help me to live for You.

felt like fainting abit today.
wonder how its is like. should be qt exciting i think.

how can i possibly have so many things on mind, and not know what to do. but feel phased out, and feel like there's nothing to do?

and want to speak out so much more, but im hindered by selfish Self.
argh.
crucify. kill the flesh.
to put to death in utter destruction.
even with intense pain.

that s the greek meaning of crucify.

i need a fresh revelation on that.
wake me up from this.
and at the same time, grant me rest.


. I Will Glory In My Redeemer
I will glory in my Redeemer
Whose priceless blood has ransomed me
Mine was the sin that drove the bitter nails
And hung Him on that judgment tree
I will glory in my Redeemer
Who crushed the power of sin and death
My only Savior before the Holy Judge
The Lamb Who is my righteousness
The Lamb Who is my righteousness

I will glory in my Redeemer
My life He bought, my love He owns
I have no longings for another
I’m satisfied in Him alone
I will glory in my Redeemer
His faithfulness my standing place
Though foes are mighty and rush upon me
My feet are firm, held by His grace
My feet are firm, held by His grace

I will glory in my Redeemer
Who carries me on eagle's wings
He crowns my life with lovingkindness
His triumph song I'll ever sing
I will glory in my Redeemer
Who waits for me at gates of gold
And when He calls me it will be paradise
His face forever to behold


Your face forever to behold.

i think mum thinks i have suitors.
what a joke.
i shake my head and laugh in derison.
but i thank You for preserving me from all that nonsense for good reason. i have too much to handle now.

perhaps.
perhaps.

she looks at the night sky, and admires the moon that lit the sky.

"I am the moon with no light of my own.
still You have made me to shine.
and as i glow in this cold dark night,
You know i cannot be a light unless i turn my face
to You."

a sigh and a kiss from the night air.

let me run away with You.
kidnap me.
take me away.

i've got nothing left to say.

2:31 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

how high and how wide
how deep and how long
how sweet and how strong is your love
how lavish your grace
how faithful your ways
how great is your love
O Lord

this song takes on a whole new meaning as i study ephesians.

and i'm brought to my knees.

i need to pray like never before.
to see the world through your eyes.
and cry out for mercy.

and cry i did.
but for the dumbest reason ever.
because of a needle poking into my face.
i never knew it could be so painful.
and how i imagined,
if i had to suffer the agony of it,
a hundred times over,
and be asked to recant my trust and belief in my Saviour and Lord.
would i say a resounding,
"I am a Christian!"
or what happens if i fail to do so,
keeps me in fear and trembling.

but i trust not in myself,
but in Him who says that He who began a good work will carry it on to completion.

but take for granted His grace,
i cannot.
and i tried, to speak forth this glorious truth today.
think i failed terribly.
but Lord, u work in the heart and mind of my friend.

i am undone.

countless thoughts of failings and what-ifs and wishings of fleeting beings.
who shall save me from this wretched body, mind and soul?
only You.
kill me, i pray.
that i might know you and live according to Your ways.
not mine,
for they are disgustingly filthy.
put to death the things of the flesh.
Christ increase, and i decrease.

i want a husband.
but i leave in Your hands, God.
not my will, but Yours be done.
and if the calling is to one of celibacy,
i embrace it with joy.
for what more can i ask, that i be pure for You in both body and spirit?
as Paul said in corinthians.
to be wholeheartedly in service for you,
and concerned about Your things.

keep my eyes fixed upon You.
on the cross.

be Thou my vision O Lord of my heart
naught be all else to me
save that Thou art
Thou my best thought by day or by night
waking or sleeping Thy presence my guide

heart of my own heart
whatever befall
Still be my Vision O Ruler of all

2:42 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

adora, i hope you don't mind.
i took this from her blog:

I still cannot shake it off.

Under the running water,

I let the water flow down from top to toe,

in hope that it can erase and wash away my thoughts and feelings.







That feeling comes again,

I try to block it out.

But will they understand me?

Will anyone on earth understand?

Is it really true only the one in Heaven will know?







That’s quite sad isn’t it.

Yet glad in a way.

It makes me walk by faith.

still, sometimes it seems I walk this road alone.

