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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  the things you were.
today i revisited the home turf.
the place where so many things started.

it feels strange to return,
free from the constraints set by the building.
free to ignore the bell,
to ignore the schedules.

first time, signing in as a visitor
a noob with a pen, not knowing what to do
or where to sign.

humorous in retrospect.

bee and i had a good day
shopping and whatnot.
i missed hk. =)

good day.

and as the day draws to a close,
there are things i remember,
and things i am sad for.
things i still don't have the courage to let go of.

what am i looking for?
what do i need?

at this time i am convicted,
and i know that i will do this
not with your help.

i will do it by God's grace,
with God's mercy
in God's love.
Jesus be my sole comfort.
let me learn dependence only on you.
 


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