Why these are called heart strings

At the end of this life journey, I won't consciously think of how many awards have I won in life. How many wardrobes of clothes have I bought. How much wealth have I accumulated.

I think I'll only remember, how many names can I remember by heart. How many people made a difference in my life. How many lifes have I left an impact on. How much of the Lord's legacy have I left behind.

I had a most amazing talk with two cell members today. Small and cosy as it can be. I begin to feel that what I've been fighting for is being understood. What I've been defending for the Lord is not worthless. What I submit to the Lord, He honours my offering.

I had the most amazing meet up with five pl dearies. Imagine holding a five hour conversation with no pauses in between. That must indeed have come out of bond and genuine affection. I may have forgotten 30% of the conversation topics the moment we left the place, forgotten another 30% by the time I reached home, forgotten yet another 30% in a week's time. But I'll certainly remember on a fateful afternoon I met people whom I wanted to meet, heard about them and their recent life events, left the place knowing that my loved ones are well taken care of, and hold earnest hopes of meeting them again for a time of sharing and relaxation.

Yes I know, I don't usually blog so much about feelings. But today, I don't feel embarrassed to let people know that I actually hold relationships close to my heart.

God is a relational being too :)

Dearest Yiling, if you ever read this, I thought about you and I prayed for you :)