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This first picture was discovered when I was researching for Asian elements for college. It's my wallpaper now, quite a big leap from my previous one, heheh. I don't know but something about the painting just makes it pretty to me.

I'm walking on paper-thin road,
where pebbles are lighter than my treading.
Gravel is pulp,
is sun-dried wound,
is marked maroon;
creases are made by secret thoughts,
quandaries fold into evident lines.
And the road rips when slight weight shifts-
barely able to brave a finger's poke.

But here's this this anyhow,
it stretches for miles, disappears ahead!
Only because I know not where or how it could end.
I stand a statue; I look closely behind-
the pebbles lay beautiful, but the creases spoil
and the rips tear through the fat lines-
a thousand violent angles.
It looks better off as pulp,
as gravel,
as mud.

So here I walk on this paper-thin road,
barely able to brave a single foot's step
and there's another due upon another,
and then the others!
The others,
I dare not even wonder.
But even so,
as precarious as paper is,
it is safer than the lustrous road
that travels smooth into the wrong route.

I will wait for you,
you with the kind heart,
I can see faithfulness,
careful steps into fragile love.

I will wait for brokenness,
you with the strength to cover wounds with me;
gentleness I see,
ready hands to guard honest love.

I will wait for white canvas,
you with eyes closely watching invisible art,
I can see the colors and strokes-
mysterious transparency of child-like love.

I can see you with the beauty of being incomplete
much like I am;
we are the same amount of merged destinies,
hearts unraveling enduring love.

This is almost all I have for now. Will post more pics when my sister sends them to me.

I am humbled and I am relieved.

My God has done it again. He has given me victory, another dream come true in my life, another way of reminding me that He wants the best for me, He loves to give, He loves to fulfill promises. I still can't grasp the fact that He gave me something I didn't even want to have, maybe because I was afraid to hope for something that was nothing but completely far-fetched to me, out of the question and unattainable. It was impossible for me. And I 'knew' it. But He gave it to me anyhow.

From the very beginning - back when I submitted my fashion sketches later than the given time on submission day (and they were already going through the entries in college); when they chose 11 finalists instead of only 10; when I thought being one of the finalists was the most horrible good thing that could've happened to me - I was going through so much difficulties, financial, emotional, spiritual, technical: everything you can think of that made it nothing but a tumor in my life I was just waiting to remove before it kills me; when I looked at all the other finalists and the amount of money and effort they put in to win and I got depressed whenever I compared mine to theirs; when I wanted nothing but out.

Jesus, You saw me through it all. You had it entirely planned out, and You gave me something I'm still wondering if I deserve. It just makes me more in awe of You because it happens time and time again. And You give even when I keep thinking "It couldn't happen, no I don't think..".

It's crazy. It was impossible for me to have won. I knew it, I KNEW it. I knew who would win, their names, their designs, why and what they'd win - all 3 of them. But I only managed to guess one winner correctly at the end of day (Nut Teh!)

He knew better, definitely more than I did. All glory be unto You.



P.S -> Please keep any articles you come across in newspapers or magazines about the LCDA for me :) I'd appreciate it if you could. Thanks.