With no one to hold but His hands.







I wish and pray He’ll communicate to me like to others.

Speaking in verbal words,

speaking to me in such a way that I know that I know,

deep inside me, it’s all from Him and no other.







I surrender all to You,

take me deeper into a more intimate relationship with you.







and here’s our love song,

I know you’re smiling.

“Have I told you lately how much I love you?

Have I told you there’s no one else above you.

You fill my heart with gladness,

take away all my sadness.

You ease my troubles that’s what you do.




For the morning sun in all it’s glory,

Greets the day with hope and comfort too.

You fill my life with laughter

And somehow you make it better.

Ease my troubles that’s what you do.

There’s a love that’s divine,

And it’s yours and it’s mine like the sun.

And at the end of the day,

We should give thanks and pray,

To the one, to the one.




Have I told you lately that I love you?

Have I told you there’s no one else above you.

Fill my heart with gladness,

Take away all my sadness.

Ease my troubles that’s what you do.




There’s a love that’s divine.

And it’s yours and it’s mine like the sun.

And at the end of the day,

We should give thanks and pray

To the one, to the one.




And have I told you lately that I love you?

Have I told you there’s no one else above you.

You fill my heart with gladness.

Take away all my sadness,

Ease my troubles that’s what you do.




Take away all my sadness,

Fill my life with gladness,

Ease my troubles that’s what you do.




Take away all my sadness,

Fill my life with gladness,

Ease my troubles that’s what you do.”



somehow, this song brings tears to my eyes right now.
because Jesus, i can never love You enough.

and why You love me, and how You loved me,
just overwhelms me.

2:22 AM

i escaped for awhile.
into the world of resident evil.
what a stupid silly thing to do.

it did not help anything.

now perhaps i know why i was more upset and emotional than usual.
stupid blood came just now.
i'm a nurse and i can't be more crude.
but my uterus lining is shedding.

jazreel would snigger.

sighs.

no wonder facial seemed so much more painful than usual today.
reli felt like just giving up.
in everything.

and i do not know what i'm doing once again.
all i wish i could do was fall at Your feet and just cry.

Oh You Bring
Oh You bring hope to the hopeless
And light to those in the darkness
And death to life
Now Im alive
Oh You give peace to the restless
And joy to homes that are broken
I see You now
In You Im found

CHORUS:
And You opened the door for me
And You laid down
Your life to set me free
All that I am will serve You Lord
And You opened my eyes to see
All the wonder and awe of Christ in me
Jesus Youre everything I need

Oh You fill those who are empty
And rescue those in the valley
And through it all You calm my soul
Oh You find me in my weakness
And heal the wounds of my heartache
I worship You in spirit and truth

All honour
All glory
All praise to You


i'm not going school tmr.
feel so naughty.
feel like the most wretched being on earth.

so unworthy.

ughh.
i cannot put things into words anymore.

i need















Jesus, please don't pass me by.

only You can

1:53 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

God did not ordain the cross of Christ or create the lake of fire3 in order to communicate the insignificance of belittling his glory. The death of the Son of God and the damnation of unrepentant human beings are the loudest shouts under heaven that God is infinitely holy, and sin is infinitely offensive, and wrath is infinitely just, and grace is infinitely precious, and our brief life—and the life of every person in your church and in your community—leads to everlasting joy or everlasting suffering. If our preaching does not carry the weight of these things to our people, what will? Veggie Tales? Radio? Television? Discussion groups? Emergent conversations?

God planned for his Son to be crucified (Revelation 13:8; 2 Timothy 1:9) and for hell to be terrible (Matthew 25:41) so that we would have the clearest witnesses possible to what is at stake when we preach. What gives preaching its seriousness is that the mantle of the preacher is soaked with the blood of Jesus and singed with fire of hell. That’s the mantle that turns mere talkers into preachers. Yet tragically some of the most prominent evangelical voices today diminish the horror of the cross and the horror of hell—the one stripped of its power to bear our punishment, and the other demythologized into self-dehumanization and the social miseries of this world.4

