Tuesday, October 9, 2007

To my dearest friend

How can I thank you dear friend for all that you are to me. I'd never thought, not even on the last day of college, that we would remain friends even after we part ways. Fortunately phone calls followed fixed meetings and they followed sleepovers. It's been more than 5yrs of happy friendship now... And nothing seems strong enough to break this bond. Neither distance nor trying situations. THANK YOU SOOO MUCH! There's something I must say, I've never seen you getting angry. Not even when i don't call, msg or mail you for months. No, not even when I forget to wish you on your birthday (i'll never live down the shame). regardless of how many times i call, your calls remain steadily frequent. i'm sorry... It's getting too difficult to make time, especially in the evenings when I can call you. Thanks a million for your patience. i was totally taken aback by the msg you sent me last Sunday, "Jess, looks like you're very busy. Hope everything is well with you. Do reply." the only demanding msg you ever sent me:)

Monday, October 8, 2007

A distinct love

I'm facinated by the uniqueness of God's love for each of us. The other day, I was talking to my sis about various personalities. Suddenly something I'd read somewhere jolted back to mind. God surely loves everyone, but His love for me is completely different from His love for another person. I don't speak in terms of its size. we very well know that love can't be measured for love is not love if it's anything short of love. Therefore, there's no question of big love or small love. What I mean is, I'm special, there's no one like me in this whole big universe. However, there is a hole in my heart which can be only filled by God. This's true of every human being. Accepted. We hear it almost every Sunday in church( Infact we've been singing this since a month.. we weren't spared even during the picnic). Curiously enough, every hole is not round, and no two holes are identical. Simply because my needs are not your needs. So God has to fill this peculiar hole in a peculiar way. He can't fill me like He fills you. He loves me like He can love no one else:)