Manna In The Wilderness

*this is dedicated to all my teachers, in and out of school, in one way or another.

      

Teachers - Instruments of Life   

There is a reason for everything.

                    some, our eyes can see.

             But there are also some,

                                 only through love and surrender,

                    in our hearts, we feel them.

   

"Therefore, you are not an accident, and you, have a reason to be here."

   

God created teachers,

         so that we may know Him in spirit, and in truth.

He gave them a patient heart,

         so that we may be patient to understand His world.

He planted in them, a soul for companionship,

         so that in or out of times of need, we may have friends to share, and show little or much of our smile and sparkling tears.

   

God created teachers,

         so that we may learn to live, and do what is right.

He made them special,

         so that we may realize how special we are in His sight.

He made them beautiful,

         as beautiful as the morning glimpse of hope, so that we can truly comprehend the beauty and wonder of His love.

      

God created teachers,

                              All for love,

               to inspire us, young and old,

       to love and cherish what is good and true.

         

You teacher, are an instrument of life,

                     You have brought me living waters from our heavenly father above.  And for that, all my days ahead of me, I’ll cherish it.  With all my heart, with love and surrender, i will always be thankful, that once in my life, we’ve known each other.

"May God bless you, and continue to shine the path He has for you.  Let the winds be my witness, as they bring whispers of cherished memeories to your ears, and mine"

               

                                                                                               - Calvin Lim -

                                                                          ~where dreams have no end~

          

ps : thank you to all my teachers and friends that had taught me to always be who I am, i will miss all of you, and I hope that God will be merciful, as I open my wings to another world, I will be able to find teachers such as you.                  

……Kate ran.  She ran ever so swiftly, that she wouldn’t even mind if the sharp twigs had accidently cut her skins.  I say that she is lucky, because she was running without thinking.  Her mind was blank as she ran, but then, she reached a shelter, where at the moment, she realised how cold it was, and how much fear she had to deal with.  She looked past the path she ran, but saw no one.  Probably the thick mist and the pouring rain had blocked her sight, and of course the thick tropical jungle had blocked her view to the futher end where the aircraft’s cockpit lies.  The fact that she is alone at the moment brought tremendous fear as the mysterious monter continues its roar. Her face changed. 

"JACK!!"  she screamed. 

No answer.  She looked around, walking backwards this time. 

"JACK!!!"

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In my point of view,  I say Kate has proved to be the strongest women I know.  She was brave not only to listen to advice, but to practice them right away.  Another thing is, she had proved that Jack’s ‘advice’ works.

Then, she closed her eyes, for the very first time longer that 2 seconds.  Shivering with the cold,

"One………Two………Three………Four………Five………!!!!"

It may not sounded as loud as indicated by the exclaimation marks back there, but I assure you, it was a cry far louder and far stronger then ten thousand men shouting in unison, deep down her heart…….

**hello, its Calvin…dun bother the narration up there, juz bored, and tired of Bio, wanna relax for a while…

if ya wondering what i waz narrating about, well, i watched the first episod of the first season of ‘LOST’ which my dad bought in a form of DVD…cool story, wanna continue, but SPM in on d way…i juz imagined tat i was the writer of the story and I ‘wrote’ my own intepretation of a small part of it, though i believe it will be more thrilling if i had the vocabulary on my finger tips, too bad, i dun belong to the Hwa clan, so…not as good as theirs, if they are to do the same as i did…

chow…enjoy your day~

i’m a loner,

i wear a cloak,

of grey, sober looking kind…

i walk from houses to houses,

from city to city,

from country to country…

yet, i am still a loner…

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back to my chamber………of tears…and of lonliness

All for love, a father gave.

          for only love could make a way.

all for love the heaven’s cried, for love was crucified…

      

Oh…how many times, have I broken your heart,

But still you forgive, if only I ask,

and how many times, have you heard me pray,

        draw near to me……

      

Let me sing, all for love, I will join the angel song,

"Ever holy is the Lord, King of Glory, King of all."

All for love a saviour prayed, "Abba father have your way, though they know not what they do, let the Cross draw man to You!"

   

my Lord, everything I need is you, my beginning my forever,

Everything I need, is you…my beginning, my forever…Amen~!