Isaiah 49:14-16

"Can a woman forget her nursing child, 

and have no compassion on the son of her womb?  

Even these may forget, 

but I will not forget you.  

Behold I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands; 

your walls are continually before Me."

Many times, this verse has comforted my heart. The Lord thinks of me day and night...more than a mother thinks of her child. He has inscribed my name forever in His palm and He take cares of my whole life. I have no need to worry, even though life brings its problems.

As I get older, life gets more complicated. Distance and separation from my family and loved ones makes things difficult. I still have a heart of a child. I want the warmth and comfort of my family. The coldness and loneliness sometimes seems unbearable in Vancouver but I need to keep reminding myself: The Lord is with me. We walks with me in this life journey and we face everything together.

Everything I do is for Him. He deeply appreciates my decisions and actions. He loves me very dearly and has the best prepared for me. All I have to do is wait, labour and bear fruits for Him. I want my faith to be stronger so that I can yield more for Him. 

Oh Lord, I love You. I bear all things for You.

Song of Solomon 5

I slept but my heart was awake.

Listen! My lover is knocking:
"Open to me,
my sister,
my darling,
my dove,
my flawless one.

My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.

"I have taken off my robe—
must I put it on again? I have washed my feet—
must I soil them again?

My Lover thrust His hand through the latch-opening;
my heart began to pound for Him.
I arose to open for my lover, and my hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with flowing myrrh, on the handles of the lock.

I opened for my Lover,
but my Lover had left;
He was gone.

My heart sank at his departure.
I looked for Him but did not find Him.

I called Him but He did not answer...

[open the door to Him...He's been waiting for so long]