Thank God! Thank the Good, Amazing God for freeing my voice - for freeing the voice - the spirit within, whose true voice has for long enough been muffled by deception from the evil one.

Readers, everyone, I have for a long time avoided addressing the topic of my Christian spirituality, perhaps because I have been falsely made to feel 'ashamed' to do so, or to feel that this, as a blog, is an inappropriate context/ domain in which I can express my spirituality, and belief in God, in Christ. I've been made to think that people in today's world don't really tune into Christian blogs (on spirituality). But I speak the word now and shame the devil! I shall because I have been blessed with life, with choice, with an opportunity!

I write no longer for people's approval or amusement, for His glory. Bear witness to this testimony, for I wish to take it up not only in my writing, but in my life in general! :D

Eternal glory to Him!

WHEN YOU FALL IN LOVE

"Being Vulnerable...

It's the best and worst of worlds."
 

When you open your heart slowly, reluctantly,

undoing the strained shackles,

of whose introverted impermeable insulation,

you have come to bestow a skewed sense of pride.

 

When the walls of fortitude you dissolve,

and those of self-preservation you more than halve,

and welcome the outpouring of pure,

proverbially 'true' love,

that almost threatens to overwhelm you,

not as the tempestuous hurricane,

but as an enlightening brightening spring,

that sweeps the boulder-strewn bosom anew.

 

Oh how joyful, tearful,

Thankful is thee!

to finally, finally..

find the needle in the hatful of haystacks;

to find and be found,

to join as one,

as though a key to a lock,

seamlessly matching.

 

And so to He who aligned our paths,

marvelously matched us,

in a spark of utter unforeseen chance,

I bestow my unceasing, untiring, unwavering graces,

and openly offer my profound reverence,

and endless embraces.

 

Lo! As the scalded cat is cautious of cold water,

so is the burnt boy dreadful of fire.

For indeed, as one enters the once trodden realm of romances,

Painfully conscious of the two-faced card it is,

It all narrows down to the one fateful choice,

Yes, that grievous choice, rooted in pessimism,

...of whether to take the plunge,

..or withdraw thy feet,

from the still waters of love,
the still waters that run ever deep.