Life's too short,
Eternity is too long,
So don't trip my friend!!!
Enjoy the new year in style.
But remember you owe God your life when all is said and down.
So purpose to cross the year with the favor of the Father.
For what is life without the Heaven's blessing.
Flee the temptation of the evil one.
The temptation to indulge in alcohol, fornicate, lie, overeat or any other vice
Stay sober, don't dine with the devil
For whose side do you wanna lean come 2011!!!!
It had better be the Lord's side.
For life is short, Eternity is long my friend,
So quit tripping my dear.
Happy 2011
31 December, 2010
This is me.
I am not a model size girl.
I am not a make up kind of girl too.
I am neither a fashion freak.
I am not a flirt.
I am not a reveller...never have.
I do not consume alcohol, no matter how light the drink is said to be.
I am just an ordinary girl.
Who despite of not being all the above deserves to be loved and respected.
I am the kind of girl who will see you through your worst.
I will sacrifice myself for friends.
I will be true to only one love.
I am the 'olden' type of girl.
Most people say I am wife material,not girlfriend.
I wonder doesn't one progress from girlfriend then be a wife??
This is who I am, and I'm proud of me
But I will not let anyone trample over me, lie to me, despise me, or waste me.
I am worth more than that!!!
I am God's own child
I will not waste my title on this earth.
For this is me.
Yours truly,
Bev.
I am not a make up kind of girl too.
I am neither a fashion freak.
I am not a flirt.
I am not a reveller...never have.
I do not consume alcohol, no matter how light the drink is said to be.
I am just an ordinary girl.
Who despite of not being all the above deserves to be loved and respected.
I am the kind of girl who will see you through your worst.
I will sacrifice myself for friends.
I will be true to only one love.
I am the 'olden' type of girl.
Most people say I am wife material,not girlfriend.
I wonder doesn't one progress from girlfriend then be a wife??
This is who I am, and I'm proud of me
But I will not let anyone trample over me, lie to me, despise me, or waste me.
I am worth more than that!!!
I am God's own child
I will not waste my title on this earth.
For this is me.
Yours truly,
Bev.
30 December, 2010
This is for You
This is for he that my heart races when we meet
This is for he that my smile dazzles when we talk
This is for he that hugs me with love and care
This is for he who sees the beauty in me
This is for he who chooses not to flirt because he is committed to one
This is for he that I admire,care for and love
This is for he whom I fell in love with
This is for he that I still love
This is for you love
I hope its not too late to say I love you
She will be lucky someday.
Happy 2011,To he whom I love.
This is for he that my smile dazzles when we talk
This is for he that hugs me with love and care
This is for he who sees the beauty in me
This is for he who chooses not to flirt because he is committed to one
This is for he that I admire,care for and love
This is for he whom I fell in love with
This is for he that I still love
This is for you love
I hope its not too late to say I love you
She will be lucky someday.
Happy 2011,To he whom I love.
The Year That Was!!!!
The year has come to an end.
It has had its blessings and its devils too.
The year began in tears and it ends the same way it began.
But in between, it has had its ups, its smiles, its baggage, its blessings.
The year that was has seen my heart broken, mended and cracked but not yet broken again.
I have witnessed the joy of salvation, the serenity of worship, the beauty of servanthood.
I have experienced the blessing of family and friends, and the void of them too.
I have experienced love though in turmoil, maybe the new year will bring more of love
I have travelled to Ethiopia and Amboseli...places my mind had never fathomed
In all these, I give God the glory for great things he hath taught and given me
God knew the year that was will be that way.
God bless.
It has had its blessings and its devils too.
The year began in tears and it ends the same way it began.
But in between, it has had its ups, its smiles, its baggage, its blessings.
The year that was has seen my heart broken, mended and cracked but not yet broken again.
I have witnessed the joy of salvation, the serenity of worship, the beauty of servanthood.
I have experienced the blessing of family and friends, and the void of them too.
I have experienced love though in turmoil, maybe the new year will bring more of love
I have travelled to Ethiopia and Amboseli...places my mind had never fathomed
In all these, I give God the glory for great things he hath taught and given me
God knew the year that was will be that way.
God bless.
Wise man's Thoughts
I read this somewhere....
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot or sexy.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.
Who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat or will stay awake just to watch you sleep
Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats
Who holds your hand in front of his friends
Who thinks you're pretty without makeup on
One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you
The one who turns to his friends and says, ''that's her..''