Oh that the rising generations would see that the world is not overrun with a sense of seriousness about God. There is no surplus in the church of a sense of God’s glory. There is no excess of earnestness in the church about heaven and hell and sin and salvation. And therefore the joy of many Christians is paper thin. By the millions people are amusing themselves to death with DVDs, and 107-inch TV screens, and games on their cell phones, and slapstick worship, while the spokesmen of a massive world religion write letters to the West in major publications saying, “The first thing we are calling you to is Islam . . . It is the religion of enjoining the good and forbidding the evil with the hand, tongue and heart. It is the religion of jihad in the way of Allah so that Allah’s Word and religion reign Supreme.”5 And then these spokesmen publicly bless suicide bombers who blow up children in front of Falafel shops and call it the way to paradise. This is the world in which we preach.

And yet incomprehensibly, in this Christ-diminishing, soul-destroying age, books and seminars and divinity schools and church growth specialists are bent on saying to young pastors, “Lighten up.” “Get funny.” “Do something amusing.” To this I ask, Where is the spirit of Jesus? “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake will find it” (Matthew 16:24-25). “If your right eye causes you to sin, tear it out and throw it away. For it is better that you lose one of your members than that your whole body be thrown into hell” (Matthew 5:29). “Any one of you who does not renounce all that he has cannot be my disciple” (Luke 14:33). “If anyone comes to me and does not hate his own father and mother and wife and children and brothers and sisters, yes, and even his own life, he cannot be my disciple” (Luke 14:26). “Follow me, and leave the dead to bury their own dead” (Matthew 8:22). “Whoever would be first among you must be slave of all” (Mark 10:44). “Fear him who can destroy both soul and body in hell” (Matthew 10:28). “Some of you they will put to death . . . But not a hair of your head will perish. By your endurance you will gain your lives” (Luke 21:16-19).

Would the church growth counsel to Jesus be, “Lighten up, Jesus. Do something amusing.” And to the young pastor: “Whatever you do, young pastor, don’t be like the Jesus of the Gospels. Lighten up.” From my perspective, which feels very close to eternity these days, that message to pastors sounds increasingly insane.


-John Piper, 2006,
Reflections on the kinds of teaching Produced by the weight of God's glory.

12:53 AM

extremely sad.

leave for church camp and youth camp not approved.
):

i shall turn to the Word of God.

12:47 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

do i lose myself as i grow older?

yes and no.

yes. because you just lose yourself to whatever happens around you.
you lose yourself to be found in Christ.
and you look back and you wish you never knew the you you were once you.
and you lose to find yourself.

no. because i'm found more and more in Christ. and this i pray with all my heart, even though it is deceitful above all, that Christ increase, and i decrease.

i must sleep soon for if i fail to wake tmr, it would bring disastrous results.

today, i ran again in the rain.
all unplanned, and yet wished for.
so cool.
i really ran and smiled in the rain.
smiles and beams.
felt so so good.
but not very when i realised my shoes were squishy and i had to wash my socks and wet clothes again. and was sad my lovely red shoes were wet.
oh well.

thankfully mum dint see me, or she would have scolded me.

and then things could have a turn of events.
but all for the better, eh?

ephesians tmr.
yay!
(:

highlight of the day!

thank God i got the tutorials that are nice(:
thank You!
and perhaps this sem would not be so bad.
You hold me NOW.
and make my day, every day.
literally.
haha for without You, there wouldn't be a day.

12:49 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

hand hurts.
left.
hit by ball.
soccer. sunday.

amazing how our brain can string words tog.
but im too tired.
filled with thoughts of indignation and just not knowin what to say or do.

just being human once again, and you wonder why u are so weak.

if i was not so weak
if i was not so cold
if i was not so scared of being broken and spilled over
i would
be frail.

how quickly people turn and disappear.
and you hurt the ones you love the most.
or think that you know all about them, but you probably don't.

how do i reply?

pain.
is not foreign.
but should be present in a life of a christian-one who does follow Jesus.
and not just profess to be.
the fight and battle between flesh and spirit.

luke 9:23.
Deny yourself, take up the cross daily, and follow me.

help me to.
it's so easy to get sucked into meaningless conversations and forget who i'm living for. help me to share and tell people about you. fearlessly, lovingly, courageously, wisely.

and everything else.

i'm tired.

