Just saw the news about the Sichuan earthquake and the Burma cyclone...it certainly doesnt feel good looking at those ppl ....many of them have lost their loved ones, their homes and they are all so hopeless...and yet i cant really do anything besides donating money... but once again, i realised i am so lucky. staying at home, having a satifsying dinner, with my family. i just cant imagine how life could carry on when there is a big disaster which all of a sudden took my love ones. then all of a sudden, it makes me wonder: what the hell am i doing right now... i have to stop hea-ing. i want to make a difference in other ppl's lives. i want to save lives. i want to help ppl when they needed ppl to help them most. <this is not related to the 2 disasters> some ppl might think that this future "job" (to me, this is a career) guarantees a good income, a "worry-free" life... blah blah blah. but i think it's about helping ppl. taking up the responsibilty to care about ppl. and not just think what others can do for u, but think what u can do for the others. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- p.s. i just HATED the way reporters asked the victims in a disaster (EVERY SINGLE TIME): how do u feel losing ur family and home? what do u think about this disaster? where are ur family members? what do u want them to say? that they are soooo HAPPY losing their loved ones and their own world? cant they just put into ppl's shoes...the ppl there are so desperate and helpless already.... (of course reporters got what they wanted: to show the condition of the disaster and how catastrophic it is) so....SPARE THEIR LIVES....make their lives a LITTLE TINY bit easier PLEASE. PLEASE. REALLY. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To the victims in these two disasters: Hands
by Jewel If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all ok
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idled with despair
I'll gather myself around my faith
for light does the darkness most fear My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours, they are my own
but they're not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken Poverty stole your golden shoes
but it didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
but i knew it wasn't ever after
We will fight, not out of spite
for someone must stand up for what's right
'cause where there's a man who has no voice
there ours shall go singing My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours, they are my own
but they're not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken My hands are small, i know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
We are never broken We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's eyes | 
