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ISCHMIMI

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"I'LL TRADE THESE ASHES IN FOR BEAUTY, AND WEAR FORGIVENESS LIKE A CROWN."

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Friday, November 20, 2009

"I see who you are. Do you understand me? I can see you. And you are not failing."

when we were young
Thursday, November 19, 2009

My cousin, Germaine.

I long to be a little girl again.
Sometimes, I feel like an 11 year old stuck in the body that of a young adult.
I want to go fly kites, be entertained by magic tricks, eat milo powder in front of barney all day and watch spongebob in late afternoons.
Oh, how blameless and free.

Self-refrain
Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Isa, Say no.
Stop, Don't go.

Ashes for Beauty
Monday, November 16, 2009


Lord,
Grant me patience and wait for your choice. To wait for the one whom You will send.
Help me not to settle for any other provision.
Turn my eyes to look to Jesus and seek to please Him, rather than being concerned about a mate.
Everyday, fill me with your love and peace and cleanse me of the world.
Mould me into the best I can be and reform me through the flame.
Cut away all in me that will not bear fruit.
For now, I'd rather be alone with You.
I cannot wait to experience a closer communion with You.
I seek You in my solitude and You will answer in silent reverie.

Oh, for I am your beloved.
And You are mine.

In Jesus's name,
Isa

Sorry Natasha

7:32pm Isa
hey melody!
is your sissy at home?
7:32pm Melody
Yeahhh
Sleeping like a pig
7:32pm Isa
ohhh
no wonder she didnt reply me
7:33pm Melody
LOL
7:33pm Isa
okay give me a smack on her butt for me
thanks!
7:33pm Melody
OK
Gladly
7:33pm Isa
;)

Saturday, November 14, 2009


Friday night.

Praise you
Friday, November 13, 2009

Despite of all that I am feeling...
Of all the battles I fought on my own without humbling myself to seek You first.
Of all the thoughts that have been thought that have not been edifying.
Of all the words of the world that have been uttered and have returned void to myself.
Of all the times I lie awake at night desiring every else and nothing of You to fill my emptiness.
Of all the times I was such a stubborn little girl.
Of all the times I disqualified myself of your blessings because of how undeserving I am.

I thought that by now, I would have lost You.
But, I turn around and Your face still shines on me.
And donned on me.... is still my robe of righteousness.
You gave nothing short of Your best.
You have preserved my dignity.
You promised me strength in weakness.
Thank You.
I am eternally grateful.
Oh, I am so engulfed by your love.