I lay myself to sleep wrapped in the warmth of my lover 'Annie', he whispers In the softest, calmest way 'I'm here with you', he says Your love is like many waters leaving sweet effects on my heart your love tastes more than honey sweet, sweet, sweet, to my soul your love is like a whale so large i can trust in it your love is deep as the oceans i could never swim away your love is high as the heavens i could never jump off your love is satisfying it leaves me addicted Thank you for the privilege of being your bride!
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