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot or sexy.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.
Who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat or will stay awake just to watch you sleep
Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats
Who holds your hand in front of his friends
Who thinks you're pretty without makeup on
One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you
The one who turns to his friends and says, ''that's her..''
Writing...
Writing is an art
An art of expression of one's thoughts
It is letting your heart out before people
It is putting one's thoughts on paper
To me, writing is refreshing, it is venting out.
It is speaking on behalf of others.
It is being a mouthpiece for the silent,
For the broken hearted,
For the experienced,
For the learned ...for everyone.
Everyone has a story and it deserves to be put in writing.
Writing:it's an open heart, open book!!!!
An art of expression of one's thoughts
It is letting your heart out before people
It is putting one's thoughts on paper
To me, writing is refreshing, it is venting out.
It is speaking on behalf of others.
It is being a mouthpiece for the silent,
For the broken hearted,
For the experienced,
For the learned ...for everyone.
Everyone has a story and it deserves to be put in writing.
Writing:it's an open heart, open book!!!!
By the Time
By the time you realize, you will have lost it
Doesn't absence make the heart grow fonder??
By the time he values her...she would have found value elsewhere
By the time he notices her tears, somebody else would have learnt how to make her smile
By the time he notices her efforts, she has already given up on love
By the time he gives her his time...she finds pleasure in solitude or the company of another
By the time he remembers to say I Love You, she would have moved on..somebody else will be her knight in shining armour!!!!
While you have the chance, time and opportunity, let the love of your life know before it is too late
I wish I had......will cost you a lot by the time you notice.
29 December, 2010
In the Split of a Second
Life is just life
I mean there is no better way to define it
Life has its own course
Life has a way of shoving things onto your path
Whether you like it or not, that's life.
You can either sit on your road bump and sulk ,whine and complain
Or you can make the best out of this life's lemons
In the split of second,
Loved ones die
Relationships break
People fail exams
One loses their source of income
Families break up
Diseases attack
Hunger strikes
Name it all
Catastrophes vary for individuals
But despite all that life throws your way
You gotta learn to shove it off your road and forge on
Never tire, lest in the split of a second
A life's time worth crumbles down before your own eyes.
It's never too late.
I mean there is no better way to define it
Life has its own course
Life has a way of shoving things onto your path
Whether you like it or not, that's life.
You can either sit on your road bump and sulk ,whine and complain
Or you can make the best out of this life's lemons
In the split of second,
Loved ones die
Relationships break
People fail exams
One loses their source of income
Families break up
Diseases attack
Hunger strikes
Name it all
Catastrophes vary for individuals
But despite all that life throws your way
You gotta learn to shove it off your road and forge on
Never tire, lest in the split of a second
A life's time worth crumbles down before your own eyes.
It's never too late.
20 December, 2010
Little Girl's love
They say love is when two eyes connect across a room, butterflies build up in one's tummy or when one's cheeks blush, noticeable if you are likely to be a brownie, and the man becomes brave enough to ask the lady out and they live happily ever after or at least that is what Hollywood reckons.
However, for this little girl who has grown up in the city, love in her eyes is not like Hollywood's definition. I mean, let's start from basics, Nairobi especially Eastlands is not Hollywood.
To this little girl, love sees beauty but goes beyond what it sees.
If it stops at the beauty, it wasn't love...it was lust.
To her, love is a connection and a relationship between two souls.
Love is honestly laying your life bare before him because you trust him.
Love keeps no record of wrongs, in fact, it covers a multitude of sins.
In the little girl's heart, love is remembering her each day when you wake up but only putting her second in command. She acknowledges God as the Chief Commander.
Love is telling her your struggles and trusting her to pray with you and for you, to hold you through life's hardships, encouraging you to look UP to the author of our faith.
Love is being proud of her, yet humbled by the gift of love you have.
Acknowledging she is your precious and God sent.
To this young girl, love is being patient with her to mature from being a little mama's girl to trusting her to be the mother of your children and the love of your life.
To her, love is God for God is love.
She will know that He is her love when He is ordained by God and He knows God, worships Him and soaks himself in God's Word and presence.
So until this little girl grows up, she worries not of anything for she spends her time with her Father, searching His heart and enjoying His presence.
2 John vs 6 1 John 4:7-8 1 John 3:1 1 John 2:15-17
Eph 5:1-21 1 Cor. 13:4-13 2 Cor.6:14-17
God bless.
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