Look at the birds. They don’t wake up in the morning, go to the office to work until evening, for God provides them something to eat. Let tomorrow worry about itself and let God take you to the heavens!

Before the creation, I was conceived in God’s mind. Maybe He thought, “Let’s create someone who loves and makes music not for money but out of love.”

I’m not Bach,

I’m not John or Paul,

I’m not Rico or Ely,

I’m not Jun,

I am the Wailing Bird!