Home

"Make yourselves at home, this is your home. "

What is your idea of home? Is it a certain place? Is it a certain locality? Is it a person?
How many homes do you have? How many homes can a person have?

When the concept of home comes to mind... I think of stability. A fixed place I can come back to, to relax, be at peace, sleep and prepare for the next day.
Yet this concept of home changes so much from person to person and also from time to time.

A home brings a general sense of security. But it isn't always a place.
It could be a person, who always makes you feel safe... No matter where you are with them.

We tend to be crazier at home.... Our home. No need to behave too civilized... Be completely honest in your comfort zone.... Home is where the crazies are.

My understanding of home was written in paper and then, that paper went into a washing machine. The machine was switched on, and the cold water and soap swirled it... Spinning on circles again and again. What I'm left with after that, is a mushy wet pile of paper. So I pressed it and wrote on it again... Home... What is home? Who is home? Am I at home?

The scary and awesome part about all this is that.... We get adjusted to new environments very quickly. Afterall, all it takes is a little familiarity, right?
Home could be anywhere. Anywhere around the world. It could be next door.... It could be where you are right now.
It can be found in every person's heart... It just takes the right kind of person to succeed in the search.
It's in every great & mighty building and in every small slum or hut.
So do look out for home... It may surprise you where you'll find it. But you will find it. Give it some time to reveal itself to you... Let your home be revealed to you. And at the end of each day, may you find yourselves at home...no matter were you've been through all day long. Be at home for a while... Even if it's just a feeling, you realise.

What makes life easy?

A thought that makes life feel easy is knowing that life has never been that easy, nor does it guarantee to me to be.
While I do the most or go through the most, I see the best in myself shine forth.

We love to grow... We love to become better people than we were previously. We love to see positive changes in ourselves.

We like to choose our problems and so we plan to do challenging and difficult tasks sometimes. But hey, life doesn't always go according to our plans, right?
And just because we can choose our problems sometimes, doesn't mean we don't feel the stress when we realise those too require lots of effort and work to get done.

I used to think if I exercised my choices well enough.... Looked over every detail.... And predicted outcomes well enough... I'd be able to be happy with what I'm doing in my life.
Whether it's following your interests or following the things you're good at.... It's a good thing to know that life can still be difficult sometimes. And you may still feel that everything is against you at times. (though not, you later realise)
But you will overcome and feel amazing once you do.

Everything problem is fleeting. Life feels boring and underwhelming without it. And stress can be the start of something beautiful without us fully realizing it.

I'm no professional at living life. I'm just telling you what helps me in times of distress.
There are times I can't have it all together and times I feel I've finally found my rhythm.
But in all things, I'm glad I tried... I'm glad I made it through and I'm glad to share this with you.

Life may not be easy... But you're not easily defeated either, now are you?

Good violence

I am violence. I thirst for destruction in the hearts and minds of many. I go about destroying the things on whom many have put their trust in, so that they could go back to trusting The Lord, their God.

I break hearts of stone and indifference in people just to cause them to get a new heart from God, a heart of flesh and blood, a heart that feels compassion and love. The newly hearted shall comfort the people who they previously just ignored.

I desire pain. I desire pain in people who have numbed themselves down in this cruel world...so much so that they desperately lack the courage to be kind. I shall tear down the four walls of people who have alienated themselves with the rest of their brethren based on close-mindedness like judgements, prejudices, envy, scorn, stereotypes and plain ol' unjustified hatred. I shall tear down their walls that they may see the world in all its wonder and all of God's created works with admiration.

I will feel pleasure as I watch human idols burn in the scorching flames of fire. Then all shall see how feeble and helpless their idols are. And all shall return to the Lord, the God, the living One.

I am violence. I am the violence that leads you to God. I am godly and the Lord is my God too. I am violence... The violence that loves the Lord, your God. And the Lord commands me and I shall follow Him.

Star stuff

Everyone talks about the awe they're struck with when they look at the starry night sky. Everyone talks about how the stars tell of their future in this world. Everyone loves to make a wish at the shiny diamonds that passes across the dark blue covers.
We really love the stars, don't we? We like to stare into the great mystery and unknown the night sky showcases. Even though we're afraid of the darkness our own uncertain futures are. Maybe it too could be this beautiful.

Some like to be defined by these distant lights in the universe.... Oh so far away you are... How could you ever know how I'm like? How could we ever speak to break the ice between us. Outer space is a cold and unforgiving place I'm told.
Yet, it's still so pretty.

I can't be defined by these stars... The universe either. I'm free. I'm unpredictable. I'm way too complicated.
But you are wonderful. Yet, so am I.

People like to think that we're all made with star stuff. But I like to think stars are made of the dreams and wonder we were made with.....our beautiful mess...our beautiful complexities....us.
We are what gave stars so much meaning.... They were meaningless particles in space. Who cares about them the way we do?

I care about us. I care about the beautiful people here on earth... All of us that exist here. I care about all of us despite our complex nature. We are more valuable than stars. We are more important....we are unpredictable.