Golden wheat harvest (via B℮n)
Photo taken along the landscape of Saxony-Anhalt nearby Harz National Park - Germany.
Brings back memories about how tough beating rice was. I’m never leaving a single grain of rice on my plate again! (Haha maybe now my husband will have excellent complexion!)
It’s already going to be 2 weeks since that Wednesday that we left for Chiang Rai. So much has changed and I have learnt so much. But now I’m losing sight of who I am. Surrounded by technology, mirrors, superficial friendships and a total shortage of love, I feel like the edges of who I am are slowly blurring out again. I’m tired of being the person I was before going on the mission trip. I’m tired of hiding behind my computer or handphone screen and pretending to be who I’m not. I’m tired of running away.
Lord, carry me in your everlasting arms and strengthen me.
(via youmeandtheworld)
They spelt truth wrongly in the third line right?
Anyway, I just felt that this was very apt. I don’t want to be kept in the dark but often when I hear the truth, I end up deeply hurt. Nowadays I have taken to requesting that the truth (if it is regarding anything negative) is not told to me. What I don’t know can’t hurt me, right? It’s sad and unhealthy but when you are as sensitive as me, sometimes it’s better to live in denial.
There’s a sign outside a methodist church near my place which says “the truth will set you free”. I think more than anything, people need to be brave to face the truth. I need courage. Or maybe I just need thicker skin..
Paul: You son of a bitch! The same girl you’ve been obsessing over for weeks now?
Tom: I’ve not been obsessing!…Paul, seriously!
Paul: Did you bang her?
Tom: No!
Paul: What? Blowjob?
Tom: No!
Paul: Hand job?
Tom: Man, no! No jobs, I’m still unemployed!
(Crude but…) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. LOL X 100000000000000000000
