Because none of us is perfect, none of us is good

I was lost, but then You found me...and Your mercy has shown me a side of me I long forgot and a side of You I always knew. When there were no words to touch my heart, no arguments to change my mind Your Word spoke to me. And we both know it was a miracle, there was no process and there was no fight, only surrender.

I'm going to give you a new heart, and I'm going to give you a new spirit within all of your deepest parts. I'll remove that rock-hard heart of yours and replace it with one that's sensitive to me. (Ezekiel 36:26)

Wedding Day

Surad delicat- cu sufletul, doar pentru mine.
Ca te-am ales..a fost noroc? destin? o clipa de sclipire?
Ca te-am pastrat a fost intelepciune; ratiune impletita cu iubire.
Ca esti aici..doar Domnul stie: e harul Lui ce se revarsa peste mine.

Coming Home

You are my home- an open door,
the welcome mat, a hanger for my thoughts.

You are my home- the cozy sofa,
a bed to rest on, a pillow for my tears.

You are my home- the morning coffee,
sweet embrace, the power to go on.

You are my home- you hear my song,
my prayer and my sigh.

You are my home- my friend, my lover and my joy.

Printre oameni

Cine-as fi fara de tine,

De dragostea ta nu m-ar tine?

Si ce rost ca sa mai fiu

Daca n-as stii ca esti viu?

Intr-o lume zbuciumata, 

trista, confuza, patata...

Unde as putea sa fiu?

Cine m-ar cunoaste-n lume?

Cine m-ar striga pe nume?

Si cine m-ar intelege-

Cine gandul sa-mi dezlege?

Daca tu nu m-ai fi scris...

Care om m-ar fi deschis?

Eu am un creator

Homesick

Prinsa in locul asta caruia, nevrand, ii spun acasa
Mi-e dor de lacrimile de copil, sinceritate si alin.
Cand cerul ploua, pe-ale mele ganduri, de suspin
Mi-e dor de tine, si de noi, cand te simteam 'acasa'.

Mi-e dor de-mbratisarea calda, cand nu mai este soare
Inca, singura in casa, frigul meu ma doare.
Mi-e dor de casa noastra, cand nu mai sunt acasa
De tine: acoperis, si de a ta fereastra.

Mi-e dor de noi, de ei, 'cu totii impreuna'
Cand singura in casa, ma sting privind in urma...

Putting on the black lenses

From this corner where I'm sitting, everything looks gloomy;
I have put on the black lenses.

No career prospects, who dares to ask for a bank statement? (Jeremiah 29:11)
I don't have a home, will I ever have one? I am a stranger in this land... (Philippians 3:20)
No one understands me. Who is there to blame..but me? and them! (Hebrews 4:15-16)
I'm a freak and a bad actor- I will never be accepted or loved. (Isaiah 43:4)
I've become numb to any emotion but self-pity and sadness. (1 Peter 1:6-7)

I see this world through the black lenses...

 - My intention is to illustrate how we all go through these phases when we are putting on the black lenses and everything around us seems to be going wrong though things are merely a matter of perspective)

In proces cu iubirea

Cand temeri ma cufunda-n taina noptii-adanci,
Alerg mereu la Tine, Tu- Domn ce legeni prunci...
M-asez in poala ta, cu inima-npietrita
si fata mi-o acopar de lacrima pornita.

Eu n-am cuvinte, Doamne,
Sa-ti spun tot oful meu;
Iar de cerut, ti-as cere,
dar a vorbi mi-e greu.

M-apasa, Doamne- moartea- intregului pamant
A inimii din mine, si-a propriului cuvant.
Eu vreau sa fiu ca Tine, si-n voia Ta sa fiu,
Dar vad ceva in mine ce e doar gol, pustiu...

Un rau secat de vreme, de cuget, nebunie!
Un rau curgand odata, cu Duhul Tau- prin mine...

Eu n-am cuvinte Doamne
Sa-ti spun tot oful meu;
Iar de cerut ti-as cere,
dar a vorbi mi-e greu.

Te strang doar langa mine,
Lipit de pieptul meu,
Ca din a Ta iubire-
sa pot iubi si eu.