it's somehow so easy to lose or forget the hopes, dreams and the little ambitious things we tell ourselves if we do not take steps to act on them. East Timor seems like so long ago. a mission trip is not something that would change you immediately but rather start change in your heart.
when i look back, i see the things God can do in our lives and what the value of HOPE is.
i must not lose sight. i shall not stumble into what the world sees as treasure. it is not about being poor but rather having focuses that are right. sometimes i just so often forget of who God is and how He provides.
in the cities i search
in the cities i find love
in the cities the clouds cloud
in the cities i see light in the alleys
what are we building?
the buildings?
our hopes stored in the little compartments?
but yet never satisfies?
cities are beautiful
the interactions flow
but yet we rush with the flow
wondering where is the city of hopefuls
*photo taken from Victoria Peak, Hong Kong*
