173: Sacred Agents on its First Year

Sacred Agents on its first year!

Happy Birthday Sacred Agents!!!

Art is celebrating it alone! Watcher left me.

Anyways...

It's been a year...

I want to be a lot personal on this part. I won't discuss the Sacred Agent site.
I am totally emotional lately. And it has a great deal about my heart, and its fondness to my co-founder - Watcher.

Over a year of friendship, I have noticed that I have quite deep emotions towards him. Big deal or not, I try to treat him as civilized as possible. Heck, I really like the guy. So as I have noticed in the past days of his "coldness". Coldness in a sense that he is not the friend that he use to be. I don't know. Myabe in his part I wasn't a big person for him. In my part - - -he is.

I don't know why I have come to like the guy. Hmm... maybe because we had shared the same interests before. I like his sense of humor and sense of seriousness when called for.

To be of total honesty, when I first saw Watcher on Friendster as K., there goes that feeling that I knew the guy would have a big influence on me. Mind you, it's only a picture, a mere photograph. It always happen, some sort of so-called 'spark' when something or someone would influence an aspect of my life.

Anyways, despite the big burden I am carrying right now... and I see clearly that my heart is under attack. I always pray that this pain would not hinder me from my walk with God. I admit... it's really painful.. it tears my heart and as if a knife is being pushed slowly to the very core of my heart. But what can I do? I'm not really that good on expressing my feelings toward a guy...

Sacred Agents on its first year.... and my 'partner' had left me...
... I hate this feeling of being left out...
..but still, I want to continue this 'ministry' with him or without him....
when I am ready, when the wound is healed...
..in God's appointed time and according to His will.

172: My Battleground

My Battleground

I hear the drums banging

And it’s stinging my heart

My knees are shaking,

While my nerves seem to shatter apart

Sacred Agent Spy is appointed here

The battleground I am assigned to fight

How in this arena will I survive

If I haven’t placed God in my life?

With my hand in my heart

I give my sober oath

To carry out my mission

As commanded in the Holy Word

I pray that the Boss Almighty

Grant me the strength I need

Sanctify my thoughts, purify my heart

I can only do best with His might

I know it would be inevitable

The foe’s blow would bruise me in a way

But I deem that the Holy Chief

Will heal the wound I get from them

I claim the same valor of a knight

When the King called them out to fight

Equipped and fully geared up

Victory is declared even before it starts

I hear the drums banging

Though I don’t see the battalion coming

I can sense that more is to come

The battle has just begun

Sacred Agent Spy is appointed here

And I will never leave my stand

Until I finish my duty,

Until the battle is won

And I pray that my soul will always be

Prepared for every battle cry

Until one day the Captain will say,

“Mission accomplished, Sacred Agent Spy”

Jennifer Mansay y AngelSPY
(on to/the next/sacred mission)
(wriiten/days/before/baptism)