you make me unbeautiful.

Sunday, May 31, 2009 @ 2:22 PM

One fine day, my father, a handsome-looking young man, and I went to a beach.
Both of us were playing happily with water until it's time to go home.
So we walk and walk, when I actually tripped on a stone and I fell flat on the ground.
I felt really embarrassed at that point of time,
thinking that everyone, even my father, will laugh at me.
I felt like digging a hole and hide my head in.
Just when tears started to well up in my eyes,
a hand was in front of me. I looked up,
and I saw my father smiling at me, with his right hand in front of me.
He knelt down, wipe away my tears, and comfort me,
saying "Daughter, don't cry. I'm here, I'm here for you."
And that young man is Jesus, our Lord.

&This is how beautiful God's everlasting love is towards ALL of us.
No matter how people dislike you, look down on you,
He will never forsake us, because He is love.
He will wipe away our tears and comfort us.
He grieve when we grieve.
God is always there, just there, beside you.
O God, you are so beautiful, so lovely.
You're so amazing.
Praise you up high.