take chances, give chances, have a child-like faith
Joline
“If I should have a daughter…“Instead of “Mom”, she’s gonna call me “Point B.” Because that way, she knows that no matter what happens, at least she can always find her way to me. And I’m going to paint the solar system on the back of her hands so that she has to learn the entire universe before she can say “Oh, I know that like the back of my hand.”
She’s gonna learn that this life will hit you, hard, in the face, wait for you to get back up so it can kick you in the stomach. But getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air. There is hurt, here, that cannot be fixed by band-aids or poetry, so the first time she realizes that Wonder-woman isn’t coming, I’ll make sure she knows she doesn’t have to wear the cape all by herself. Because no matter how wide you stretch your fingers, your hands will always be too small to catch all the pain you want to heal. Believe me, I’ve tried.
And “Baby,” I’ll tell her “don’t keep your nose up in the air like that, I know that trick, you’re just smelling for smoke so you can follow the trail back to a burning house so you can find the boy who lost everything in the fire to see if you can save him. Or else, find the boy who lit the fire in the first place to see if you can change him.”
But I know that she will anyway, so instead I’ll always keep an extra supply of chocolate and rain boats nearby, ‘cause there is no heartbreak that chocolate can’t fix. Okay, there’s a few heartbreaks chocolate can’t fix. But that’s what the rain boots are for, because rain will wash away everything if you let it.
I want her to see the world through the underside of a glass bottom boat, to look through a magnifying glass at the galaxies that exist on the pin point of a human mind. Because that’s how my mom taught me. That there’ll be days like this, “There’ll be days like this my momma said” when you open your hands to catch and wind up with only blisters and bruises. When you step out of the phone booth and try to fly and the very people you wanna save are the ones standing on your cape. When your boots will fill with rain and you’ll be up to your knees in disappointment and those are the very days you have all the more reason to say “thank you,” ‘cause there is nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline no matter how many times it’s sent away.
You will put the “wind” in win some lose some, you will put the “star” in starting over and over, and no matter how many land mines erupt in a minute be sure your mind lands on the beauty of this funny place called life.
And yes, on a scale from one to over-trusting I am pretty damn naive but I want her to know that this world is made out of sugar. It can crumble so easily but don’t be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it.
“Baby,” I’ll tell her “remember your mama is a worrier but your papa is a warrior and you are the girl with small hands and big eyes who never stops asking for more.”
Remember that good things come in threes and so do bad things and always apologize when you’ve done something wrong but don’t you ever apologize for the way your eyes refuse to stop shining.
Your voice is small but don’t ever stop singing and when they finally hand you heartbreak, slip hatred and war under your doorstep and hand you hand-outs on street corners of cynicism and defeat, you tell them that they really ought to meet your mother.”
love this so much.
Joline
Dear Joy,
A song dedicated for you:
Still- Hillsong
Hide me now
Under Your wings
Cover me
Within Your mighty hand
When the oceans rise and thunders roar
I will soar with You above the storm
Father you are King over the flood
I will be still, know You are God
Find rest my soul
In Christ alone
Know His power
In quietness and trust
When the oceans rise and thunders roar
I will soar with You above the storm
Father You are king over the flood
I will be still, know You are God
Good morning Joy, I hope you had a good and rejuvenating sleep. If you didn’t, it’s okay, because me too, and I’m sure many others feel the same way too. Know that you’re not alone and remember, be aware of your emotions so you can take control, within God’s control. “I will be still, and know that you’re God… Find rest my soul, in Christ alone” Don’t worry, because if things screw up, it’s not the end. If you think you can, you can. If you think you can’t, you can’t. Whichever way you think, you’re probably right.
P.S hang in there, because tough times don’t last, only tough people do.
Smile and love,
Joline
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Hey Joy,
I’d just like to write this short letter to encourage and affirm you in Christ’s name. Everything is within God’s control, and you have already done your part in preparing for the exams, so just lift the paper up to His hands and entrust it to Him. If you are feeling anxious, don’t be, for He has already been there. Remember this is but one trial in life to overcome, there are so many more that are harder and more important. If you succeed, good- God has blessed you! If not, He has given you experience to grow stronger from. Everyone has different struggles and so they become strong in their many different ways, so don’t be worried if you come out of the exam hall feeling like shit. This is but one of the five loaves and two fishes you can give to the Lord, so offer up what you can, with all your heart and it will be a fragrant and pleasing sacrifice. I wish I can be there with you through the paper, but I can only be there in spirit. But God/ the Holy Spirit within you is guiding you, every page to the end. Be courageous and fight the good fight. Remember, if you do go down, go down fighting :) It is the least you can do for God and for yourself!
Love,
Bro
2.15am, 15 Feb 2013
always, always thankful for the brother and sister, for they never fail to provide me amazingly different and insightful perspectives on everything. is it untimely to feel relax, given that it’s the exam period? as the semesters pass, i’m truly beginning to understand what it means to take things in stride. whether efforts are being justified, let it go, for He is in control
Joline
Smiling mom to the children: you want to go for high tea~ today?
me: i’ve got exams mummy….. :(
bro: huh hahah so random. okay
mom: oh cos it’s valentines’ day today ^__^
joline
so as i was preparing for tmr’s gscm presentation, i lost my concentration to thought catalog, a pretty good read:
“Go easy on yourself. We put so much pressure on ourselves to be everything that those around us need, meet this and that deadline at work or take on a million projects. You don’t have to do everything. You can’t do everything. Sometimes you need to just relax and be.”
“Push yourself to be more open, honest and caring towards those around you. Exercise your heart to be stronger and more trusting and know that others can accept the gift of your candor and realness.”
“Read something. It doesn’t have to be a book, necessarily. Read some poetry, the newspaper, that article you’ve been putting off reading for class. If you don’t like reading, try a book on tape or a podcast. But commit to expanding your mind. There’s a reason it’s your most complex organ. Your brain is an engineering marvel and a miracle of evolution. Be in awe of it.”
“Get off Facebook, Twitter, MySpace, LiveJournal, Xanga, Instragram, Pinterest or what have you. Disconnect. Be connected to your own thoughts and plug into your own consciousness.”
these reminders can’t be timely enough
joline