Planets

I believe people don't all come from the same planet. To my observation, they act like they are from different planets. Some believe in absolute justice and absolute punishment, some believe in mercy and forgiveness. Some like snow and some hate snow. Some can't breathe in sorrow but some do. Some are optimistic when some others are very pessimistic over the same situation. There are some who even don't like chocolate and I am very curious about their planet name!! Some love dogs and some others love dogs even so much more that they eat them!! :( Some see the glass half full or half empty but some can't even see the glass at all! :)


There is one important planet I have known about; called Heaven. Actually it must be the most important planet. Actually it is the most important planet. The ruling rules of that planet are the same for everyone and in everywhere . Its rules never change because its Ruler never changes. If you change your mind,attitudes,words and actions in accordance with this One Ruler and His Planet then it won't matter anymore which planet you come from: You belong to your main Planet Heaven. When you find out about your main Planet  Heaven which you are going to be launched on sometime soon, then you will realise that you are only a guest on your current planet. So if we are only  guests on our current planets it would be worthed to learn more about the long term citizenship of the Planet Heaven. I believe it is almost impossible to understand the Planet Heaven and its principles unless our minds are transformed for it. Walking as guests on our current planets but looking up at our Planet Heaven is an interesting view to watch for others :)

Precious Tears

Once upon a time there was a sad rose and a happy butterfly living in a huge jungle..Although the jungle was so big, somehow this sad rose and the happy butterfly met one day. The butterfly was singing happily and dancing happily when he met the beautiful sad rose.Her sadness caught his attention..Her sadness captured him. Her sadness was poisoning..Her sadness was captivating him. He couldn't resist anymore her sad attraction..
There was something he didn't know: The sad rose was also captured by him, by his happy song. Yes she was captured by his happy song.
He flew around her every day singing and singing. He wasn't sure exactly why she was so sad. Who made her sad? What was causing her sadness everyday? Why was this beautiful rose in tears in most of her days in the jungle? Maybe it was because she didn't have a family? Maybe she didn't know how to breathe among the other flowers? She was crying maybe she had too many thorns? Actually day by day the butterfly was getting used to her mean thorns and he started even liking her with her thorns! Despite of her thorns she was loved by the poor happy butterfly.
Of course there was a cost for the precious little butterfly, for spending time with the sad rose and with her dangerous thorns..He was enchanted by the rose. While he was dancing around the rose, he was so enchanted by her beauty,her adorable smell and her captivating sadness that, he started crashing on her thorns...He crashed ones, he crashed twice, three times, on and on..he kept crashing on her thorns. Every time he crashed he bleeded. He bleeded severely..There was nothing that the sad rose could do about this. As long as she had those mean thorns, the butterfly was going to continue getting hurt. It was inevitable..inevitable...
The poor happy butterfly's happy song almost stopped. He was crying everyday..He was crying over his wounds, his bleeding wounds everyday..He was shedding his precious lovely tears everyday..He wasn't crying only for himself but also for the beautiful sad rose who couldn't leave her thorns. It was impossible for her.She was hurting herself too. Finally the butterfly lost his happy song. His eyes were about to dry up because of crying everyday. Her thorns were so hurtful so harsh for him to endure. However he didn't know that having thorns was more hurtful for the rose than him getting hurt by the thorns. He would run away from her thorns but she wouldn't run away from her own thorns. 
The little butterfly had started serious eye problems..So he went to a fairy doctor in the jungle. He said that he would like to be healed and have his eyes back and he said he didn't want to cry anymore. He said he didn't want to shed tears anymore. Never again. The fairy doctor looked at him carefully and said: " Are you sure? Are you sure that you really want to stop crying and have your tears back and start your happy song? I can make this happen for you but there is a consequence as a result: the minute you stop your tears the sad rose will die..She will certainly die. Your tears have healing power for your sad rose. Your tears heal her.Your tears are precious, your tears are strong, when she is weak your tears are strong. When you stop crying for her she will die.So are you ready to choose? Once you choose you can't go back. Your eyes or her life?"
The little butterfly wanted his healthy eyes and his happy song back so much but he remembered his little sad friend. Somehow he felt strong enough to go back to her , to continue to cry for her and to cry because of her. The cost he was paying was too high. He gave up on his eyes and his healing tears kept healing the sad rose everyday... A long time passed ...and one day a miracle happened: His tears had washed her thorns away.. She was free! She was free from her thorns. She didn't hurt her butterfly again. Not again. Little butterfly had his eyes back, his happy song back, his wounds from the thorns were healed. His happiness he gave up on had come back to him as his reward: A lovely happy rose .

THE Spring Day

I have been a Christian for 13 years and only some months ago a truth that I had already known but never really thought about it, has just hit me and it opened my eyes..
The truth was, that I belong to my Heavenly Father...He wants me in His Presence forever. Not only today but forever! He chose to do that. He insisted on His Salvation plan for me. He didn't want me to be lost. He wanted me to exist forever in His Presence. He will never let me go and He did everything necessary to have me, to keep me right in front of Him...He never wanted me to stay far away from Him and when I die, He wants me right before Him forever. He didn't want me to get lost. He didn't want me to get lost. He didn't want me to get lost...He already made an appointment with me for eternity. He exactly knew what He wanted with me. He wanted me for eternity. Nobody wanted me that bad, so persistently. He planned this eternity for me. He will never let me slip away from His Hands.  The end of my life will be a spring day.. I am walking to that spring day. 

MY SUBWAY

MY SUBWAY
My love
My passion
My subway,
My secret
My only way out
My subway...


