Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit is the strength and help of my life. God is the author and inspiration behind all of my poems. :)
If you happen to read this,
sorry,
this poem is not for you,
nor meant to be read by you.
This poem has only One Audience,
and that Audience is Him,
the One who makes Me.
This poem is meant for Him and
Him alone.
posted by Chong Shipei @ 1:45 PM
Some says God is real, some says God is not. Some asks me, "Dear XXX, do you think God is real or not." I laugh and I smile, and I give them no answer, what a foolish question to ask me, when God talks and walks with me, everyday of my life. I am puzzled by the people, looking at them, I stand amazed, why are people trying so hard to prove or disprove someone that is just beside me all the times. True, I cannot see His face. True, I cannot touch His hands. But I thought I can feel His heart beating every single moment of my life. When I am sad, I feel He is sad. When I laugh, He laughs with me. When I am scared, He says, "Hush, don't fear." When I am bad, He is not afraid to discipline me. But no matter what, God is just there besides me, like a Father, like a brother, like a friend, a master and a husband, every moment of my life. And I think I know Him even if I do not see His face, I can feel He is there with me, every moment, indeed!
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