatic
Incredibly dramatic
Awfully stoic (to hide the greatest pain)
Exceedingly insecure
Pleasantly sweet
Terrifically gentle (really!)
Dangerously serious
Ridiculously friendly (to chat with strangers)
Intolerably chatty
Loathingly sarcastic
Detestably insensitive
Hopelessly blur (not into sotongs though)
Unbelievably crazy
Dreadfully quiet
Generously giving
Utterly foolish
Ludicrously fathomless (are you?)
Nat is leaving. Next is Paul. Soon, it will be Emmie. Who is next? There is a Chinese saying which speaks of the fact that there is no feast which never ends. Still, it hurts. They compose part of your life and memory. When they leave, they take a part of you away. Yet, we often take good times for granted. Thinking of this makes me cry. Perhaps people find it hard to comprehend, or even believe that such a big girl (ok, woman…) like me can be so emotional. Maybe this is why I am afraid to get too close or attached to people. The more you care about something or someone, the more easily affected you are by it. Your everything is hinged on those of insurmountable importance to you. Scary?
