dramas

Sometimes I feel like I'm in a few dramas going on simultaneously. Some of which I'm starring, some of which I'm just a side-kick, some, a k-leh-feh. It's tiring having my hands dirtied with so many dramas going on at the same time - some times I'd just like to zoom out and watch the dramas from the "outside". I suppose one could learn to remove oneself, it's perhaps less emotionally draining to be an audience. A not-so-absorbed audience, that is. I keep getting reminded of how I was howling after watching "Sophie Scholl - The Final Days".

So... what's my conclusion?

I suppose for some dramas, the show has to go on. But surely I can choose the dramas I want to be more involved in. The others I can afford to just let them pass me by. There's one Bigger Drama, the Biggest, in fact, which I've gotta put myself in, if I'm not already in it. I'm sure there's a casting role for me in there, I just need to ask Him for the script. Perhaps, just perhaps, when I learn my lines properly and get into the heart of this Drama, the others will diminish increasingly and wouldn't affect me as much.

In a nutshell, choose your dramas. The not so heart-wrenching ones.

The Salad Initiative

It's kinda amusing how people started bringing salad for lunch after I began having salad for lunch about 1.5 weeks ago.

If only I could impart other more important, life-changing, habits/way of thinking.

Hopefully, year(s) later when I leave, I wouldn't leave just a salad trail behind.

closure

A year ago, I learned that we don't have to pursue closure for everything. Some things can be left as it is and we can still move on happily.

Today, I learned of one closure we MUST have. The sooner the better.

The closure of the Great Commission.

Oh, I can't wait!

"Come Lord Jesus, come."

"Where are My people who will pray?"

I "heard" this again today. It was the same thing I heard about a week ago at the church's corporate prayer meeting. But today, it was almost like it was intended to nudge me out of my seat and to push me into prayer.

"Where are the people who will pray?"

"if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land."
-2 Chronicles 7:14

Mid-Week

I have a piece of assignment for work which is due "end of the week". When I first received the assignment, I thought - end of the week, I still have time.

It wasn't until my colleague asked me "Don't you have something to submit tomorrow?" that I realised - hey! it's already Mid-Week and one week isn't that long. I still have my daily work, pending work that was supposed to have come in since Monday, another last minute assignment that just came in today... Yikes!

I'm trying to get inspiration. It's a writing assignment. Shouldn't be difficult. Shouldn't take too long. I wish writing that piece of assignment is like writing a blog post. But somehow the words, ideas aren't coming. Ahh~ the reminiscence of student days. Deadlines, writer's block. Praying for every paragraph.

Better call it a night. Get some good sleep. and perhaps, the words will flow tomorrow.

not just a holiday activity

"i spent most of the time home and pondering about life and events..."

my friend spent her holiday as mentioned above.

that's what I miss about being a student and having long (and lots of) holidays.

except one would find me in a cafe instead. pondering about life and events.

the long waits at the airport. bus-rides. road-trips. staring into space. being alone.

pondering about life and events.

gotta learn how to do that without the holidays. in the midst of people.

"strengthen your feeble arms and weak knees"

yes, my feeble arms and weak knees need some working out and strengthening. I've been on my bum for too long and have shamefully allowed myself to get lazy - not that I ever was very diligent to begin with.

time to get up and get moving!

O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go

O Love that wilt not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in Thee;
I give Thee back the life I owe,
That in Thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.

O Light that foll'west all my way,
I yield my flick'ring torch to Thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in Thy sunshine's blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.

O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee;
I trace the rainbow thru the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.

O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from Thee;
I lay in dust life's glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

Lyrics: George Matheson
Music: Albert Lister Peace

A hymn to comfort one who feels like bursting into tears. For no apparent reason. The unfathomable twist of emotions.

Burst into tears.

And run.

Into His arms.