I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest
You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best
At such'n'such ... it wouldn't matter much
I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an 'Atta boy' or 'Atta girl'
But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world
I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love? Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace who
blessed your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy
I don't have to look too far or too long awhile
To make a lengthly list of all that I enjoy
It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile
Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy
Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred
Just want to hear instead, "Well Done" good and faithful one...
i realised, i dun reali like this blog space.. coz unlike blogger, i cant save my entry as draft... tis mrng i hv written something in the office but cldnt finish coz i was doing something and my colleague kept peeping over to c wat im doing that i cant blog in comfort and my own space. arghh! i nd some private space man! cant help that my area can be seen by colleague behind me and when they go to the pantry area to get water.. i reali reali dun like it when ppl peep over my stuff :( haiz, but i guess, humans are all kpos lah..
anyway, on another note.. hm.. i forgot wat i wrote this mrng, but it is in a way regarding wat winnie shared in cell last nite.
abt being real to each other in the cell.
well, thats wat i thought too for a long long time coz we are just nt comfortable in opening up to one another. reasons i reasoned last time was that we are still new to one another, so maybe this kind of thing takes time lah... but then, even after 1 year, i think this situation has nt reali improved by a lot but i think thats a bit more... or mayb like wat jx says, we all dun try to think too much abt... and i was thinking sometimes thinking too much isnt v good esp when we will get emo abt them.. heyz heyz, i noe this is super random, but i juz rem wat i typed this mrng! ahhaa...
anywayz, continuing... i remembered telling may how i just still wasnt used to my cell ever since multiplication. is alredi almost 1.5yrs or mayb more? ppl are still nt opening up. sometimes i reali feel helpless and i reali feel i have done wat i can do. i used to wonder issit me that is still hvg the old wineskin, nt able to change how things are wkg now. or issit of the age grp, things are difft and ppl respond difftly. or issit coz i was so familiar with my old cell and hv so much fun with them that i compared cells? i guessed all these nds 2 hands to clap. sighz. i reali duno. but i hv to say with my tough time last yr, i was reali discouraged to a point that i dun even make an effort to want to connect sometimes. sometimes, i juz wish to disappear after svc. isnt that utterly sad? but yet i cant, coz im in the core grp. can i sometimes just throw tanturms for a while? afterall, im still human. but agn, thats the flesh at work agn. flesh, flesh, when r u gg to die?? on another note, im reali glad that winnie mentioned that coz weep with those who weep and rejoice with those who rejoice is exactly wat a cell shld be. nt juz hvg fun together but also woes. isnt that wat an army is too?
oki. back to wat i blogged tis mrng... i toked abt hw i will usuali get emo reading ppl's blog and even my old past entries coz i noe my entries are nt always the happiest most of the time. even though the 'haha's are everywhr, myself noes wat they meant... so i was thinking, issi tblogging reali the best thing to do? this thought came to me nt only once ever since i started blogging. a sad christian is an oxymoron isnt it? haha... ok.. im gg to end here... :)
