And a time to refrain from embracing

you’ve fought hard enough
past every season of your soul
now is the time to let it go

you’ll learn it’s way too much
when the wounds start to heal
you’re left with but battle scars

you’ve loved strong enough
against all odds, all hopes
now is the time you love yourself
(again, this time better)

you’ll know you’ve given all
when you look at your tired hands
you’re left with but ashes and dust

it is not about the drama
it’s not looking for something
to write or daydream about

you’ll know you’ve loved when
you pursue what’s best for them
and sometimes you are not that
(now that you’re still healing)

out of the thousand words
left unwritten, unspoken
you’ll find out that
this is the best thing to do

and you’re gonna be ok with this
you’re gonna settle with the unsettled
it’s ok that not everything’s ok
and you’re totally ok with that
even when it’s really, really not

without pride or whim
you know in your heart you’ve loved
that thing they call covenant
isn’t something you let go easily

there is no shame in brokenness
no condemnation when you embrace
the fact that you’re still learning

there is patience in love, it’s ok
it’s ok that you’re still struggling
to translate love into actions and words
that they can comprehend, benefit to

too many broken people
in this battlefield of life, love
the world needs you whole

you are too full of amazing things
and you’ve been made that way
you have loved fearlessly, my love
and there is no shame in that

what a beautiful heart you have,
and you are meant to live
in an endless spring days

you’re gonna love the days ahead
everything you touch will grow
every field you pour into will bloom

all that winter wilted
will grow again in this spring
your heart, oh, it will start to thaw
winter has gone, my darling,
and now is the time
to refrain from embracing…




For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven.
 a time to be born and a time to die,
    a time to plant and a time to uproot,
     a time to kill and a time to heal,
    a time to tear down and a time to build,
     a time to weep and a time to laugh,
    a time to mourn and a time to dance,
     a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
    a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
     a time to search and a time to give up,
    a time to keep and a time to throw away,
     a time to tear and a time to mend,
    a time to be silent and a time to speak,
     a time to love and a time to hate,
    a time for war and a time for peace.
What do people really get for all their hard work? I have seen the burden God has placed on us all. Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of God’s work from beginning to end.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-11, NLT


once upon a time

clock ticks
cold December night
reminiscing moments
once upon a time
through Facebook posts
photos, comments
when there was no other
react but ‘like’
nothing but photos
are in blur

year-end season
thinking about
connections you wish
you kept
friends you wish
they stayed

moments when
you finally realized
you weren’t able to keep
those friendship

and how you tried
to revive it somehow
but things have changed

and you wish to go back
to where the lines
grew thin

to tie and
save the bond
so that friends
won’t ever leave

the gift of time
and friendship
those memories
we now keep
in our golden
treasure box

never to be forgotten
but cherished forever

tonight, i’m just grateful
that they all happened
that you all happened

merry Christmas
happy new year

– once upon a time i’m letting go //

Words Create Worlds

Our words create worlds
of hope, truth, faith, love
of hate, lies, distrust, fear

What if our words are
always full of hope, and

If the world you see is dark,
isn’t it time for you to speak

Sure, there is death but
it’s merely the absence of

Our words create worlds
Life or death–your choice!
Choose life, speak life!

Such love we don’t deserve

We at least have an idea of how great and wide the love of God is for us. We know it’s reckless and outrageous–and it’s also the very reason why it’s hard for us to accept it. “We accept the love we think we deserve.” And most of the time, we think that we don’t deserve to be loved. But I don’t know which is more arrogant–to accept something you don’t and will never ever deserve or to refuse such love which has been given to you before you even know you needed it? I think, therefore, I can never comprehend God’s love.

Everlasting Love

There are things that
I can’t seem to comprehend but
I just roll with it when
I think it’s something good:
Not recklessly though

Like watching as the sun sets
And as the stars shine bright
Like the dancing waves of the seas
And the clapping of the trees
Delightful, I should say

Yet above all these
Is this one thing
Endless and extravagant
The ultimate mystery
Of my very existence

God’s love–
Passionate, unstoppable
Undeserved, unearned and yet
Forever burning, glowing
Overflowing, everlasting

How could I not respond
With my all in all