Even if there was another way
An upper way?
A middle way?
You are my only way.
My only shelter:
For my heart
For my secret.
Things that I am not allowed to confess
                                                                                                        But I can
                                                                                                        Only in my subway...
                There is no other way
                That I can express myself
                Confess my love
                My weakness
                My quiet time
                My stormy time
                You are my only way
                My subway.
                                                                  Oh for how long I had been waiting for you
                                                                  And I will be still waiting for you
                                                                  You were never on time
                                                                  You will never be on time
                                                                  For... you carry so much burden
                                                                  In my subway.
                My subway is hidden
                My subway is bold
                My subway is fast
                My subway winks in the dark
                My subway hides in the day
                I have no other
                And I will have no other
                But only one way
                My subway.
          

The Leash

I have broken off my leash from now on ..It never fit on me anyway..
I thought I could live with a leash..
I thought I deserved a leash..
But I broke it off..
For I have realised I wasn't a doggy..
I wasn't a doggy but I was as talented as to become one..
When I was let come near, I came near..
"One step please?"  "Okay one step"
When I was told to stay away,
I obeyed.
I was happy,content,gratefull enough..
I was satisfied to hear nice words when nobody else was hearing them..Otherwise other people would think that I belonged to my master who was holding my leash.
Petting words..Rewarding words...Please keep holding my leash, I know this leash is not connecting us, only humiliating me but my heart is big enough to endure it, to handle it.. " So may I sit by you? no? Too embarrissing?Sorry..."said the puppy.
"May I come nearer, maybe two steps please?"she asked again.. "Okay, for today okay but I don't know about tomorrow, lets see how much I can extend your leash for you.."said the blind master...
 "I know .. I know..This leash is getting weaker, getting older.."thought the little puppy.
After years, the master realised more and more that he was so embarressed for holding my leash. Hiding the leash in his hands behind him wasn't enough..He didn't want others to see he was holding a leash..Afterall they might ask him:" What is the leash for?! Are you keeping a puppy? We thought you never wanted that puppy?!" When the puppy heard all of these and when she saw the master was blushing...seeing him so embarressed because of the puppy around him...She knew: " it is time to free him, I will leave him alone with his leash, for him to put it on another beautiful puppy." She burst into tears. However did he deserve her tears at all? Breaking off her leash, that stinky leash that the puppy loved so much somehow, hurt her neck..It bled so much. She was brave, braver than the master who didn't like to be seen around with her.
This is how I broke off my leash...For, leashes do not look nice on Princesses..Princesses should not wear leashes: They should wear a diamond ring, diamond crown and diamond necklaces..This is what they are created for..The Princess knows that but the blind master never understood it and he will never know that a faithful puppy was good for the blind master's life.

The Magic Words

This little cute baby girl is me :) Sometimes it just doesn't look real to me..She looks like a person who came from a cartoon character...Whenever I look at this picture I always wonder what possibly I was thinking, what was going through my mind when the picture was taken...Food? Toys? Oh wait a minute: Probably I was dreaming about my future husband! :))


I remember,when I was probably 8 or 9 years old, I really wondered about how come married people had kids! I never wasted my time by believing in the 'stork tales' though...On the foreign movies I watched, it was always the preacher who said " and I declare you as husband and wife!" And then the married couple would have kids always. Then I remember I said to myself " I found it! I know how the married couples are capable of producing babies! It is the preacher's magic words of course!! :  "I declare you as husband and wife!"


So as soon as I figured out that it was the preacher's magic words, I decided to practise it on my dolls! Please keep reading since nothing inappropriate is coming :) I had a very very beautiful doll and a very very handsome male doll. I spread out the magic words on my female and male dolls, I sanctified them by touching their heads " Now I declare you as husband and wife!" Well, I even put them in the same bed together and waited for a few days. And as you can imagine nothing happened :(  They didn't have any babies at all..I was sad and disappointed. Don't worry, when I was a teenager I naturally discovered more or less how to have kids :)


     Today I am a Christian and let me tell you what more I discovered:  I discovered that those magic words are real and those magic words come from our Lord God, His Magic Words are strong and special, His Magic Words really declare the husbands and wives, His Magic Words sanctify the marriage union and He blesses our kids. 
                         THE HAPPY ENDING !!!

Who Do I Take After...

In my culture, it is a very important issue "who the baby takes after?"..If we hear that there is a new born baby , one of the first questions is if the baby takes after the mother or the father or even the grandparents. We feel very proud and very happy about it.


And as the baby grows up it becomes more significant if his personality takes after his mother or father.


When I look at my pictures, I get scared sometimes because I look like both of my parents so much and I do take after both of them, physically and personally.


It must be a joy and honor having kids like you: Talks like you, walks like you, sounds like you, dislikes similar things like you do.


As their child I realise that I am also rejoicing and I feel honored for taking after my parents: Talk like them, walk like them, sing like them :)


However I must confess that I have so many stuff that are not nice at all because of taking after my parents. Inheriting my sinful nature through them, everyday I discover so many junk stuff about myself and I feel so much discouraged thinking if I will ever get someone better. My trust and hope is that I will be completed through my Heavenly Inheritance that came through Jesus Christ..And day by day as I follow Him, I will be changed and I will look like Him, I will be taking after Him more: I will start more talk like Him, walk like Him, think like Him :)

The Sound

I remember that day...It was a beautiful day in the nature that God created. Nice view,fresh air,peaceful. The picture is so silent. And it is hard to believe it was a picnic full of people since this picture looks so lonely.. I had felt the same inside that day: As lonely as this picture..

I should count my little doggy friend though, by the tree. She is a big adventurer and an explorer.She was the only sound in  the picture.