LOVESICK AVENUE
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Love is beautiful
Al mio amore,
for God had said let there be light. that we cant deny for it is already written. be it in the Bible, or be it on the Hadith its there. we cant deny it. for all the Abrahamic religion has it. but what we lack is actually the knowledge of why God had wanted there to be light.
light itself is the essence of God. don't you think the big guy up there has nothing better but to part with his own essence? don't get me wrong, there must be a reason why there is that light. for the only reason i could think of would be love. because of his love for the sons of Adam and daughters of Eve. it is due to his love that he gave the light. his love for us is undefined. we cant measure how much he loves us.
just imagine this, for without the love, i believe that we could have been created differently. we could have been created maybe with overly large eyes. or maybe we could all be created blind. but for the love of his creation, he gave us light. because he wants us to see all his creation, how delicate they are, how defined and sophisticated each and everyone is. so sit and think, have we done enough to show our appreciation to God. that is God. he is proud of his creations and he is proud that no two of his creations are the same. but he never ask much. all he wants is complete submission to him that he is one and only one.
Doesn't that teach us the power of love?how love can shape the world, how love can create the wonders of life. why is it so hard to believe in love? i know, most of us have bad experience with love. you name it, there are bound to be some of us having gone through that experience.but then, doesn't that makes us to be who we are? I'm rather hurt when one do say that he or she does not believe in love anymore. its like we are defying the gift of God.
love is like an art, for not art are known to the world but they are still a masterpiece. each experience makes up the vivid colour while each goodbye we say to each other makes up the black pencil lines which defines our status. our life, our daily goings make up the canvas while our personality, our feelings makes up the artist who paints the whole picture.
till my canvas has more colours
Lovesick Avenue
for God had said let there be light. that we cant deny for it is already written. be it in the Bible, or be it on the Hadith its there. we cant deny it. for all the Abrahamic religion has it. but what we lack is actually the knowledge of why God had wanted there to be light.
light itself is the essence of God. don't you think the big guy up there has nothing better but to part with his own essence? don't get me wrong, there must be a reason why there is that light. for the only reason i could think of would be love. because of his love for the sons of Adam and daughters of Eve. it is due to his love that he gave the light. his love for us is undefined. we cant measure how much he loves us.
just imagine this, for without the love, i believe that we could have been created differently. we could have been created maybe with overly large eyes. or maybe we could all be created blind. but for the love of his creation, he gave us light. because he wants us to see all his creation, how delicate they are, how defined and sophisticated each and everyone is. so sit and think, have we done enough to show our appreciation to God. that is God. he is proud of his creations and he is proud that no two of his creations are the same. but he never ask much. all he wants is complete submission to him that he is one and only one.
Doesn't that teach us the power of love?how love can shape the world, how love can create the wonders of life. why is it so hard to believe in love? i know, most of us have bad experience with love. you name it, there are bound to be some of us having gone through that experience.but then, doesn't that makes us to be who we are? I'm rather hurt when one do say that he or she does not believe in love anymore. its like we are defying the gift of God.
love is like an art, for not art are known to the world but they are still a masterpiece. each experience makes up the vivid colour while each goodbye we say to each other makes up the black pencil lines which defines our status. our life, our daily goings make up the canvas while our personality, our feelings makes up the artist who paints the whole picture.
till my canvas has more colours
Lovesick Avenue
posted by Rid at 10:26 PM
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