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Five Second Encounter

You caught me smiling
So I smiled even more
As I see you standing
A few meters away, teasing.

I waved back and started writing
This poem you might be reading
If that happens I’ll be dying
On how fast my heart is beating.

That must be the coffee
Beside my laptop now empty
For I drank it all up
As you walk away.

A five-second encounter
You just stood there
Not a single word you utter
But your smile makes my heart flutter

And that was enough
To overpower the pain
Grumbling inside my heart
Waiting to explode like a bomb.

The Lord surely knows
How to keep my mind away
From this useless worries
That saps away His grace.

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Two Dreams, Different Ending

You are sitting at the edge
Of my discreet life
Watching closely
Staring blankly

Waiting to be noticed
Asking silently for my heart
And give you back some love
Or at least a hope to have

Your face pale
Downcast and gloomy heart
Bones broken by pain
Hopeless and shattered

Not knowing what to do
I prayed, hard
I asked God for strength
I asked Him to comfort you

Whenever your face enters my mind
I murmured a petition to God
He is your strong tower
He is your stronghold

Last night was a dream
Again I had
You are there
With luggage in hand

Wanting again to be noticed
Maybe asking once more
For a love to be returned
And hope to be given out

But something has changed
You are wearing a smile
Painted all around your face
Strong hope anchored in His grace

You have a cloak of confidence
Wearing loud and proud
Confident not on your own abilities
But upon His love

Your bones still broken yet healed
Heart shattered yet filled
Pain worn in your head like a crown
A testimony of His mercy that abounds

I then realized why you were there
Not really wanting my heart
But letting me know you are okay
That you can go on now

I woke up from my first dream
Worried and sappy
Glad to have woken up from my second one
Grateful and happy

I waved you goodbye
I tucked prayers in your heart
I bless you with His love
I thank God for your life.

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K.A.T.H.L.E.E.N.

~ Kathleen ~

Kitty Hello

Arise little fellow

Thousand will fall down below

Heart you take, do not falter

Lean not on your own

Endure through His lenses

Eat the Scrolls to develop your faith

Nest your heart in His amazing grace


This is a poem, handwritten in a piece of board paper, made as a Christmas gift to my ministry team and small group members.

It attempted to describe a bit of how I see them personally and give words of affirmation and encouragement.

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D.A.V.I.E.

~ Davie ~

Dancing in the moonlight sky

After you pass a season high

Vessel you be for your Master

In your hands He will plaster

Everlasting love for you to scatter


This is a poem, handwritten in a piece of board paper, made as a Christmas gift to my ministry team and small group members.

It attempted to describe a bit of how I see them personally and give words of affirmation and encouragement.

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C.A.C.A.I.

~ Cacai ~

Calming, soothing heart you show

And loving spirit flows

Cats or people you expressingly give

Always beyond, never below

In Him your heart dwells within


This is a poem, handwritten in a piece of board paper, made as a Christmas gift to my ministry team and small group members.

It attempted to describe a bit of how I see them personally and give words of affirmation and encouragement.

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On Changing My Profile Photo In Facebook

For forty minutes, while in the passenger seat of our service shuttle going to the factory, I have been contemplating on whether to change my Facebook (FB) profile picture or not.

What a very deep thought, right?

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This is me in Facebook

I am struggling to find a nice picture that will best represent myself (preferably without filter) and shows a good angle. All the photos in my phone are either pixelated or poorly taken. My front camera doesn’t produce a quality photo. In other words, none of it passed my standard.

There’s something in it that makes my heart beat fast.

Due to wide range of identity theft (of mostly my actual known friends), I rarely post selfies or faces of people in my social media accounts. I just keep it in my phone and delete them afterwards.

But there’s also another reason.

Previously, before recommitting to Christ, I’ve been in hiding–from people and church friends. I feel very vulnerable in posting my photo in social media. It feels like having a panic attack on the thought that my Facebook friends will know my whereabouts; what I’m currently doing; where I was headed; and who am I hanging out with. I don’t want to divulge such information to everyone. There’s a stigma that makes me cautious on what to post. Heck, I can’t even share all my writings to my personal FB account. I’m afraid to be known.

Ironically, I feel safer sharing my thoughts here in WordPress although this is actually a platform where anybody can go and find you. I have a little theory–maybe because the friends I gain here are more accommodating since we don’t really know each other personally. And the people I meet virtually are also writers who actually pour out their thoughts in their personal space. I get to troll in their post and put comments as if we’re actually friends and they welcome all my ideas (because they don’t have a choice, haha!).

But now, I’ve been set free! It is for freedom that Christ has set me free. I’m not afraid anymore. I am now okay with being vulnerable. I think it is about time to change. That’s what I get when I reconnected my life to Christ. He peeled me off my insecurity and worries. He stripped me off my scales of fear. He scraped the wound of my past so that healing can begin.

Having this connection with Christ also put me in a season where I need to get connected with people. My small group, ministry team members and leaders couldn’t find me nor identify that it is me because my profile picture is not a picture of myself. I keep my account very private where we cannot be connected unless we have a mutual friend. I never keep a public post with personal photos. And to top it off, my FB name is not my full name.

Since I am not hiding anymore, I am now open to the idea of changing my profile photo. One of my friend in church suggested to change my profile picture and put my full name so I can be identified easily and be added to our FB groups. Thus, I spent my time this morning on browsing pictures that is worthy to be my display photo. But in the middle of that contemplating act, I stopped and write a draft about it. Hence, this post.

And guess what happened? I still didn’t change my profile photo because I chose to write my thoughts down. Haha! I guess, I’ll just let them figure out on how to find me. I don’t really post things there anyway. 😀