you are the brain in my life
you are the sun in my sky
you are the sense in life
you are the brightness of life
you are he who rocks my world
you are the fun in life
you are the bliss in life
you are the zest in life
you are the joy in life
you are he who rocks my world
Sometimes you can't even ask why. Perhaps because you know everything doesn't quite lie in God's hands. Yet when it comes to things you have absolutely no control over, you are tempted to think it's in His hands. Even at that, you still can't ask why. Well maybe you can, but I can't. I have had a good dose of pain and disappointment enough to separate my ideology of God from life's occurrences. Before life started giving me rude shocks, I used to think God will always protect me by preventing pain. As I grew older and met with more battles, I learnt to accept the part of God's protection which delivers me from pain well after I have felt its excruciating bite and I came to this conclusion; God is and is forever kind. The earth is fallen; I may not be exempted from all its ugliness, but God will always be kind enough to deliver me if He doesn't prevent it. By the time you will be reading this, I would have shared my testimony. While I hop
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