1:29 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

i can't believe one week went past like that.
and i'm suddenly caught with dread and perhaps some fear.

looks at you with beseeching eyes.

i shan't.
and i won't let my thoughts and dread get me down.

could it be just not being able to perform well again?
and just having the furrowed brows turned up at you,
and the feeling just sucks.

no no.
i'm not going to let it gt me down.
just do my best.
how conflicted i can feel.

i haven't packed my bag for tmr.
i haven't finished my cell work for tmr.
i haven't looked thru my lecture notes for the week.
yikes.

stop.

i don't know wad to do.
but stop wasting time typing this and do your work.

Labels: what a rant.

1:21 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

happy birthday joel koh(:
for being my brother 25 years and counting, God bless u!
(even though u might not be able to see this.)
you are someone whom i look up to a lot.
and your words mean so much to me.
seeing you sing and make funny comments,
and being so frenly, and so encouraging of me playing soccer, it makes a whole lot of difference. especially when i feel so terrible after every soccer match. just hearing you say, "just keep playing, will get better one." means so much to me.

and chin said,
"celebrate the 26th year coming on."
i just realised we celebrate the 25 years he has lived, and he now is moving on to his 26th. made me realise, we celebrate the number of years someone has lived, and not the 25th year of his life. that is alr over and gone. if u get what im trying to say. it kinda means like we are one year older den we think we are.

and then i think,
how have i lived my life for you?
and i cannot celebrate it if i know i have wasted my life away.
it would only bring grief and weeping if i hadn't given you all that i am and have.
but then, nothing comes from me.
even the very breath that i have.
everything comes from You.
You, Jesus, whom everything came to be, and exist for.

where would i be without You
here in my life

You are my freedom,
Jesus You're the reason
I'm kneeling again at Your throne

someone once told me not to do kneeling songs.
how can i try not to?
it's just the overflow of everything that i have experienced, and just yearning for everyone else to just fall on their knees in no pretense and worship our Creator God. the Holy One.

somehow, i just feel silence once again.
i'm not going to step back into those dreary or perhaps, more thoughtful moments, but it just saddens me that sometimes everything is taken for granted, and at the end of the day, we always go after the things that either we can't have, or don't need, and then fall short again and start feeling miserable.

a chasing after the wind.

open up my eyes, and help me see what is present now.
and not waste my time dreaming of what ifs and could have beens.
turn my feelings and emotions away from myself. selfish one.
and back to You-the author and perfector of faith.
in whom all things exist and have their being.

one day i'll play my song and sing down streets of who You are
one day i'll turn my eyes to the fields and say with glee, "the harvest is here!"
one day i'll walk down the aisle with You in my heart, full of every emotion i could ever have
one day i'll live day to day just being contented to serve and nurse the broken back to health
one day i'll sing with joy with chains in my hands
one day i'll smile and cry and fall at Your feet

one day

if i could write down every thought i have and sing them into a love song.

how do i give my life to You?
how can i love You more?
i'm afraid i can't.
only You can help me to love You.

keep me broken and contrite i pray.

3:00 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ,
just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and blameless before Him in love,
having predestined us to adoption as sons by Jesus Christ to Himself, according to the good pleasure of His will,
to the praise of the glory of His grace, by which He made us accepted in the Beloved.
In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of His grace which He made to abound towards us in all wisdom and prudence, having made known to us the mystery of His will, according to His good pleasure which He purposed in Himself, that in the dispensation of the fullness of the times He might gather together in one all things in Christ, both which are in heaven and are on earth-in Him.

