Between now and then

It has been an eventful and overwhelming month with changes and life curveballs. Things have not been turning out the way I want them to be. I would have so much to tell as this blog is started up as a expression of "telling out my soul". But sometimes, in certain circumstances, its hard for me to express my own soul chapters and life but I find it easier to empathize and tell out someone's story instead. For the reflections of other people's stories have turned out to touch my soul and become now the propelling theme behind this blog.

I decided that I need a break from blog writing for a little while. It's a decision I made while I was on a train ride back home yesterday. Its hard for I love writing and definitely will not forgo the thought of expressing all intricate thoughts of humanity and life. It probably will be few weeks or a month or two or slightly longer, for I am not sure myself but I hope to return with better blogs, a better direction and many much more beautiful stories to tell of pain, sorrow, trials, trust, strength, hope, love and faith and Yes, of God and His grace.

Between now and then, this blog is open for you to tell out your soul. If you have any stories to tell or comments, do write to me at tellout.mysoul@gmail.com for the reason that you will love to share with me and others on this blog, any reflections, encouragements, your inspiring life story or encounters that you have experienced, happy moment, sad moments, trials, pain, the list is exhaustive. I am happy and honor to hear from you and respect any decision to keep your identity anonymous. Anyone. I'll love to hear stories.

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Till then. I'll be back.

Job 36:4 Be assured that my words are not false, for the One who is perfect in knowledge is with you.

The little Tyrannosaurus

I was wondering how is the little boy (in my previous post "What happened to my hair?") doing and growing up lately, when his mum sent over some pictures for update today.

One showing him pretending to be a tyrannosaurus.

Another, just being his angelic self.
Oh,what pure of heart. He's a darling.

Stop messing with her life

I sat before a twenty year old gal. Pretty, tall, long lustrous hair, she has all that any babe wants in a babe. A current undergraduate student, she has all the promising future any gal has. And I know she has a kind heart that adds to her attractiveness.

She looked at me with a baffle expression. “Am I in the wrong?” I think I have done a wrong move to call him yesterday night, after I quarrelled with my mum and become hysterical. I should not have done that. I should have control myself. I should have, I should have.. and I should not ..” Off she trailed. And I watched her spiral into a vicious cycle of self questioning.

After much probing, she poured.

Seven times, he left her for different girlfriends.
Seven times, after he ran into trouble or break-ups with girlfriends. He returned, wanting her back.
Many times, she went into depression after he left and resorted to Prozac tablets.
Many times, she went into anxiety disorders and seeks psychiatrist treatments
And each time, she forgave and accepted him all out of love.
And every time, he did. He doesn’t know how much she suffered emotionally, obviously.
On top of her family issues, that sent her into a mental hospital for half a year in a lock-up ward.

Wading in a murky mud, this time she is all but entangled in her relationship with her first love.

She continued with a look of speculation on her face. "This time, he deleted my profile from his face book profile and declared himself single" “You think it happen again?” “Will he leave me again?” “Why did he do that?” “Can I message him now or maybe not? In case I cause it to happen again. What shall I do..?”

“For the eight time?” I replied, almost cynically. Seven hours of presence with her was not enough for me to soothe her past the seven times of estrangements. All I can is to provide logical reasoning of the unworthiness of the whole matter. Get out of it. Before suicidal thoughts come into being. Pray. Don't let a wonderful life ahead be trodden.

These are dire consequences as a result of ignorance. The dire states built up as a result of years of indecisiveness. The dire outcome of love so blind yet illusional, seemingly real yet , devoid in reality. This is definitely not a matter of a game, but a matter of dealing with someone’s life and being. Wake up.

Have a conscience. Not only that. A tender conscience.