I can't understand what I felt this morning. I woke up dreaming for a huge house with a magnificent architecture. There were large windows serving as barrier between me and the beautiful mountains and the sea. It was also a mirror for a chirpy sunlight. The house, a haven for fresh air and art. There was a grand piano and big chandeliers. Then the word "architecture" became alive in me. It was like a realization that I'm a fan of it too.

I want to live a simple life -- where in I wake up in peace with the beauty and harmony of art and music cuddling me. I wish I can do either art or music but I guess I was just born to appreciate. I think I am kind of mysterious. Yes, I am. I think? And only God can decipher me. He alone knows my heart. I also think I have my own world where my dreams and visions have a home and God is always my guest. Actually, he stays there, he never leaves. Because he created this kind of world for me. He is with me in my fascination for stars and raindrops and rainbow and thunder and clouds and...[...]. And we delight together with a background music, the nature's chorale.

Maybe in another world, which is outside my world, this is seen as nostalgia or a facade of loneliness. But I don't mind. I am satisfied that God can spell my smile or draw my heart's desires. This gives me the comfort of finding rest in him alone.

My joy is not in this world. I feel detached from everyday and I thank God for that. It is like he has given me an imagination that transports me to places of joy and solitude, to places of dreams and hopes. And I am happy because just this morning, I was in that vehicle.

My second realization was that I was wrong to think that I am just born to appreciate the beauty of art and music. I am rather called to take part in the most complicated form of them. A majestic creation, a superb masterpiece -- the human body and the human life. To the human body, I felt joy when I started to imagine myself studying its architecture, the details of how it was crafted, and how the music plays so to bring a life. To the human life, it was real joy to be given a privilege to build lives and listen to the music of every soul.

It is an honor to be a witness of God's artistry. I am humbled to be standing on a cliff watching God's workmanship. The awe that I felt has brought me to eternity in a long second.

I think I know why I felt that way. It is because God's presence is in me. As I am seeking God, I am also seeing the place where he chose to stay -- my heart. The heart whose broken strings and dark colors he fixed and turned into good melodies and brightness. I want to remain in the joy of experiencing the art and music that God created in my soul. I think and... yes, I just realized that in that eternity that I am talking is where I and God meet. That is the sound and texture of his romance. I feel so special every time I am brought there although I know that eternity for real is beyond my imagination. This gives me the comfort of being fearless, hopeful and joyful. It makes me different. Yes, I am different in his presence. This eternity I feel on earth makes me feel God's embrace and I want more of it.