Ephesians chapter 1, verses 3-10.

if only i could speak about Christ like how Paul did.
in Christ. in Him.
Paul was obsessed bout Jesus. for lack of a better word, obsessed. mad. crazy.
about Jesus.
indeed. only by Jesus, Him alone, and what He did, that we are who we are today. I am who i am today.
how can i ever comprehend it all?

i really am left speechless.
i want to speak about You like how Paul did.
rave about You.
love You so much more.

help me.

last night was an impulsive night.
snipped off my hair in the shower.
overcut. and the hairdresser was so not pleased about it.
he told me never to cut my hair anyhow again.
oops.
trimmed it for me.
now i have bangs.
first time.
ask me why i want bangs.
for few reasons.
-balding. bad hair days. bored with my hair.

and then i realised how sometimes things like tt are so centered on self.
forgive me Lord.

may my face and this body of mine ever point to You and You alone.
may it shine forth the glory of the Lord Jesus Christ,
the love and humility and compassion He had,
to have brokenness in my eyes,
humility in my heart,
gentleness in my touch,
wisdom in my speech,
patience in my attitude,
and everything else that would say: Jesus! and naught be all else to me.

change my heart O God, make it ever true.
change my heart O God, may i be like You.

How can i say thanks for the things
You have done for me
things so undeserved, that You came to prove Your love for me
the voices of a million angels
could not express my gratitude
all that i am and evermore to be
i owe it all to Thee

To God be the glory
To God be the glory
To God be the glory
for great things He hath done
with His blood He has saved me
with His power He has raised me
To God be the glory
for the things He has done

Just let me live my life
let it be pleasing unto Thee
and should i gain any praise
let it go to Calvary


Soli Deo Gloria!

1:53 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

it felt so nice to run in the rain though i was soaked.

she stared at the dark clouds that loomed ahead in the distance.
lifting her eyes, she still saw clear skies and blue gazing at her.
'it won't rain.'
stretching herself, she turned and glanced at the group of people jogging in the distance.
she would take the less-treaded path today. and hope she would not get caught in the rain.
setting off at a comfortable pace, trees passed her, bending and greeting her with their leaves and whispers. the flowers added beauty to the run.
she looked up and pondered once again at the beauty around her, wishing for an instant she could sing and speak aloud to someone.
tell them about the beauty all around.
the skies seemed to be clearing up, and the artistry overhead was breathtaking.

she then reached a part of the beach.
standing there, the sea seemed to beckon, with its waves, and looking across the other side, it seemed to be pouring.
hesitating, she stood and glanced around, ensuring no one was there,
before reaching out both arms and throwing her face to the sky.
she embraced the wind and the sea and the salt.
she thought back of the moments when she last ran in the rain, or felt the sea wind in her face, enjoying every minute of it with him. it now seemed so surreal. she smiled and set her face against the wind. it was gone, but she knew she had cherished the moments.
turning back, she started jogging again.
this time, the wind blowing her on.
then, it started to drizzle.
for that brief moment while she stood admiring the scenery, it had almost seemed so precious.
now, the rain bidded her home.
every step got wetter.
as people started to head for shelter, she felt their stares as she ran on, resisting the urge to run and laugh and sing.
the rain!
what bliss!
the rain was cool to her skin and it just felt so good.
laughin and smiling to herself, she ran home.




thank you for the rain.

and with it, my heart, and my thoughts.
words that cannot express what i'm feeling.
exploding as one might put it.
pensive and grateful, to be more apt.

thank you for the reminder of your love.

5:30 PM

why is it that i spend so much time doing things of worthless value and lesser on things of eternal value.

i need You to help me deal with that.

and the "i want to do this." and "that." in my head.
i think i can never accomplish enough.
thankfully i don't have to work out my salvation with good works.
it was all done and finished on the Mighty Cross.

how can i say thank You enough?
i can only fall on my knees.

and i thought i was free-er than before.
but i look at my timetable now with tutorials which stupid me forgot to include previously and i once again stand corrected and sorrowful.

You said there would be trouble in the world.
but Peace, you will give. not as the world understands it.
but how You and your word defines it.


so i shall run to you like a child of 3 into Your arms that human minds can never understand.

dang. its 1am. there goes my resolution to sleep before 1am.

i need You more than ever.

