1 Corinthians 13

The Way of Love

¹ If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don't love, I'm nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate. ²If I speak God's Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, "Jump," and it jumps, but I don't love, I'm nothing. ^3-7If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don't love, I've gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I'm bankrupt without love.

Love never gives up.
Love cares more for others than for self.
Love doesn't want what it doesn't have.
Love doesn't strut,
Doesn't have a swelled head,
Doesn't force itself on others,
Isn't always "me first,"
Doesn't fly off the handle,
Doesn't keep score of the sins of others,
Doesn't revel when others grovel,
Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,
Puts up with anything,
Trusts God always,
Always looks for the best,
Never looks back,
But keeps going to the end.

^8-10Love never dies. Inspired speech will be over some day; praying in tongues will end; understanding will reach its limit. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled.

will blog about this another day ...

there are tons to say, tons to share

what to say and what to share i dare not say

sometimes things are better left unsaid and unshared

i needed to rant ( random ramblings )

this post will make no sense what so ever, ... not that my othee post makes any sense also ... so wat ever la ... : )
i just needed to get things out of my system.

am suppose to finish writing an article but its not getting anywhere, got too much things on my head.

i have a friend leaving tmrw, and i don't think i have the chance to say goodbye face to face. i hope and i wish i could, but i dun think i can. wasn't to acting to pleasent the last time we met, was hoping to make things right. if only i could. if i could turn back time, i would. if i could make things right, i would surely try.

maybe is for the best that we didn't meet up cos i wouldn;t know wat to say and i am terrible in saying goodbyes. part of me would be happy if we didn;t meet up but another part of me would love to. aiyuh i am so confuse i also dun know wat i wan to do. maybe the part of me that wants to meet up is stronger, that is why i cannot sleep thinking of it. bummer ... argghhh .... i need my silly head to stop thinking la ...

my students tired helping me, but i dun think it worked. i hope it did not make matters worst.

so much work to do, i dun know where to start. there are tons of things i want to do but dun know where to start.

currently hooked on two songs ... eva cassidy - time is a healer , and take that circus ...

time is a healer ... hmm ... they say time heals all wounds ... am not too sure about tis. its debatable ... it depends on wat type of wound we are taking about.

my back still hurts , am trying not take painkillers again. but i dun wan wat happen the other day to happen again. arghhhh ... stupid back...,

there are tons more in my head. but i am just too lazy to type ...

free-flow writing is fun... no rules to it. just simply hentam wat u wanna say ... and wat is in ur head.

like i dun wan to go to work tmrw.

or , i wanna another hug jo, come see me kiddo , ya da , ya da , ya da ... i hope u recieve the envelope jo.

i am going to stop here, or not i will sound like a crazy women ...

nites