Lucky

Do you hear me,
I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying

Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for you I promise you, I will

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music fill the air
I'll put a flower in your hair

though the breezes through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here right now

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Feeling lucky right now (Aprile's beside me )

I finally prayed...

It has been a couple of years now since knelt down in earnest prayer. It is quite odd for someone like me who was born and raise in our church. I even served a mission. but when I came back praying became more of duty than gift that should treasured. I won't share the reason behind though.

At first, I tried kneeling in prayer but my mind was blank. I had no words to say to Him and doubt was creeping in my mind if it was worth the effort (it has been years why start again I did survive). Then I remembered one class in sunday school when I was a kid, that you can start a prayer with song. I remembered my favorite song, it was "O Lord, My Redeemer". A song we sang much when I was still in a choir (I use too sing :P).

And the Roman soldiers laughed
When they saw their pris'ner stumble.
He did not revile them back.
And wondering, I asked,
"Who was this man so humble?"

And a woman at my side
Choked on her reply.
Though she struggled not to weep,
The tears poured down her cheek,
Her heart breaking as she cried:

"Oh Lord, my Redeemer,
Thou has done so much for me!
Oh Lord, my Redeemer,
All my love I give to Thee!"

And the crowd went pushing on.
I felt compelled to follow.
I knew that they were wrong
How they mocked Him all along.
Suddenly my heart felt hollow.

For they nailed Him to a tree
On a hill called Calvary.
While I stood there filled with wonder,
The heavens roared with thunder,
And again I heard this plea:

"Oh Lord, my Redeemer,
Thou has done so much for me!
Oh Lord, my Redeemer,
All my love I give to Thee!"

I could not forget His face
As I wandered from that place.
With the questions ever burning
I put myself to learning
And each answer came with grace.

And I knelt in earnest prayer,
His memory still there.
And the more that I'd enquire
The hotter burned the fire.
I found joy beyond compare.

And the day turned into three.
Morning found me in a garden
Where the gentle April breeze
Returned me to my knees,
Pleading for a pardon.

And I can't say when or why
I opened up my eyes
But his feet were there before me,
But His hands were open o'er me,
And His face I recognized.

"Oh Lord, my Redeemer,
Thou has done so much for me!
Oh Lord, my Redeemer,
All my love I give to Thee!"

I started to crying when I needed my prayer and ended up pouring out my heart. All the aches and pains, doubts, hate and dreams, and I mean everything. It was wonderful to be able to that for a long time. I guess this the first step and hopefully not the last.

NIGHTMARE

I couldn’t move and really didn’t want too. I was bound by chains that seem to pierce my body multiple times. There were three in each arm, four in each leg, one in each shoulder, one through the chest and three in stomach. I couldn’t see where the chains began or ended, I can see only where it entered in my body, with blood and gore dripping in the chains. The links of the change were made from different materials, although I had no idea how. It held me in place, I couldn’t move, but I wasn’t scared, in fact I felt safe. The safest I felt in years, even though it was scary and I was paralyzed I felt like I was in a sanctuary of some sort. Then everything seems to move slowly, the clink of chains and the grinding of metal to bone and flesh. At first, I wanted to scream as though I have been doing this for years but nothing came out of my mouth. I was tired, I felt numb. I was expecting pain but emptiness has replaced it.

I finally saw the end of chains, jagged prongs much like what you see in meat shop, all rusty and seemed to be encrusted in something black which have the stench of rotten meat and for a moment it was first time I smelled something but it felt I already knew it before. In one swift motion they seem to rip me apart. I was barely whole and was falling pretty fast, and still there was no fear, no pain, and as if I was expecting it all to happen.

I falling pretty fast that I could barely see anything around me, well maybe for that thing the use to be my hand or liver. Oddly, I started to slow down until I gradually came to a halt. Smiling or at least I thought I was with the thought that I really didn’t miss much on my way down. The walls were bare and gray; there wasn’t much to see except for a few vital organs by my side.

As I lay there waiting, I heard familiar footsteps. Calmly waiting for the person I knew to approach me already, I began to think of what I would like for dinner, though I highly doubted it would be possible given my condition at the moment. Then the footsteps stopped and I was staring directly at myself, for the first time I felt fear. Fear so great I ended screaming myself up.

In much pain right now.

I sprain my ankle yesteday (It's my first time :P). It still hurt like hell when I try to move it. I already tried hot and cold compress but I guess I have to wait for three days, to feel better.

ONE HAPPY BUNNY!!!

FOR APRILE!!! I LOVE YOU!!!

It's Alive!!!

My PC is back in action! After experiencing the blue screen of death (Damn you windows!). Unfortunately I have to install everything all over again. Oh well, life's a bitch. You just need to learn how to deal with her.

STUCK AT WORK

My head is spinning already. I'll be going home only to take a bath.