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Friday, August 18, 2006

i was at the bus stop, carrying 2 huge stacks of notes, waiting for my bus.
then something caught my attention.

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mummy : i'm leaving ! baby ! come ! mummy's leaving !
baby didn't even look at mummy, not even a glance.
mummy : baby ! mummy's really leaving, mummy's leaving !

baby stopped, looked up, saw her mom, ran towards her mom a little, but stopped after running few steps.

grandmother : baby ah, mummy's really really leaving already ah !
mummy : i'm really leaving ! don't want you already!

mummy walked away, hiding behind a pillar.
baby looked up, could not find mummy, and ran towards where mummy used to be standing.

~

many a times, we're like that isn't it ?
we wont run to God, unless we loses hold of His hands slightly.
we wont miss the presence of God, until we realise that His presence is no longer with us.

rights ? (:

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joyous. loving Him. ;
8/18/2006 08:35:00 AM ++

im.

christine [kel]
princess of faith*
child of God
seventeen
130787.
ex stnicks
ex ajcian
vjc
drama
heartofGod
kelistin@hotmail.com

-my heart adores

God - the greatest.
family - the sweethearts
friends- the precious
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