Happyness
Not exactly happiness, but doesn’t something give you good vibes simply for its occurrence? Like, good feelings that come from.. a hearty conversation. Something good to see, even well more to experience too.
I like such happiness.
The happiness of an offering seat.
The happiness of reaching home.
The happiness of completing a task.
The happiness of completing a challenge.
The happiness of knowing what God wants me to learn
from my every move.
The happiness of fellowship.
To see the emitting beauty of devoted hearts.
The happiness of busying with God’s work.
The happiness of a comfy bed that understands tiredness.
The happiness of feeling with my heart, not my mind. I had my heart touched today,meeting God.
The happiness that I have love and could give love because of God.
Perceptives
One man’s terrorrist
is another man’s freedom fighter.
One man’s meat
is another man’s poison.
Beauty
is in the eye of the beholder.
Charisma…?
Pointers
Without talking, any form of ventilation is momentary.
Running is like drowning yourself with beer. Losing it for a while, but the problem remains.
Of course we have to speak. Can’t let anybody else clean up the mess if you implode from ‘bottling-up’
Even a deaf man finds his voice in his lifetime.
I do know after theory there’s practice, but transition is so hard, so hard to get down to.
I thank God for creating wonders.
This is amazing.
This is for once I’ve felt that language is not taken just for a tool, but an art, too.
Isn’t is so beautiful? Haha can see have found a new love: D
After a fright of a day, or three days, or.. I should specifically say a month. I’m liberated..? Only for a day, at least. I still rant at diffusion when I drink my tea.
Otherways, can’t forget how last year was the best Christmas evahh, looking quite forward to my favourite tomorrow!
Brand New Day
I know when I’m excited.
Found myself waking up earlier than the alarm, and realised that I was a tad too early. Because i was excited.
1. About to have shepherding.
2. Its 25th October. They’re backkkk!
3. Hmm. I guess I was hungry?
#One. Woke up. I realised I couldn’t find my phone anywhere on the bed. Searched, searched. Put on my specs. Felt around the bed again. I could almost imagine myself telling the others I lost my phone at home again. Strangely, I reached down an odd corner and felt it. Clocked at: 6:55?!
Though, shepherding was postponed. Since long I haven’t took the time to sit down at the breakfast table to have a good, slow, heartwarming breakfast. Of course I couldn’t, was either madrushing for school or I woke up at lunch time, so lunch became a brunch. Plain-old, but satisfying breakfast. I thought about things. I talked to God. I watched a video.. 
And from the only English words I could identify with, well here I go again, oh no–Always makes me reflect about repentance. For what I do and have repented for, this line makes me never want to mean it.
#Two. I dreamed I was at the airport. Must have missed them so much.
#Three. I always looked forward to breakfast if I was aware there was something nice at home. Before I fell asleep last night my stomach was grumbling/growling, so I guess it puts on the weight of excitement to get me out of bed.
I shall look forward to today(:
OME..?
Well. That’s something to think about. Its our new cg movement, if you’re wondering.
A lot of learnings/revelations today. God, you’re with me! I’m glad I took the long, exhaustive bus ride to school. And doing so with God. It makes me feel so much better, so much more ready to face the comings of school activities today, whatever’s about to tower over us. (I had no idea what we were going to do, I lost the timetable.) Because I was patient and sensitive, I heard God. He taught me this: For love.
The reason behind anything and everything in this world, it must be for love, right? From the beginnings: God loved us, so created us. God loved us, so died for us. God loved us, so we felt His love and wanted to reciprocate. Though ours could never measure, for His love, we serve Him. For His love, we serve His people. Into the details, we love Him, so we read the bible and we talk to him and we grow with His people. I guess that was what God was trying to get to me all along. I cannot read the bible without a love for God. I cannot take out Quiet Time with Him just because it was an obligation, or a routine.
I had a breakthrough. God gave me a heart of love so that I could follow His guidance! Man, thanks.
