My Prayer in the Desert

This is my prayer in the desert
And all that's within me feels dry
This is my prayer in the hunger in me
My God is a God who provides

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And he who was seated on the throne said,
"Behold, I am making all things new."
(Revelation 21:5)
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For the Christian, DEATH means

        
Heaven,
        
      Happiness,
                        and Him.

via Our Daily Bread - Ernie’s Farewell

Yes, Despicable Me

This week has been so hard for me. I could not manage my anger well and I actually enjoyed blurting out cruel words. I broke down in moments when my emotion and thoughts overwhelmed me. I was very upset and still am but I hope next few days will be better. I pray that I could at least pause before letting my rage gets me into bigger problems and trash someone’s self-worth.

Help me, dear God, this is despicable me.

I ask for Your wisdom and compassion to follow ABCs of Anger Management firmly. Thank You, Amen.


Questioning the Quality of Work



It’s not really the hours,

but the quality of the work
that needs to be done.



Jane Ammeson, in NWA World Traveler magazine, quoted violinist Midori as saying: I have to practice for my job and I practice every day... It’s not really the hours, but the quality of the work that needs to be done. I see with students, that they play and they call it practice, but they are not listening and not watching. If you have your textbook open, it doesn’t mean that you are studying.”

That same principle applies to our walk of faith. Paul wrote to Timothy, “Be diligent to present yourself approved to God, a worker who does not need to be ashamed, rightly dividing the Word of truth” (2 Tim. 2:15). Diligence implies constant, earnest effort, and is the opposite of a careless, inattentive approach. It embraces every aspect of our relationship with God.

God speaks to those who take time to listen,
and He listens to those who take time to pray.


via Our Daily Bread - Daily Diligence

Freehand fail!!!

I am tired... I’ve been working for long hours until my Freehand file got corrupted. I was just saving my files again and again. I do not understand and I do not want to. My brain is so drained. I could not retrieve the file. Worst is all my design spec sheets are under one file. This never happened to me after so many times I’ve been using Freehand. I hate Freehand!!!

I feel depressed. I used this weekend to work at home but Freehand failed me. And tomorrow, I will face the same workloads I left last Friday.

Argh... This is no laughing matter especially when someone questions how you work and your efficiency. Though I am sure that I did my best to be able to complete all tasks but my ability and time are limited, and so is your human brain.

I know I am getting angry again and so I pray, “Lord, I am asking for more courage and comfort”. I am going to sleep now, my head is aching too.

back and forth

Well, it's easy not to care,
when apathy poisons the air
Well, on the surface it seems calm
But underneath war rages on and on and on



If I could, than I would run across the sea
So you'd speak to me



Back and forth, the waves keep crashing


Hold on, my head, I keep on sinking

I need Your hand to steady me



to bring your peace to this storm
'cause back and forth


Back And Forth by Lanae' Hale

Maturing takes a lifetime


maturing takes a lifetime
Conversion is the miracle of a moment


BETTER FINDS: Bandeau Feather Headband by Lune Vintage



Oh yes, I am loving Lune Vintage at Etsy Shop. I’d like to own their Bandeau Feather Headband then would also braid my hair to clone this pretty look! Or maybe I’d just let my curls down and let the headband complete the styling... save me from a bad hair day!

It’s made of cotton jersey with screen printed gilded feathers, available in 4 colors.

My Names Are...

I just searched my names at Urban Dictionary and found surprising meanings.

My family nicknamed me with Madel so my grade school friends were also calling me that. But since I went to college up to now, people call me Madz.


So here’s my first name, Dolores, and I do not like it actually. I find it so antique hahaha. My mother used to tell me that she got it from Roman Catholic Saints Calendar but I found that the closest saint to my birthday is Our Lady of Lourdes, not Dolores, and I could not find any Dolores in it. Perhaps, she did not read the name correctly. But good thing, she did not name me Lourdes, I would hate it too nya nya nya!!!

Though she had mentioned that she was supposed to name me Madelaine (you read it right, not Madeline), that's why my nickname is Madel.

Back at high school, I looked for my name using a search engine and found that Dolores means sorrow. And because of this, I learned to dislike my name more and prefer not to use it. But tonight, I was really shocked finding a different meaning of my first name.


hohoho, check out that dolores over there! she's amazing but I do not want to be "eternally unavailable" hahaha!!!