Fly Girl Fly

I am like this wounded bird..who had its wings wounded and in the mist of recovering..
give me some time, love, patient and most of all prayer to let me be strong again..
its...still..not time yet...
Wings still hurts..
not ready to spread out my wings to soar into the air yet...



Give me some time..
Only Lord can heal me..
I am sorry I need some time off for me to recuperate..
I am still very scare..like this bird..



Thanks for your supports, concerns and prayer friends..esp my best friend Joyce..
sorry that angie needs time-off again..
Thanks for understanding..



Thots are felt.
Many thanks :) to all of you who are concern and love reading my blog..I have received lots of your encouragement and appreciation..It has indeed added colours to my sketchbook of life..


Me and My mum!

p.s. Pics are taken by me during my last trip to Genting Awana with my Church for retreat..Its indeed a great place for retreat..if only I can be there rite now..ooh..probably could recover faster ...living among the Clouds..surrounded by hills and greeneries..Every morning this beautiful scenery & fresh cooling air never fails to echo out their greetings to me..

I love Awana!