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Loss

Loss

Loss

Is sleeping soundly good for the just?
Does the wicked has sleeping difficulty?
Not all who have insomnia are wicked.
Losing someone dear to us is extremely painful.
Losing our pathways is detrimental.
Losing Truth from heart is damaging.
Losing the Lord is estrangement.
Don’t lose Lord Jesus Christ in us!

Psalms 4:8 [KJV]
I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for Thou, LORD, only makest me dwell in safety.

Psalms 127:2 [KJV]
It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so He giveth His beloved sleep.

Proverbs 3:24 [KJV]
When thou liest down, thou shalt not be afraid: yea, thou shalt lie down, and thy sleep shall be sweet.

Proverbs 4:14-27 [KJV]
Enter not into the path of the wicked, and go not in the way of evil men. Avoid it, pass not by it, turn from it, and pass away. For they sleep not, except they have done mischief; and their sleep is taken away, unless they cause some to fall. For they eat the bread of wickedness, and drink the wine of violence. But the path of the just
is as the shining light, that shineth more and more unto the perfect day. The way of the wicked is as darkness: they know not at what they stumble. My son, attend to My words; incline thine ear unto My sayings. Let them not depart from thine eyes; keep them in the midst of thine heart. For they are life unto those that find them, and health to all their flesh. Keep thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life. Put away from thee a froward mouth, and perverse lips put far from thee. Let thine eyes look right on, and let thine eyelids look straight before thee. Ponder the path of thy feet, and let all thy ways be established. Turn not to the right hand nor to the left: remove thy foot from evil.


Inspiration On: Thursday, 14 March 2013 at 3:15am

These past few days, the inspired poetry came before I fell into deep slumber.

Poetry Burst Forth & Gushes Out

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As the pool of water burst to bubbles,
Poetries burst forth from life experiences
Poetries burst forth in my walk of faith
Poetries burst forth through observations
Poetries gush out from our inner-self
Poetries gush out from our hearts
Poetries gush out from our minds
Poetries of poetry
Telling every detail

Every detail of events
Every details of actions
Every detail of wishes
Every detail of dreams
Every detail of pains
Every detail of despairs
Every detail of sorrows
Every detail of tragedies
Every detail of joy
Every detail of love
Every detail of hope.

All these burst forth.
All these gush out.


Inspiration On: Friday, 15 February 2013 at 4:59am
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 16 February 2013 at 1:05am

Writer’s block came upon me after I wrote down my imagination, “As the pool of water burst to bubbles, Poetries burst forth from life experiences. Poetries burst forth in my walk of faith”. But the rest of the words flowed out while I was accompanying my mother to a community dinner.

Drown Sorrow

Some drown their sorrows with wine
Some drown their sorrows with drugs
Some drown their sorrows with party
Resolute to numb their feelings and senses

Feelings of deprivation
Feelings of desperation
Feelings of depression
Feelings of driven to the corner
Attempting to ignore such feelings

Sense of no purpose
Sense of unworthiness
Sense of emptiness
Sense of helplessness
Seeking to numb these senses

Causing hearts’ cry of sorrows
Sorrows to pour out
Pour out to a channel

Return to Your Maker
Seek Him
He is waiting
Waiting with an opened hands
Waiting to embrace you
Waiting for your return
Just like a hen wants to gather her chicks

He is God’s beloved Son
He is the Lord
He is Jesus Christ
He is the Saviour.


Inspiration On: Tuesday, 11 September 2012 at 2:44pm
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 17 September 2012 at 5:49pm

“Some drown their sorrows” and “Some to numbness” echoed in my mind while brushing my teeth after lunch. Everything stopped coming whenever I returned to it. Until Monday, the remaining flows out after my devotional. And suddenly the analogy of God’s love from Luke 13:34-35 resonates in my heart.