Everyday is a battlefield. Everyday we’ll fight for our dreams, and if something happens, and this thing is deviating from our dreams, we feel frustrated, disappointed, depressed….

Whenever I feel the blow of the wind, i feel such an inner peace, a feeling that I belong to no one, but God. I belong to his plans. Thus, placing everything before God…Entrusting our life to the one who made us takes a lot of faith… yes, it does. It is always easy for us to say, we trust him, but deep inside, we are afraid, apprehensive,, doubting…

It feels like we are in a jar, contained for the rest of our lives battling to get some air to breath… and we always forget to ask for help… we fail to trust God , we fail to ask him … we keep on doing the same things everyday, while the top of the jar is open…. we don’t try to ask for help, so that someone can pull us up and catch the breath of abundance..

Life is crazy,. but  sweet… Life is half empty but it really is full…

Everyday I stretch myself to get a seat at the MRT, and whenever  I hear the sound of the train, people around me would bump each other just to get inside the train as quick as they can… they don’t even think about the other doors open.. wide open..

Life is crazy but sweet… life is half empty but full… it’s a matter of choosing what is outside of the box and asking ourselves.. what’s the wisest thing to do?