| In Christ alone, I place my trust
And find my glory in the power of the cross
In every victory, let it be said of me
My source of strength, my source of hope
In Christ alone. Dear Mom, I'm writing this to you at 1.55am. I wonder where you are, and what you are doing at this very moment. I wish you were here but the reality is you will never be back. Maybe never is such a strong word, but at least for a very long time. On monday, I thought something horrible must have happened to you since you didn't give us a call. I thought that you are so confused and committing suicide might be the only way out for u. I prayed to God that, so what if things didn't go according to plan?! I just want you to be alive..and knowing that as long as you are alive, there's stilll hope. I miss you, i really do. I might sound really cheerful and positive when i talk to you, but deep inside i'm really scared. I was hoping that my silliness and cheesy-ness can bring some chuckles and colour into your life. I love it when you smile, especially with your dimples...i told you how much i luv ppl with dimples. Looking back at previous entries on xanga, i often mentioned about you and what we did together.
How I wish we can go back in time. I don't know what the future holds, i don't know what's in store, i don't know when i'm gonna see you again...but there's only one thing i know and am sure of. During this time of trial...God will look after both of us and dad. He will not leave us nor forsake us. His grace is more than enough for us, and let us be a good witness and living testimony for the Lord. Mom... i miss you alot.
Yeng Han |
