Size Seven Shoes

Life is like a colourful jar of jelly beans.  Every day carries a different flavour, a unique experience to add to your overall taste of life. But the flavours are what make life interesting, and worth living.  Daily experiences also often leave us with plenty to chew on afterwards. What would life be without having stuff to ponder over, after all? God gives us brains for us to use them, I believe.  And regardless of what jelly bean flavour you and I may be encountering on any given day, there's always a sweetness that shines through all of life: the dependable, constant presence of God that makes everything meaningful and worthwhile.  So ends my brief analogy. I hope that the next time you pick up a jelly bean you'll be thinking about how precious your life is and feel comforted in knowing there's a purpose to it and a God behind it all.

  Here I am, sitting on the balcony on the eleventh floor, fighting to reclaim something I believe I might have lost on the way here.  It has been awhile since I've blogged, but that is quite trivial when compared to the fact that I have not written anything worthwhile in ages. You do not need to blog to produce something revolutionary. You just merely need to put your thoughts on paper... or, in some cases, on the screen. What matters is you get those ideas out, and then perhaps, some magic might happen.  Things have been nothing short of magical for me over the past year or so, and particularly since I recently got married - a fairytale that most young girls dream of for more than half their lives.  But that for me is not enough to satisfy. There are things, buried within the depths of my soul, which require excavating and pondering over. I do not speak of even the profound things like what does my life amount to or what legacy do I hope to leave b...

Learning how to use my own judgment and being confident about it is still something that I am perfecting. Perhaps you could call it a lack of self esteem (probably some people out there do regard it this way, I suppose) or see it as a form of immaturity. Well, all I can say is that, though I will reach the age of 29 in a few months, there is still so much to this life that I have yet to understand and even more so, master. I have heard it once said that the old and wiser ones tend to take the humble attitude that all they know is but a fraction in proportion to the total knowledge there is to acquire on this Earth. (Not to mention, working on improving one's character, that is). Just some thoughts I was pondering as I stuck someone else's thumbdrive into my netbook to copy some files over. My antivirus gave me a pop-up saying that there was malware in the thumbdrive concerned. On my closer inspection, I found that it was referring to a program that would autorun whenever th...