Desmond and the Could Do Better-s.

-photo from esther's blog

"God... gave me... second life..."

I think I could do better, personally. Cos, "God... gave me(desmond)... second life..." too.
And the very least, I could be thankful in all things.

I could do better. I really could.

(: Help me God? Thank You.

Desmond and the Ulcer Hole Puncher Concept.

What a struggle.

I often bite myself when I eat. And thanks to my canine-vampire-honey-starred teeth, I keep giving myself ulcers. Yes. That is 'Ulcer', with the 'S'.

You see, when you bite yourself, your um... 'flesh' inside your mouth is pinched together, so it's kinda like one lump of flesh. One honey-starred teeth will pierce (ARGH!) the top of the lump, and the other honey-starred teeth will pierce the lower part of the lump.

Think folding a piece of paper into two, and then putting it through a hole-puncher. (ARGH!!!!!)When you do unfold the piece of paper, you get 2 holes, from one 'punch'.

Same concept ah, my friend, same concept.

What a struggle.

It's being placed through a hole puncher, and sometimes you're the one doing the punching and sometimes you're not. And there's just so many holes and ulcers and you're starting to think, "could your mouth ever be whole again?" Cos it does seem abit impossible. Afterall, it's yet another ulcer, yet another 2 holes in the wall of your mouth.

For that matter, is it even worth to be made whole again? Cos it seems that the same 2 holes could appear. The same cycle, the same fear of eating, chewing, and enjoying the splendid foods... the same food you've been desiring for days, suddenly turn into things you rather stay away from. Because a wrong bite could lead you to another ulcer. The Fear of the Repeated Ulcer.

What a struggle.

"There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love." - 1 John 4:18

I believe You're my healer.

What a struggle. Yes. But there's a good end, I know. What the enemy intended for evil, You'd turn it around for good. What my own heart lacks the strength to do, there is Your Spirit's help for me. What I struggle with, there is a Perfect Love for which my fears of failures must flee when faced with It.

There is the King of Love, Prince of Peace, Father, Brother, Friend for me.

I believe You're my healer.

Desmond and the Way to a Man's Heart.

People say,"the way to a man's heart, is through his stomach." If that be so, then I've gotta say this -- My heart has had alot of visitors recently.

Too much food recently. But you get the feeling don't you? When you're just in that mood where you wanna try everything. From the Takoyaki Balls that were marinated in water from the dead sea, (salty, lah), to the ramly that seemed rather impressively-made but was actually impressively-lousy after you ate it.

Though I ate none of those. I did eat a zin.ger meal, just cos i wanted cheese-fries.. As I always say, Oh Well.

But no matter... amidst the heart visitations, I've got One Person permanently there.

Even when salty takoyakis, and lousy ramlys come and go. Even when the 'extra' burger crowds out my fries. Even when my heart seems alittle bloated from the crazy non-food visitors. Even when it seems like it could hold no more, and it collapses under it's own weight. When the heart doubts it's own self, and the world...

He's still there. The Permanent, Unchanging One.

And You're all I need. And I can trust in You.
Keeper of my heart. Lover of my soul.
I can trust in You.