Don’t Let me Raise My Hopes Any Further.

It’s been six years. Six years of watching from afar. Six years of change. Six years of pain.

Why. Why was it that my heart chose you? You, who is the exact opposite of me. You, who is sporty. You, who is smart but incredibly lazy. You, who  is out of my league.

My friends often tell me that I deserve someone more; they tell me I’m too good for you. I don’t think that’s the case. They can’t see how amazing and caring you are deep down.

But it’s been six years of waiting. Not doing anything. Constantly seeing you with a new girlfriend. So maybe I thought, it’s time to let go of the non-existent relationship we have. And it’s been great! I enjoyed these last few months joined by a peaceful  and calm heart.

Then I see them. Those golden blonde hair and those insanely beautiful blue eyes.


Ah. There goes my heart. You always show up in the most random moments. I hadn’t had time to ready my heart. And do you also feel it? That spark when our eyes meet. Probably not. Because I look away too quickly.

Stop it. Sometimes I catch you looking my way. What’re you looking at? Me? Or is it someone in front of me- your girlfriend.

By the way did you know that 99.9% of people in our grade knows that I am head over heels for you. And you, that small 0.01%, don’t even know it.

I’ve had enough. I keep raising my hopes up, even though there isn’t any. But you know what, thanks to you, I’ve gained so many different types of emotions. Both pleasant and ugly.

Dont worry, it’s no one’s fault but mine alone. I’m a coward. I’m scared that you won’t like me back. But I at least want to be a friend. I always have. I wanted to be there for you, you know. But I don’t know why I can’t just take a leap of faith into this fruitless unrequited love.

You’re my first love. And apparently, no matter how much I try, I just cannot, for some reason, replace that little spot you’ve made yours in the deepest corner of my heart.


I’m not gonna stop liking you. I’m just gonna go where my heart takes me, and hopefully you’ll still be there.


Spice Up The World!

That was truly beautiful.

“You are the salt of the earth, but if salt has lost its taste, how shall its saltiness be restored? It is no longer good for anything except to be thrown out and trampled under people’s feet.” ~Matthew 5:13 ESV

Ah. Is it just me or is the world becoming really . . . bland? Wow, Satan certainly ain’t a chef. He got no taste. And he adds deadly poisons to God’s meals! Like: sexual immorality, impurity and debauchery; idolatry and witchcraft; hatred, discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, dissensions, and factions. (Gal 5:19-20).

HELP ADD FLAVOUR TO THE WORLD! This reblog includes a great post which talks about adding flavour to the world through the importance of challening, caring for and connecting with one another.

The author of “Blogging and The Accident of Touching“, Deborah J. Brasket , mentioned that she uses blogging as a way to touch people’s lives. She has used her own gift in writing and has blessed many people because of it. And as a result of that, she added a little bit more flavour to the world, her own unique taste.

You see, I am not very good at articulating words. And I’m certainly not very good at blogging, unlike she is. And maybe this isn’t cut out for me, but I’m trusting in Him. Because maybe one day, this will touch even just one person’s heart. And when that happens, I’ll be out on the streets praising The Lord! 🙂

Moreover, every single person in this tasteless world have each been blessed with special gifts and talents. We have to and need to use them to unite and ignite a new burning flame in the lost, chained and broken hearts. A hot, passionate fire burning for God.

By the way, just trust in God as He will be your guide, and just keep doing the right and good thing in your own kind of special way, and you will surely and undoubtedly be saving hearts and touching people’s lives. In that way you’ve let your life become a proof of His Love.

Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms. If anyone speaks, they should do so as one who speaks the very words of God. If anyone serves, they should do so with the strength God provides, so that in all things God may be praised through Jesus Christ. To him be the glory and the power for ever and ever. Amen. -1 Peter 4:10-11 (NIV)

~Aira, instrument of a Living God

Deborah J. Brasket

The_Creation_Michelangelo“The accident of touching / is so rare! Sometimes / I pause my hand on purpose / and hope to find yours there.”

These are the last lines of a poem I wrote long ago.

But I realize now that’s what this blog is all about, a way of “pausing my hand on purpose,” and hoping to find you there.

It’s all about touching, isn’t it? Touching others with our lives, our insights and understanding, our memories and dreams, our poetry and art. Blogging meets this basic human need—to touch others and be touched in return.

Peter_Paul_Rubens_105_1We’ve all heard how physical touching is essential to human health and happiness. They say people can shrivel up and die for want of being touched or having someone to touch. A simple pat on the shoulder, a hug, a hand squeeze can make all the difference. Merely having a pet, they say, saves lives.

But there’s a basic…

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Reflections From a Broken Mirror

Everyone should read this.


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Chris Martin Writes

At some point in our life, I believe we have all been there. Unsatisfied with how we look, act, or fit in. It’s human nature to never be happy with how we are. In some cases, that can actually be a good thing, but for now, I’m talking mainly about our appearance and how we feel about life in general. In a world where we are bombarded with millions of different looks, fads, opinions, and opportunities, it’s a miracle we even know who we are as individuals.

It’s everywhere. TV. Movies. Books. Magazines. Billboards. Newspapers. Daily, we are subjected to what the world, society, thinks we should be. What we should wear. What we should eat. What we should not eat. What is healthy. What is not healthy. The list stretches beyond eternity where no one can see an end to the madness. People are looked down upon if they…

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A little something. . .

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Hi. I’ve only known you since July, but I know that I have fallen in love.

Every time I think about you, my heart races.

Every time I watch you, I feel like I’m in a different world.

Even though I’m not good enough, I still try to be a part of your life.

I push myself to the limit, with the help of many friends, to win you.

But when someone else does, it’s painful.

You’ve taught me how to have fun and be competitive at the same time.

I have met many extraordinary and talented people because of you.

I cannot believe amazing things like you exist in the world.

You make me a much better person and I hope that I could keep going on this journey with you.

Thank you for all the wonderful experiences you’ve given me, and I can’t wait for what God has planned for you and I.

I love you, soccer.


~ Aira

Did we take life’s simple pleasures for granted?

  • A pretentious, showy life is an empty life; a plain and simple life is a full life.
  • The rich can be sued for everything they have, but the poor are free of such threats.
  • The lives of good people are brightly lit streets; the lives of the wicked are dark alleys.
  • Arrogant know-it-alls stir up discord, but wise men and women listen to each other’s counsel.
  • Easy come, easy go, but steady diligence pays off.
  • Unrelenting disappointment leaves you heartsick, but a sudden good break can turn life around.
  • Ignore the Word and suffer; honor God’s commands and grow rich.
  • The teaching of the wise is a fountain of life, so, no more drinking from death-tainted wells!
  • Sound thinking makes for gracious living, but liars walk a rough road.
  • A commonsense person lives good sense; fools litter the country with silliness.
  • Irresponsible talk makes a real mess of things, but a reliable reporter is a healing presence.
  • Refuse discipline and end up homeless; embrace correction and live an honored life.

~PROVERBS 13:7-18