‘Cause even the stars they burn
Some even fall to the earth
We’ve got a lot to learn
God knows we’re worth it
No, I won’t give up
✝what love really means
He cries in the corner where nobody sees
He’s the kid with the story no one would believe
He prays every night, Dear God won’t you please…
Could you send someone here who will love me?
Who will love me for me
Not for what I have done or what I will become
Who will love me for me
‘Cause nobody has shown me what love
What love really means
Her office is shrinking a little each day
She’s the woman whose husband has run away
She’ll go to the gym after working today
Maybe if she was thinner
Then he would’ve stayed
And she says…
Who will love me for me?
Not for what I have done or what I will become
Who will love me for me?
‘Cause nobody has shown me what love, what love really means
He’s waiting to die as he sits all alone
He’s a man in a cell who regrets what he’s done
He utters a cry from the depths of his soul
Oh Lord, forgive me, I want to go home
Then he heard a voice somewhere deep inside
And it said
I know you’ve murdered and I know you’ve lied
I have watched you suffer all of your life
And now that you’ll listen, I’ll tell you that I…
I will love you for you
Not for what you have done or what you will become
I will love you for you
I will give you the love
The love that you never knew
not believing in God’s plan and promises for you is like spitting on the cross. its as if what Jesus had done isn’t enough for you to believe He will bring you through every problem and obstacle.
i get so fired up when people speak of God that way. i just have to defend the faith.
heaven is made up of colours, a wider variety of colours we have never seen before.
i find myself unable to grasp and imagine a colour i have never seen before.
it just baffles me… beyond my conception…
what more the rest of heaven? if colour alone poses such a magnitude for my little brain
life in a shamble. graduating soon… quarter life crisis.
Pray for Indonesia
My mom is currently in Semarang, helping out at the refugees’ camps, where the Mt. Merapi erupted recently. She said that the dust was so thick that visibility on the roads was limited. She and the other volunteers had to wear thick masks. Many people are still injured and thousands displaced without homes. I wish I could be there with her to help.
Pray for Indonesia. Spread the love.
-Proud Indonesian
What’s the problem?
Love is passion, obsession, someone you can’t live without. If you don’t start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who’ll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I’m not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you’ll come back. Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven’t lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven’t tried, you haven’t lived.