I want to thank God for my lovely cg. It might be young, but I could see it ferociously growing. I thank God for the busy yet no less servants of God. (XianGuang, MengXin and Qiya) I thank God for the young, yet open hearts (ChenYing, LeXin, XiaLi) I thank God for the faithful, zealous supporters, and I will grow with you, learn from you, serve with you (ShouYi, JunCheng, WeiLing) I love you all(:
Work, Me!
I’m reaching for your heart
You hold my life in your hand
Drawing me closer to you I feel your power renew
This is how God sailed me through, last week. I’m gonna keep this song close to heart, dear God!(:
And while I took a run today I experienced freedom,(F-R-E-E-D-O-M!) and I found: I am free from intellectual excruciation, from penning and penning my hands off to save myself. I really am about to start on the list I planned prayerfully with God! Shall: serve God, serve people, gear up my word knowledge, gear up my wisdom. And save for camp.
And I shall dust off the settled layer on my books, and read them. Read them! I couldn’t even keep count of the books I have gotten the past couple of years and only touch the almost the first chapters of them. Sad, but true.
Meanwhile, prayer requests? Practicing intercession and not-too-formal way of speech to God. Afterall a friend. Afterall a buddy. Afterall a know-me. Why the formalities, lah! My dears, please text me, mail me, call me, tell me- what the troubles you need a prayer for. (I LOVE LOVE YOU YJCEA5)
Matthew 18:20 For when two or three come together in my name, there I am with them.
Hmm, something I really wanted to sneak in before I get off : D
I can’t believe myself either.
Pick-me-up
Ahh~ ‘ve seen the light.
Never steppin’ out of the zone,
anytime soon.
Snorts. I feel I might (since always) resort to such tendencies to lose my insanity to certain (possibly miniscule) issues, just cause of the feel-good juices they collect for you, you feel that? That gracefully God picked me up today out of my bed, without grumps, and I gladly took the fun and honour of attaining knowledge, and applying it by pen and paper. Perhaps it was right before I decided to jump into the fire and drown myself in it. Thanks, thanks for always being on time.
Because more often that not it always happens when I leave my thoughts by the side of a churning whirlpool, and without attending to it with proper tools I guess these loose, incompetent thoughts become led into the swirling unsuspectingly. This time I attended to my thoughts, but I fed into it. Then I found feeding a waste of resources, because there were too many loopholes already, which they could occur to me as chances. I failed to find conviction in these chances, or I didn’t attempt to even. Then I had no answers or solutions or plans I would usually prepare for myself that I could climb back up, but a tinsy bit of faith that was so strong, strong enough that God used it to pick me up today.
Ephesians 2:8″For by grace we are saved through faith, and that not of ourselves, it is the gift of God” Ah, even more I am undeserving, but THANKYOU GOD, for Saving Grace.
And everything You hold in Your hand
And everything You hold in Your hand
Still You make time for me
So thankful God, of how you let my mind work things and issues out. Although pondering sessions do make my brows crease and my jaws clenched and my palms sweat.. nah. I do aspire to be a thinker.
I can never imagine or picture how God ever talks to us individually, keeps us all covered. Never misses out on one. Never attends to the other last. How?
Probs as a human I can never understand, but I sure can vouch for that. God pulled me through so well yesterday, and He fills me in today.
“SO. MANY. QUESTIONS. (I’m missing a word here.)
JESUS. IS. THE. ANSWER.”
I could see from the many sore and wet faces this statement must have gone right through each of these people and split each of their hearts open. Wow, it could only touch my heart for all those who put together something so simple, yet so meaningful. That could answer anyone’s questions, anyone’s doubts, anyone’s queries.
And I chanced upon this-
“life is just full of questions…
…without the correct answers.”
Dear friend, now you know. I’m glad you know.
Though all the joy from reaping God’s successes from this probably-the-best ess, I was quite fearful, of all feelings. Fear that I don’t step up to His standards. No wonder the look of August told me to take hold of responsibilty.
