light your world

There is a candle in every soul
Some brightly burning, some dark and cold
There is a Spirit who brings a fire
Ignites a candle and makes His home

So carry your candle, run to the darkness
Seek out the helpless, confused and torn
Hold out your candle for all to see it
Take your candle, and go light your world

Frustrated brother, see how he's tried to
Light his own candle some other way
See now your sister, she's been robbed and lied to
Still holds a candle without a flame

So Carry your candle, run to the darkness
Seek out the lonely, the tired and worn
Hold out your candle for all to see it
Take your candle, and go light your world

Cause We are a family whose hearts are blazing
So let's raise our candles and light up the sky
Praying to our Father, in the name of Jesus
Make us a beacon in darkest times

Carry your candle, run to the darkness
Seek out the hepeless, confused and torn
Hold out your candle for all to see it
Take your candle, and go light your world


Go light your world.

the hardest goodbye : the greatest hello

Have you ever felt like your heart is suddenly a million miles away from you? This is exactly how I feel tonight. For anyone who doesn't know how this feels, you're missing out. Ironic, right? This goodbye that you experience is one of the hardest things you ever have to do... but the perfect bliss of that simple "hello" after a long drought makes it all ever worth while. It's what keeps me looking for that silver-lining every morning as the next "hello" grows nearer.

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I promised myself this time that I wouldn't cry. It wasn't going to be that long, right? It was that feeling of "going back to how it usually is" is what was making my eyes fill with tears. I had felt comfort and familiarity that I had waited for, for so long--which that same thing was now walking towards the gate.
Escorted by me.
The hardest goodbye. Embraced with a hug and lined with salty tears. I walked away as the streams came down. I didn't think I would be like this--at least not this way.
I promised myself this time that I wouldn't cry.
I suddenly stopped. Purse in hand, I slowly turned around as I saw my precious friend walk through the gates. I hated goodbyes, especially the hard ones. I started walking towards an exit. At this point, any one of them would have worked. I clung my arms together as I braced myself against the cold winter breeze. Seeking warmth was all I wanted. Not just for skin. But for my soul.
Silently driving. Nothing to entrude or distract me and my thoughts. Even the passing cars seem to be respectly quiet as I drove in multiple lanes of quick-paced movement. An hour and a half did'nt seem as long as it normally does. I guess my mind was busy just like the traffic.
Silent.
Walking through the doors, I knew my parents could see what I was feeling.
My heart was on my sleeve.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were as a pink blush wine with a display of saphire blue. Why couldn't my eyes always be this color?
Minus the pink.

Charging my phone... again.

I thank God for the hard moments within those goodbyes; because I know that there will once again be the greatest hello.
It's really amazing to sit back and look at the relationships you have in your life. Every. Single. One.
Thus that topic will bring you upon a second post.
If destiny decided I should look the other way, then the world would never know about the greatest story ever told.