Lover of my Soul
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
*coughs at the dust*
I can just see the thick layer of dust and hairballs forming here. I feel my nose twitching with itchiness at the thought of how many dust particles will get into my nostrils. My eyes feel sore thinking of how much dust will irritate them. Though Chinese New Year has long passed, I think it's high time I did some spring cleaning.
The events that have taken place are aplenty that I can't even count. Let's just skip to my most recent experience with none other than, Mr. G.
It was XPLC camp just a few days back.
His Spirit and presence so overwhelming that He brought me to tears.
So real.
My fear had just simply disappeared
I bawled tears of joy
Tears of relief
Tears of comfort
I could hear my soul rejoicing
My spirit at peace
How could I have been so blind
To not see that He was there all along
He is indeed
The lover of my soul.
Rachel wrote in the pages of her life at 10:33 PM
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