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有一天,蜗牛看见一个正在旋转的陀螺。

陀螺旋转了好久好久都不愿停下来。

这让蜗牛很纳闷。于是,蜗牛便问陀螺:“陀螺呀,你为什么旋转?”

听到蜗牛的提问,陀螺没有停下来,一面旋转一面回答说:“我快乐的时候会旋转。”

陀螺的回答让蜗牛觉得很新奇,因为蜗牛从来没有听说过旋转也是一种表达快乐的方式,于是便紧接着问:“所以你现在非常快乐咯?”

陀螺依旧没有停止旋转,回答蜗牛说:“不是的。”

这回,蜗牛被陀螺搞糊涂了,听得一头雾水:“你不是说你快乐的时候就会旋转吗?既然你现在不快乐,那你又是为了什么而旋转呢?”

陀螺依旧旋转着,回答说:“蜗牛啊,我现在旋转,是因为不想让人看清我不快乐的样子。我旋转,是为了让人看不清我,就像你感到不安时会躲到壳里一样。”

 

 

The taste of freedom

The child called and the Father heard
and He rushed to her rescue

And this is how freedom tastes like
To be free from hatred
To be free from the heavy chains of the devil
To be able to love again
To love Your creatures

I love You, my Lord
I love You with all my heart

Thank you for delivering me from this distress
Thank you and i love You
i love You
i love You
I love You

There’s so much joy and no word can describe my joy adequately

I missed the chance
And I asked for another chance for your flower and I to reconcile
And immediately you have given me another opportunity
Recognizing the opportunity as an answer to my prayer
I quickly grabbed it

O Father, i thank You
i love You!

You know my human nature is weak
I don’t know when will i fall again
Sustain me with Your grace and i will be fine
I need only Your grace

I hope not to fall again
But, even if i fall again, i know Your grace will help me to stand up again
Falling teaches me to be humble and be docile to Your grace
And so I rely only on Your grace

Let my eyes be fixed on You
Then, even if i should fall again, Your loving gaze will help me to stand up again

I love You
I love You
I love You with all my heart, all my soul, all my mind and all my strength

Yes, i will love with all my strength

my God, I love You!!!

my God, I love You!!!
You must have heard my prayer
You must have
You must have
I love You! I love You!!!

他们还是不懂…

They don’t understand…

It is so hard to find a person that understands…

The freedom that i yearn for is a freedom that enables me to do everything that my Father wants me to do
The freedom that enables me to do my father’s will
The freedom to love the way my Father loves
The freedom from the chains of self-love and pride
The freedom to love others the way my Father loves them
The freedom to love even when i am hurt
The freedom from hatred and pain
The freedom to see God’s image in every person regardless of what they did to me
The freedom to fight and be worthy of that image and that loving gaze

I want nothing else to have any power over me
Hatred or hurt or whatsoever
All these should have no power over me
All these shouldn’t be the chain that stops me from doing my Father’s will

This is what i truly want
My yearning

I want to get rid of all these chains
But they told me “Don’t overexert yourself”
I know they mean no harm
I know they just don’t want me to be too tired
But it is not what i want
What i truly want is just some encouragement
Encouraging me to fight
Reminding me about my Father’s love
Telling me that i can do this because i am my Father’s daughter.
If my Father can do this, i can do it too, because i am my Father’s daughter…

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过眼云烟

巴士里,某个年约 5 岁的小弟弟(A)坐在座位上,闭着眼睛休息。他身边坐着一位阿姨。一会儿,阿姨下车了,坐在 A 弟弟对面的另一个小弟弟(B,约 3 岁)马上笑嘻嘻的跑过去爬到 A 弟弟的身边,抓着 A 弟弟的手靠在他肩上,那圆鼓鼓的左右脸颊叫做喜形于色~

啊~ 原来是对兄弟~

如此简单单纯的快乐,不知那两兄弟多年以后是否还会记得快乐曾经很简单

好羡慕那简简单单完完整整的快乐

我也曾经拥有那样的快乐吗?或许吧…

曾几何时,高兴的时候总是小心翼翼,总觉得快乐是不长久的,总觉得不放心让自己沉浸在那快乐中,因为没有什么是长久的…

岁月究竟对我们做了什么?

过眼云烟

 

 

dear Lord my God,
I can hear you.
You call me through all channels
You speak to me through all channels

Do you love me that much?
I am just a clump of dust
A clump of dust that is incapable of loving the way You do
Why do you love this clump of dust…

Your little clump of dust was in distress
You heard Your dust and flown to her rescue
You, the Almighty, pursuing this little clump of dust

In my helplessness i heard Your voice
tenderly and lovingly You called me
You called me by my name
What is this clump of dust that You even called her by name

Your little clump of dust have heard Your voice
But she is incapable of responding to that call
She wept and wept
How she wished to run to You and throw herself into Your arms
and spend the eternity gazing at Your loving eyes
She knows that there is no love in her eyes
Only hurt and hatred
How can she look into Your loving eyes with that tainted eyes

And yet in my helplessness
Your unwavering love is my only hope
And i give thanks to You for allowing me to recognize Your voice amidst of the noise
For this clump of dust is Your lamb
Even the dusty lamb recognizes the voice of its shepherd

“With My mercy, I pursue sinners along all their paths…”

Pursue me, this clump of dust, heal my heart so that it is capable of loving again. Pursue me, my Lord, until i return to You, so that Your heart will be filled with joy.

divine_65_i am thrice holy, and detest the smallest sin

更糟

有时候,说了话比没说更糟

原本以为说了话会轻松一些

可是无法沟通

我也累于解释了

 

Dear shepherd, call my name, call my name again…

 

Papa,
what Your flower did to me has caused me great distress.
I was deeply affected as i struggled to do Your will.

But, Papa, those distress has lessened a lot.
Most of the time, i don’t even feel it.
It isn’t because my wound has healed,
but because my heart has hardened and become numb.

Such numbness terrifies me, Papa.
It frees me from the pain that Your flower has inflicted on me.
But, it has drawn me away from You.
The moment the pain disappeared,
the connection between You and i disappeared too.
I no longer yearns to do Your will.
I am frustrated.
My heart is full of hatred and frustration.
This terrifies me, Papa.
I can’t feel You.

I would rather be in pain than to be distant from You.
When the pain was so intense, I can feel Your presence,
and that makes me feel secure.
No pain is unbearable as long as You are close to me
because the pain was a result of the heart that loves and yearned to do Your will.

Dear Lord, my God,
You, the one who loves without getting tired,
You, the one with unfathomable love and mercy,
make haste and come to me.
Call my name and touch my hardened heart.
Only Your earnest and tender voice can revive this frozen heart of mine,
so that it can beat for you once more.

What a weak and lousy heart huh?
Easily hardened and frozen…
What have i to offer that does not fade or wither?
Even my heart is not fit to be a good offering to You.

Indeed, Your love is divine.
You love the sinners as much as the saints.
You have come for the sinners and even died for the sinners.
Who has that kind of love?
Indeed, Your love is divine.

Teach me that love again, my Lord, my Master, my God, my Love.
I throw my heart into the furnace of Your love.
Purify it, my Lord,
so that it loves the way You love.
Let me love until it hurts, and still love.
Revive my heart so that it beats again,
beats as it echoes the voice of Your tender love.

 

 

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