O love of God who created the real world, How cast the value which costs struggles to be bold; O love of things possessed by man without a trace, How cast the new lessons consumed without a Grace. O fountain of youth which bears wicked and weakness, How worthy of stuffs ate by ego’s eagerness; O fountain of middle aged which strives for the best, How worthy of things yield within a greater test. O mighty sense of grave incidence of nowhere, How fear fought against the barriers of ev’rywhere; O mighty c ontact of conscience within our dyes, How fear jugded us with mistakes through the people’s eyes. O bless the bleed who needs to breathe empowerment, How courage finds a way to manage improvement; O bless the immune to heal the functional within; How courage entrusts with the real spirit came in.
This blog contains a handful of experiences carried away by the man who always curious at other things, yet he also balanced his studies as an educator in the future and volunteering that led into more speculations and involvement in active participartion - united as one. Explore my adventures and experience the unexpected moments I had for now. Everything's impossible would be possible through the help of our guidance in our life, not just our friends or family, but God.