vulnerable

To speak my mind is to risk betraying myself (or be called stupid at the dumb things I say)
To step forward is to risk tripping (and stepping on dog crap)
To go ahead is to risk getting lost (or maybe knocked down by a bicylce)
To take that leap is to risk falling in the drain (yup, our Malaysian sewage drain)
To shout out loud is to risk being hushed (or given the award for being extrovert of the year)
To stay silent is to risk being labelled an introvert (or not having any opinions)
To stand your ground is to risk being called stubborn (or being the last man standing)
To sing your song is to risk being critisized (or get rich and famous, and get all the chicks)
To stay away is to risk being cold (but at a safe distance from the bomb site)
To stay on is to risk being overly affirmative (but at least it's all good)
To listen to others is to risk being the fool (unless its good advice)
To befriend is to risk being vulnerable (or end up lonely)
To follow is to risk being followed (pray you don't take the wrong turn)
To walk the extra mile is to risk walking the extra mile back (that means 2 extra miles)
To love is to risk being rejected (or you get to start a 'rejects' kinda of band)
To brush your teeth is to risk bleeding your gums (eat your vitamins)
To live is to risk dying (but everybody's gonna die one day...only question is 'when'?)

Cublicle thoughts

What I sow, is what I will reap...

What I do today, will have its consequences tomorrow...

Good...or bad...

My call...

Trust...when it seems so hard too...

A prayer

Lord,
The last time I did this my way, I messed it up so bad, that even my mama couldn't recognize me! Even my papa, family and friends couldn't recognize me too!
It's coming my way again. And I could probably do it my way, again, and get into that 'unrecognizable' phase again. Or...I could do it Your way, and see how it goes.

I guess it boils down to how much I trust You. And how much I'm willing to wait on You.

I've got something good going on here. And it's nice the way it is. Please don't let me make a mess of it again.

*messy messy messy*

Testing times

I think that this is a test. To see if I really am trusting, if I have already learned from my mistakes.
Everything was going well, and is still well, but I can't shake this premonition, if I can call it that.
I've recovered, and it's time I change the title of this blog. I am still in the midst of thinking a new name up. Can't find a proper one to fit the occasion.
But, just when I think I am all well, I get this feeling I might fall into it again, if I am not careful. *shudders*

I need to trust. I need a little faith to believe that it will all be ok. If I believe that God is God, then I have to believe that He is Good. And that He has the best in store for me.

A little faith....goes a long way....