Broken Wings

Have you ever seen a bird with its wings clipped? It desperately tries to fly, but to no avail. It makes the most saddening of noises as it struggles, before succumbing to its fate of being earthbound.

'Punch me, I bleed...'

I am but still human. Since when did it become such a burden? My heart bleeds... I'm concerned over all the 'issues' too... Don't you think I want to see change in your lives??

The vulnerability and weakness when I'm before Him. Sometimes, the seemingly foolishness of it all, the pointlessness of persevering... The struggling and sometimes the loneliness.

At the end of it all, I always remember the struggles on the night at Gethsemane, the loneliness without His disciples, the agony having His requests turned down. However through all that, He gained the strength, He gained that strength in the most agonising hour of prayer, the inner strength to face Pilate's questioning with the utmost calmness, and the strength to see the completion of what He was sent to do.

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Welcome to 3rd year. The challenges are starting to set in. I tingle in fear and excitement. Somehow, they always come in pairs these days... It's going to be a lot of work no doubt... As they say: no pain, no gain. I've got 2 projects during the last six weeks of semester. Talk about a packed schedule. hehz.