12:58 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

like a rose
trampled on the ground
You took the fall
and thought of me
above all

and i finally grasped perhaps the first bit of 2010.
a new year has already begun.
what was permissible in 2009, cannot be the same for 2010.

and that means getting things right at home.
that s the hardest place to settle things sometimes.
and yet, it's where your ugliest side comes out.

am i happy with my life like this?
i feel like a failure.

words uttered that cut me through.
words and emotions written on faces cut the deepest.
i just realised today once again.

i wish i wasn't how i was sometimes,
it would be much easier.
the mouth is a sword.
the tongue mightier than the pen and the sword.
indeed, who can tame the tongue?
it is a flaming fire, a restless evil.

and i look ahead, into the new sem.
breathes in deep.
but i remember
You are El Elyon, and El Shaddai.
God Most High and God Almighty.
Definition El Shaddai:
1.he who holds sway over all things
2.the ruler of all
3.almighty: God


for a pure heart.
one that desires after You, and the things of Yours.
to keep my eyes focused upon You,
and not be distracted by any other thing.

and i havent penned down my goals. but have them in my mind.

but i desire most of all,
to love You above all else.
may it never be that i would forsake You and Your ways.
thank You for the grace and faith that You gave to me.

to please You in every way.

let my life be pleasing and worthy of Your calling Lord.



into Your arms
i'm drawing near again
to dwell with You
is my only heart's desire
all i can do
is fall on my knees and cry
cleanse me with fire
and purify my heart

draw me close
closer than before
closer than i've ever been


There is a God who loves me
Who wraps me in His arms
That is the place where I'm changed
And that's where I belong

Take me to that place, Lord
To that secret place where
I can be with You
You can make me like You
Wrap me in Your arms
Wrap me in Your arms
Wrap me in Your arms

8:55 PM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

I love the way Jodi Picoult describes nurses.

An oncology ward is a battlefield, and there are definite hierarchies of command. The patients, they're the ones doing the tour of duty. The doctors breeze in and out like conquering heroes, but they need to read your child's chart to remember where they've left off from the previous visit. It is the nurses who are the seasoned sergeants - the ones who are there when your baby is shaking with such a high fever she needs to be bathed in ice, the ones who can teach you how to flush a central venous catheter, or suggest which patient floor kitchens might still have popsicles left to be stolen, or tell you which dry cleaners know how to remove stains of blood and chemotherapies from clothing. The nurses know the name of your daughter's stuffed walrus and show her how to make tissue paper flowers to twine around her IV stand. The doctors may be mapping out the war games, but it is the nurses who make the conflict bearable.

- Jodi Picoult in My Sister's Keeper

beauty is all around.
but do we see it?
it was a nice break to just run and look at the sky and trees and flowers.
constant songs and tunes in my mind.
and i know it's You who created everything.

so amazing.
let me revel in that simple truth.

whilst im plagued by bidding. but i shan't be.
shall just leave it be.
not be bothered by it.
maybe it's good to not have any mods this sem.
just conc on getting to know You and other ppl more.

guide me, teach me, lead me please.

11:29 PM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

i can't sleep.
and i shall seek Your face alone.

tell me, and burden my heart with what is on Yours.
that i shall be broken once again this year.
for You Lord.
for You.

i fall at Your feet.

again, i wrestle with the sinful desires.
wrestle with my heart.
die.

what language shall i borrow to thank Thee, my dearest friend?
be Thou near to me
Lord i pray.
calm my troubled, and satisfy my thirsty heart.
You are all that matters.

3:52 AM

i cannot believe it's the new year.
and it's already the 4th of jan.
i am in utter disbelief.

haven't blogged much.
but i feel so so much.
and its hard to put down in words.
perhaps a song or random scriblings might emote and portray clearer what is on my mind?

thank You that You understand my form.
i've come to realise the depravity of a human soul.
the total depravity: the utter despair of not being able to choose good, and choose what is of God.
a depraved soul, cannot, will not, and can never choose God.
nothing good comes out from me.
because i was borne in sin.

and praise the God of Heaven who called me into His glorious riches.

and as i look unto the new year, with all its challenges and upcomings. i pray that i would first of all walk closely with you. and love you and your word, and love others around me.

i will trust in You.
knowin that in You i have everything that i need for life.
let Your grace keep me going.

amazing grace
amazing love.

Sola Fide; by faith alone
Sola Gratia; by grace alone
Sola Christus; in Christ alone
Sola Scriptura; by Scripture alone
Soli Deo Gloria

1:20 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

shout it out (:

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all the brothers and sisters

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of old.

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credits.

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wonderful people

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